The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1900-06-24
MENDENHALL's WIND CARRIAGE.
He SAYS That with . Fair Breeze He Ha,
Often Made Eighteen Miles an Hour.
From the Kansas City journal.

Daniel w. Mendenhall OF 1881 Elma street
u an old man Of 10 odd. and one would not SUD-
pose. TO see him walking slowly along the street.
that he is In lined to be fast. But he gave q
mounted policeman one Of the hardest races OF
his life a few days ago. and the copper's fleet
horse was winded and its tanks necked with
foam when the p,rsuer finally overlook the
tiesr. Mendenhall was not on horseback.
either. He was not even In an automobile or
on a bicycle. He was In a h~orseless carriage
propelled by wind.
It was out on Gladstone boulevard Q arly In
the morning that the mounted policeman was
riding slowly along. saluting the servant girls
and other early risers. Not a vehicle was in
sight and the officer was congratulating HIM
self on q quiet beat, when all of n sudden he
heard q queer humminR sound behind him.
He barely had time 10 turn out Of the road when
what Appeared TO him like an airShip on wheels
went flying by. the wheels barely touching the
ground, There was a breezy sort of a whizz.
a brief glimpse OF an old man with a couple Of
rudd-r-like levers in his hand. a whirr Hike tho
spinning OF a top, u buzz like the humble bee's-
and the fleet old gentleman had flashed by in
the twinkling Of an eye. The officer raised
R'%Tsss q, earn ms SWs!a as e ana ar sszsS G So' Theirs nls
| were the sails fast receding: now II was turning
The bend In the boulevard and rolling up the
hill toward the Scarritt Hospital.
Recovering from his momentary daze, tho
copper, stuck spurs into his horse. tapped him
with his club. and gave chase with ali his might,
There was the clatter of hoofs and the quick,
heavy breathing OF a horse that wakenod the
boulevard residents and made them think they
had been dreaming OF Phil Shcridan'sr ride, On
rode the officer. Forward sped the flying machine.
But II was an uphill race and the horse began
70 gain, The old man looked back and apprc-
hension OF arrest at once seized him. lie nut
on every inch OF sail his good ship would carry,
But still the painting policeman gained, and
finally called to him:
Don't be afraid. old man. I'm not going to
kill you. just wanted to see what sort Of a
thing that IL you're riding on"
Mendenhall stopped and the officer pulled
up. The machine proved TO he a queer-look-
Ing, four wheeled carriage, rather rudely built.
with. two horizontal 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.
often" said Mendenhall, Il frequently come
out on The boulevard for a spin. It's easy 10
work. A child or n lady could run II. Yes.
its my own invention, Iexpect 10 make n for
tune out Of II, too. Not like one of these auto
mobiles-no fuel needed; always ready"
Mr.. Mendenhall appeared before the Invent
ors' Association last week by special invitation
and exhibited a small model OF his invention.
He showed how It worked and told the Inventors
present thatba bad often ndden about town at
/ the rate o&sishtssn miles IN houz.