The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1898-07-03
MAKING LOVE ON A TANDEM.
Both Riders Labor Under Disadvan.
tages and Take Risks.
Chicago Tribune.

Chicago Tribune.
You are sure it doesn't make it go any
harder?'
what doesn't?"
my being on this front saddle"
'If you weren't that front saddle
give you my word this machine wouldn't
be ego going at ALL
NO 1t would be at home in the wood
she'd
This would not do. The conversation was
taking personal turn. Miss McCurdy de-
cided to change the subject.
II have had so little experience in tan
This is beautiful landscape, isn't it?
scape."
This also had an alarmingly personal bear
ing, and she hastily put one hand to her
back hair to ascertain whether or not any,
thing was loose.
man, "and your hats on perfectly straight"
mo, he hasn't been looking at the land
scaEe, mentally decided Miss Glycerine
Her cheeks look like a peach" said
young Spoonamore to himself. And, by
George, she is a peach! he added, with the
1ervor OF discoverer upon whom a great
truth has Just dawned.
You ought not to miss this view, Mr..
Spoonamore. Look at the grand sweep of
I'm not missing anything have to keep
an eye on the road. you know"
How can you do it? Am I leaning too
Not at all. You are sitting beautifully"
II don't seem to be doing any of the work.
Aren't you getting tired?'
Tired? 1 could keep on riding this way
forever"
Absurd
well, I'll make It million years. That's
..'Oh! What's fhat?'
Nothing but bug. Don't be afraid. +
brushed it off your shoulder"
Il am not scared. Was it a large bug?"
Not large, but unpardonably presump-
tuous. 1t was making for your neck
They pedaled in silence for few minutes,
off the handle bars?"
Risky? Great Caesar! could ride that
For a million years?"
Now you're smiling
You are not watching the road closely
enough. We came near running over that
big stone"
II saw that we missed it by just hairs
breadth. II thought you must have taken
one hand off the bar again."
The young man drew his breath hard
Mr.. Spoonamore, you are getting tired"
e. Aaws1ully tired. l haven't seen your eyes
for fifteen minutes"
On second thought Miss McCurdy con-
cluded not to propose stopping to rest 1t
hard for the next two hours to pay for that
speech. And yet
mis-" mi; oGlycerine."
DO you see that brick house Off to the
left on the other side of the orchard?"
lie went on with some rambling unim-
portant recollection about that house
He merely wanted to see whether her left
cheek had turned as red as the right one.
1t had.
They passed under the projecting limb Of
an apple tree standing just inside of the
fence, and with a dexterous upward reach
young Spoonamore pulled off a bunch of
blossoms.
"Oohl What's that?"
1T isn't bug this time. It's a cluster Of
apple blossoms l am about to take the lib
erty of putting them in your back hair"
Upon my word!'
Not for purposes of ornament I beg Won
to believe, bat because 1 love flowers-too-
and having cut these off in their early bloom
l feel bound to see that they enter upon a
happy hereafter Hold still"
How can T. ., | have to keep my pedals
yes, but you don't have to move your
head--just yet. There. The effect is beauti-
ful. You have no idea how it sets the flow
ers off. Do you see that country church
spire over there on the right?''
NO, she did not see it. She suspected, And
she looked straight ahead
Whereupon the young man rubbernecked
"Glycerine!" he whispered close to her
AT this thrilling moment the machine. left
practically TO its own guidance, ran into a
rut-
And spoiled one Of the most promising
romances of the year.
Q young people, let this be solemn warn
ing!
Do not become sentimental on tandem
until the era of good roads has fully come