Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1900-07-26
A RIVAL OF THE AUTOnOBIi.E
a Kansas Wind Carriage That Makes
Is Miles an Hour

Daniel w. Mendenhall of 2631 Elma
street is an old man of 20 odd. and
one would not suppose to see him
walking slowly along the street that he
is inclined to be fast. But he gave a
mounted policeman one of the hardest
races of his life a few days ago. and
tho coppers fleet horse was winded
and its tanks flecked with foam when
the pursuer finally overlook the fleer
Mendenhall was not on horseback
either. He was not even in an auto-
mobile or on bicycle. He was in a
horseless carriage propelled by wind.
IL was out on Gladstone boulevard
early IN the morning that the mounted
policeman was riding slowly along.
salutlng the servant girls and other
early risers. Not a vehicle was in
sight. and the officer was congratulate
ing himself on q quiet beat. whom oil
OF sudden he heard a queer humming
sound behind him. He barely had
llne TO turn out of the road when what
appeared to him like an airsbip on
wheel went flying by, the wheels
French military band, has been al
barely touching the ground. There
was breezy sort of whizz, a brief
glimpse of an old man with a couple
OF rudder-like levers in his hand. a
Whlrr like the spinning of a ton a
Duzz like the humble bee's-and the
heet old gentleman had flashed bv in
the twinkle of an eye. The officer
raised himself in his stirruns AMI
gazed between his horses ears. Was
IL dream? No. There were the
sails last receding; now it was turning
the bend in the boulevard, and rolling
W the hill toward the ocarritt hos
pital
Recovering from his momentarv
daze, the copper stuck spurs into his
morse, tapped him with his club, and
gave chase with all his might. There
was the clatter of hoofs and the Quick
heaVy breathing of a horse that
Wakened the boulevard residents and
made them think they had been dream
Ing OF Phil Sheridan's ride. On rode
inc ofhcer, Forward sped the flying
machine. But it was an uphill race,
and the horse began to gain. The old
man looked back and apprehension of
arrest at once seized him. He put ON
every inch of sail his good shin wouId
carry. But still the painting policeman
gained, and finally called to HIM
Don I oe afraid, old man. I'm not
going to kill you. just wanted to see
what sort of thing that is you're
riding on"
Mendenhall stopped and the officer
pulled up. The machine proved to he
a queer-iooking, four-wheeled CARRIAGE
rather rudely built, with two horizon-
tai bars like pump handles. which
propelled the carriage by hand force
AS soon as a start was got by working
these levers up and down. the wind
did the rest. "N
We MADE IL miles an hour with her
otten, said Mendenhall. 81 freouent,v
come out on the boulevard for a snin
II easy to work. A child or a lady
could run it. Yes, it's my own inven-
uoh- expect to make a fortune out
Oh II, too. Not like one of these auto
mooiles-no fuel needed; ALWAYS
ready
MI Mendenhall appeared before the
inventors association last week by
special invitation and exhibited a
small model of his invention. Ha
showed how it worked, and told the
inventors present that he had often
ridden about town at the rate of IL
miles an hour-Kansas City Journal