The sun., 1896-06-21
ANGELA'S DILEMMA.
A Little Comedy Of Three Young
Persons on Wheels.
ny CLINTON ROSS.

ahed mostly to thos who cannot, or do not,
vheal. Not so long ago women were hkoly
20 mako mental faces at other women who
rode. but as soon ss they themselves wero spin
ming along With freedom they never had
fancied. thoy straightway wondered at oil
those allegations. And how. indeed. does q
brisk turn undor the sky, and between tho
heles, drive away cobwebby notions. In tho
old days q oantor might do II, bat horse is q
luxury, and, even II you can afford II 10 ever
getting out of condition. and TO be at must have
. modicum of constant exercise. But now all
90 a-spinninE, the horssman as we'll az the one
time long-listanoe walkers, the sinners, and
those who strive 10 reGain this old world from
the curse.
Among these latter. no one 10 bottsr equipped
for tho ancient fight than tho rector Of Saint
tthew.in-tho-Park, the Rev. Lomuel Spring
er. With body and mind attuned to = hne
healthfulnoss, at so. he believes strongly. and
proaches and acts his belief, and in these days
when clerRynou sometimes forget that their
duty Is but TO heal the hearts wounds, and to
preach the reward Of simple honesty and
cleanly living. It is q delight to sit OF O morn
ing in o pow of Saint Matthew-in-tho Park
and liston to tho direct and human religion
its athlectio young rector expounds. I, my
self, remember him when he was No. 3 on tho
Varsity crew, and q very groat man. He
still could pull that third oar as strongly, but
the only sport his duties now permit. him is
wheeling, and IL you 60 to tho park of q MORN
ing YOU may SEQ him going up and down hill
and doubtless meditatng those words for tho
soul cheer afforded by his bits of sermonizine.
put always in English tersely strong
And yet he has had his troubles, his export
ences his squestionings, his SIM his fasity and II
you will follow my story, you viii SEQ row 10
all was due to the wheel that he once forgot
himself.
OF n May day tho Rev. Lemuel was coastinR
down the long hill into tho struggling village
Of Roundbush. westchester. 1t was his day
OF outing, and now at noon he was hungry after
twenty mile exhilararing spin: and the world
had put its away. and his blood was tin
Cling and his heart singing like the birds In the
fields and the treetops through the windy blue
spaces Of that sunny spring.day sky. Tho old
tavern at .Roundbush bears creakinR
sign q distorted likeness OF our first great Presi-
dent, and after long years OF desuetude again
has found usefulness through the revival Of tho
road. and faunts q noon placari: Lunches for
Bicyclers." Yet this afternoon the Reverend
Lemuel thought that he had It quito to him.
se'f. as tho fat landlord pushed his shirt
sleeves further above his brawny elbows and
sid ho guessed he could give his visitor
''somethin' that was At eatin'." And Lemuel
Il will drop his title-thought the broiled
chicken delicious and sauntered into tho par.
lor, dark after the sunshine. with its haircloth
chairs and its colored prints of washington
Crossing the Delaware" and John Browns
CAPTURE" and certain photographs Of prim
rural folk.
Now usually Lemuel was most observing.
Yet he had been in that room fully five minutes
before he noticed figure stretched out on a
couch; at the dark side. to be sure, so that II
may not have been 80 strange that he had
not her at fret. Hcr face sunR In n nil.
Nv Io", eno oe.u sen ~. " o' SoooniH, Henluei a.
onoo inAoe ioF .he ooor' "neh Nc hearo sweet
and strangely plaintive voice:
,,. ndd"J ,,;.h % s,,, a,,,,a oes .,~ soer pa.uoh
sne aoded' with such evident confusion that
Lemuel turned about hastily to Geo tho pref
. .,sss figure ra Of % woman maj in I wisGhins bicycle
eoSsume' .. t Ana @ VIVA. she was like IN ieave you
sr of and w nIss ssr
ss Lemuel sa her much more essilv m than s FROM u
any description Of mine.
'Oh.' she said hastily. rubbing her evea.
Deg your pardon said Lemuel.
1T was my fault" she said. looking him over
aemureS. :. torRo. TINS TINS was ,, public room"
.,,v Tt ~ .n |s r.,hsr % a ue, nn ,sa mas
ny my was ;aaa an rather strange and sudden
bred young person. " - . '''
II don't see why" he blurted out, in aston
i,hment. ~ ~ ' " "'''
Because you are Mr.. Springer Of Saint-Mat-
thaw;r.hop porL.
1he"- INC ara
He bowed, remembering with BIT of con-
eeit that lot of people doubtless know him
~hom ne "iant know from Adam or Eve
i need Clergyman" she said.
Now at this astounding abatement Iemuel
,.o.od ~. ,,,o, ...o,;.hr,on. Ma - -,
e.afeo his u'Iei "eeohtshhieh. Dio she heeo
bis spiritual advice? Sho looked bit worldly.
''That ia rather n 6urDriainU ~
she added.
II don't know" he said, hope,essly
II mean" she said. II want an escort to
Green wich and with a clergyman thers can he
no ouestion ~ ~ w
Il don't know" said Lemuel again.
"You must think me strange
He looked at her for a moment, and made n
Worry worldly reply;
II think you delightful"
You will let me 20 with you. then?"
and why in the world did he saw exactly that
II do-nnd VIC must he rtart ed before him =