Daily public ledger. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1892-191?, 1896-05-23

How I've never thought to ask
That a Maysville maiden's boomers
Have pocket for a flask;
That the cycling girl of Texas,
As she rides is not afraid,
She provides pistol pocket
When she has her boomers made;
That the bloomer girl of Boston,
Always cool and wisely frowning,
Has a pocket in her boomers
Where she carries Robert Browning;
That the Daisy Bell of Kansas,
Who has donned the cycling brooches,
Has pocket in her boomers
Full of woman suffrage speeches;
That Chicago's wheeling woman,
When her cycle makes rotations,
Has special boomer pocket
Where she carries pork quotat ons;
That Milwaukee's cycling beauties,
As they pedal day by day,
Have a tiny secret pocket
Where corkscrews slowed away;
That the Gotham bloomer damsel,
Whom Manhattan dudes admire,
Has tutti.frutti pocket
Full of gum to mend her tire.
What we've seen has been funny, and
we don't want to tel, i'm fact, could
not; but sight to catch the eye of every
pedestrian was young lady upon our
streets one night last week all logged out
in blazer, boomers and the nattiest
hose of the golf pattern. Yes, real
bloomers, Sand she looked well, too.
Keep your eye open; we expect to see
many things.
What we've heard;-well, the most
amusing thing, because of its contradic-
tory. opposite and antagOnistic position
towards that tire that is acknowledged to
lead all others-M. 81 W. In a crowd
the other day the subject of punctures
and their remedies came up, and each
fellow advocated this one and that, this
remedy and that remedy, until one young
fellow spoke up, denouncing the NJ. q W.
tire, because every wheel had Nj. " W.
tire, no matter by whom manufactured.
AS if this would be an argument against
a good thing. Those tires are just the
thing to make every common wheel
first class.
Another funny thing happened the
other day. which proved an expose of a
much advertised quick-repair kit 1t is
to stop any hole, any place, at
any time. All you have to do is to find
the hole; necessary to this, carry mag
nifying glass;-s box throwing the y
rays will be better thing now having
done this, stick in a pin, pull up the head,
pour in oil, press down, puff up, blow,
sit. stand, jump-there you are, mounted,
off. Now, this is beautiful 10 think
about. and to draw the real merit of this
kit of quickness, we'll tell little stery,
and the analogy is SO excellent well say
no more, but let you see the moral. A
city man saw picture of the rural dis
trict.-t sweet, coy home in the mid st
Of clump of magnificent elms, with the
softest, greenest grass covering every
spot. At the foot Of the lawn ran
cooling brook over pebbled,
coated bottom, laughing its way to the
ocean. A gentle breeze disturbed the
trees into a swaying dance, while heat
and dust. bugs, tramps and flies knew not
the charmed spot This city chap, leOk-
ing for the better place and striving for
heaven, thought he had discovered the
place, when his eyes rested upon this
picture. Packing his grip and bidding
goodbye to those left in the sultry, awful
city he embarks for his new abiding
place for the heated term. He arrives,
and this is his experience: A cottage of
small dimensions, whitewashed and now
peeling Off. a rickety little front porch
with bench in one corner; In the yard a
few struggling trees which had hardly
energy enough to perform their
task OF keeping the spiins house
from burning up. The crystal stream
was q muddy brock running away
from the aforesaid springhouse. The
grass was brown and so dry % TO be al.