The Dickinson press., 1897-01-23
such . wretched way OF sitting on !.

He said he would try it on the road,
though we begged him to desist. He
said the hill was not long enough; he
found that what he wanted was not 60
much q hill as good, long, level run.
He also proposed that should get on
an ordinary bicycle and accompany
him: 80 l left Polly and mounted my
machine.
At this time the machine was act
ing In . very peculiar manner and
seemed to have taken the bit In its
teeth. 80 to speak. 1t began to tear
along the road with the speed Of q
runaway horse. shying at every post
and making spasmodic jumps at the
slightest obstacles. BY the most fu-
rious riding was able to get along
side and excitedly advised the genius
to hurl himself from the demonlacal
machine and risk the consequences.
He didn't hear me. or ii he did he
paid no attention. He had an in
tense, far-away look in his eyes and
seemed to have no interest in mere
earthly matters. The machine, re-
joicing in its newly found power, put
on an extra spurt and drew we'll ahead
OF me, making the most extraordinary
leaps from time to time.
We were now close to the village,
and the few people still lingering
about commenced to take lively in
terest in the proceedings, especially
the constable. who is very stubborn
and ohacious person and seems to think
that II It were not for him the nation
and the law would fall to pieces, so
l cannot say feel very sorry for him
he should attend more to his own
business. When he saw the bicycle
coming he shouted to the rider to stop.
To this the genius gave no heed, and
the constable prepared for action. He
ran out into the middle Of the road
and clutched at the genius as he few
by. Unluckily for him, he missed COM
pletely and the front wheel of the
machine smote him heavily in the
loose ribs, leaving him q dusty and
disheveled wreck on the side of the
road. When I passed him he was
slowly recovering and judged from
his expression that his emotions were
violent and mingled. We fed along
the main street amid horrible clat-
ter. At the end Of the village the road
makes sharp turn to the left and
knew that this would be the decisive
point in the genius furious career.
II he could but turn the corner he
would have a nearly straight road in
front of him for three miles. X he
could not, there was the ten-foot wall
of the ladies' seminary to be sur
mounted. l confess l had no hopes
whatever, either Of his turning the
corner or of his forcing the bicycle to
take the jump. The machine now
seemed to be pulling itself together
for final struggle, which fact the
genius seemed to grasp, and he
groaned audibly as he tried to pull the
handles round in order to take the
turn. But the bicycle was too much
for him.
1t was splendid effort; indeed, I
never saw such tremendous jump so
gallantly attempted. But, as it hap
pened, the plucky bicycle just landed
on the top of the wall and with a hor-
rid crash both machine and rider fell
at the feet of procession of fourteen
young ladies who were about to take
their daily airing. The bicycle used
the last Of the compressed air In the
cylinder to deliver several violent
kicks at the genius as he lay on the
ground.
He will be carried down from his
bedroom into the garden some time to-
morrow afternoon, and the doctor says
that If his collar-bone sets we'll he will
be fairly sound in about another week.