The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1896-06-13
UP I'm THE MORNING.
Beauties of a Ride Oh the Bike When
All Nature Is Fair.

NO Worc IN our language expresses 30
much, stands for more, rsfves US better,
or carries heavier Lurden than "up."
"e are an up nation, an up people, and
that part up In the morning, Is little
| further up than the rest OF the world. up
in (synonymous with "in possession orr
enlarged appetite. digestion to match
and consequent good health.
Ihe sun IA not yet up when the morn
| Ing biSer starts out and unlimbers for
the tsce-no, not race, bent overcrook
back race, but a straight up, dignihed,
! ieisnreiy run along the country roads,
green felds and meadows and dripping
| hedges. as the birds are piping. up for
| their ell day chorus. The dew lies heavy
| everywhere, the air is fresh and bracing,
| and the freeze from the west straigh ht
| from the piney patches Of North Provi-
| denee or beyond, give Ii, the air, gen.
| tie fan movement and delightful ouor
that exhilerates and sends along like
spur.
Down Angel street at q two minute
| gait, past the asylum wall, and through
| Gano street to Washington bridge. De-
hghtful! No cars to dodge, nothing
| moving except here and there belated
grimalkin hurrying homeward from the
nights foray, and an uneducated dog--a
persistent yelper and heel snapper that
ought to be packed snugly around the
| roots of grape vine with a foot of earth
| to keep down. Have marked him for
dose OF "Ki-YP' Cayenne pepper COM
pound), new patent medicine, admin
istered by breech loading squirt gun.
Ha, milkman Ask for half pint OF
best Jersey milk. Miikman says he never
carries any other kind, and looks at me
suspiciously. lie asks:
"What do you want ii for?"
why, what do you suppose? To I'LL up
q l..aa a.. n 49, "A L..
iced the fishes Well, you're the first
man I've seen TO use milk for bait !
Where'd you come from?'
Point with thumb over the left shoul-
der.
rs "H'ml Up Butler Asylum way'
lie reaches for q small-can. Sure il is a
favorite customers private can. He pours
oh.tbe top and fills the cover OF a larger
can. Cream, nearly all. Call for the price
and.get my money ready. Milkman looks
askance, grins, and drives on. Now
understand him and his suspicious
glances. He thought was the milk in
spector. Look after hm half guiltily.
Have 1 obtained good Jersey cream, the
ances deceitful?
But one objective point this morning is
the hill opposite what was Corkey hill,
but now 1ockwotten park-the old fort
run over Washington bridge on the new
plank roadway. Get up the steep incline
at last pushing the bike in front of me.
The city below and across the river il
silent In the semi-darkness OF morning
twilig wrapped in slumber, except an
occasional early riser and the cocks. All
the chanticleers are tuning up. A giant
Grower in the direction OF Watchemoket
sends his challenge across the river. lie
is answered by prolonged, defiant
whoop that comes, apparently from some
place near Roger Williams landing stage.
Others join in on both sides of the river,
but the Watchemoket tenor has the high
est note-a kind Of attic &.
But there is the sun-exactly on time,
eight minutes past four, large as our cove
was, the red disc just cleaving the hori-
zon. Rosy morn stands tiptoe A GRIM
son flush suffuses the landscape; the light
flashes across to DIR. Halls church spire-
to the big chirnney--to the gasometer-. to
the Round Top Church-to the Cathedral
A Thousand lights flash forth! len
thousand window panes snatch the rosy
light and hold ii. The Old Ladies Home
opposite Tockwotten Park appears like a
huge cluster OF diamonds or one great
carbuncle.
AS the sun advances. new lights APP
pear. AS the streaming rays penetrate
from a higher angle, windows in peaks
and gables not reached by the first DER
sweeping flood, kindie and flame and
add greater brilliancy to the picture. En-
chanted lies the city under the passage OF
the magic wand, the "crimson bars and
gold. The picture is more beautiful
than some for which, on canvass, humid
reds of dollars have been paid. And this
picture may he seen three hundied and
sixty and quarter days in the year, bar
ring cloudy mornings, but who. how
many ever climbed to this perch or any
tn hp
here now.
Well, the dny is open and the city will
soon begin to stir. All, IL Is rising. In
the river below Is a little steamer, and out
OF the cabin comes man stretching and
probably yawning. lie locks at the sky.
He has never seen clearer one. And
now ne leans upon the gunwsle and
glances alongside to see IL his boat is all
there. He disappears and comes to view
again with a basin and towel, and pfob-
ably soap. Good representative OF an up
people. He is about TO wash. Again he
disappears and moment later smoke be-
gins to come out of the ca bin funnel
Breakfast. 1t is easy 10 imagine most
| agreeable odor coming from that cabin.
Eggs, bacon, steak, onions, coffee and
corn bread. IT'S not imagination pos
sibly. The breeze comes direct from the
boat, and IL brings an odor that causes
| The appetite to wake up and to demand
| instant search for breakfast. What good
| thing is an appetite, provided there be-
some way of satisfying 1t. AS to getting
| into possession OF an appetite, the way is
| not to lie in bed, but TO get up in the
| morning, not In the forenoon, not for
| getting to go to bed the night before.
But cannot stay longer and think of
| that breakfast in process of preparation
| on the little steamer. Too taDtelizing !
| Take circuitous path toward Kettle
| point. See a man In the distance Watch
| ing, therefore push the bike gently and
step softly, for the grass may belong TO
| him. When more than half way across
| the field the man shouts:
| "GIt off'n that feldln
='Be er eittin' of fast's can.".,
"Git of tn other way.wsy yon come
| on 10
Cant 'Snearer the other wayl''
Hear him whistle and say, "Here,
| Brindle, sic imp
Get bike and self over the fence just as
Brindls's jaws come together with . snap
| too near behind me. Close shave but a