Santa Fe daily New Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1885-1897, 1896-08-25
LOVE ON A BICYCLE.


A bicycle stood leaning heavily against
Its stand as II worn out from long, tedious
waiting for its mistress. A rustic, as of
silk lined haircloth, was heard on tho eel
lar stairs. 1t was she, it's dauntless rider
A loud olang, olang Of the doorbell
startled these tears away. She knew that
ring. All disheveled and dusty, she rushed
into the drawing room. She met her lover
like moody cherub. He looked at her for
moment, standing with his legs wide
apart, his hands in his pockets and for
gotten hat on the back of his head, heaved
sigh Of resignation and said disgustedly:
i see, my poor little girl, that this con-
founded bicycle. question is on top again.
Do you know, Eleanor, that I know
fine fellow who wants bicycle just like
yours SO everlastingly bad that he would
be willing to give 81, 900 cash for it II he
could have it within an hour"
"Georgel You shall not have my dear
wheel to smash into splinters. II you your
self had ever ridden, you would advocate
1t for everybody. 1t is stubborn and mar
row that you will not learn. Your preju-
dice Is making heartless fellow of you.
1t shall be crushed at once. I am deter
mined. Can't you see that I am deter
mined?"
Her hands were clasped tightly. She
shivered slightly and her voice was tense
as she continued with white teeth set: II
shall ride tomorrow to Chevy Chase Inn.
l start at noon exactly. You may start on
wheel at II. II you reach the inn before
I do, we will be married soon. If not
never!"
The last word was called from the hall.
The speaker was gone The man turned
pale. He was not student of women's
whims, and he was deeply in love. He put
q hand to his head and was dimly conscious
Of wondering whether it was his hand or
some other fellows.
He sat down on the corner Of card ia
BILE because 1t happened to be behind him
and said out loud, II will think" Three
minutes later he arose and said, II will
think"
He walked through the hall and out into
the air, forgetting his cane, his overcoat
and the violets he had brought Eleanor.
As the front door closed behind him with
bang 1t startled him as 1t might sleep
walker.
Soon his eyes, which had not distin-
guished the passersby, were riveted on
sign which seemed to scream at him, BIZ
cycling academy"
1t drew him to the spot as II by magnet
ism. He entered the door and looked
blankly at the man at the desk and laid
down bill which made the fellow stare,
refused the change and asked to be taught
at once.
An attendant brought him a wheel.
The cold glitter of its nickel plating filled
his whole being with determination. He
waved the teacher aside and mounted with
the spring of kangaroo. The wheel
headed straight as die for the brick par
tition. When within yard fit, he lifted
long limbs above the handle bar and met
| the wall with the bottoms Of two substan-
tial feet He was shot back some distance
and then off.
| The instructor asked him sweetly If he
thought he was riding battering ram or
boomerang. The lover did not smile.
| The instructor then asked him for the ad-
] dress Of his doctor. He gave number on
| Sixteenth street. That was Eleanor's
home. Before he left the school the shad-
ows had heightened into darkness, and he
was riding beautifully around the circle
with his handkerchief bound tightly
around his head and the teachers arm
| about his waist II Eleanor could have
seen himi He felt himself victor over a
| fend.
The next morning at 1850 he left his
door. The day was perfect. He felt the
exhilaration of success and resistless
force of resolution. He leaned over the
handle bar and sped rapidly over the
| asphalt. He painted and pushed up the
| hills and coasted down over the bridges
and past the zoo. His one thought was to
make the wheels 60 round, to cover space.
Slowly the idea began to force itself
upon him that something was wrong with
the wheel. He thought 1t must need oil
ing, such terrible pain and weakness did
attack his limbs when he tried to force the
pedals around, and his head grew light
and dizzy. He thought to dismount, but
rolled of instead. He tried to take step
to straighten his limbs. They refused to
be Strengthened. They gave way beneath
him and he fell on his knees as If In sup
plication to Cupid to cease from his tor
| ture.
He lay on the ground for moment In
order that the dizziness might pass away.
He must have lost consciousness for mo-
ment, for suddenly he felt hand on his
! head, and the gruff voice of a motorman
asked: "Are you all broke up, old MANI
Don't you want liftp"
These accents were as sweet to his ears
| as the murmuring of siren. He was sore
ly tempted and yielded. He allowed his
wheel to be lifted on the car and himself
| to be assisted to a seat which was not q
saddle, while he constantly whispered to
his conscience, "All is fair in love and
! war"
He closed his eyes and half dreamed
half thought that he was waited along on
fleecy clouds. Suddenly thought struck
him like lightning bolt. "EleanorP'
| Might she not see him alighting from the
carr Was he to DO branded in her eyes AZ a
cowardly cheats
i He snatched at his watch and dragged
himself to the end OF the car and tried
| with his eyes to pierce the solid hills In
order to gain the first dreaded glimpse Of
his darling, who rode like the wind on her
/ metal steed.
He saw for ten minutes only blank
road, and then, with q nervous start, dig
oerned spot Of blue. he knew that 1t was
blue serge and that 1t tapped about bicycle
| wheels.
WAS 1t, oh, was 1t Eleanorp''
/ He thought he saw tam and strained
his eyes to see II there was q feather on It..
From the handle bar waved streamers. II
must be Eleanor.
4 The car stopped for moment. He was
/ frantic. The bicyolist dismountoi.
i ttThank HEAVIER, ~ aho Svora h1nnn1ara