Little Falls herald. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1889-1950, 1900-01-12
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.ANGELA.
By CLINTON ROSS.

(Copy right, 1865, by Clinton Eoss.1 =.
The scandal mon.:e.rs Of the wheel at.
cratined mostly to ::;lcse who cannot or
do not wheel. Not 80 long ago women
were likely to make mental faces at
other women who rode. but as soon as
they themselves were spinning ;.lo::y
with freedom they never had fancied
they strai ghtway wondered at all these
allegations And how indeed does /.
brisk turn under the SKY and between
the fields drive away cobwebhy NJ rio1s!
In the old days a canter might do it,
but a horse is a luxury, and, even if
you can afford it, it is ever getting out
OF condition and to be fit must have a
modicum Of constant exercise. But now
all go a-spinning, the horseman as well
as the one time long distance walkers,
the sinners and those who strive to re"
gain this old world from The curse.
Among these latter no one is bette,
equipped fol- the ancient fight than the
rector Of St. Matthew in the PARK.
the Rev. Lemuel Springer. With BODY
and mind attuncd to a fine healthfnl
ness at 80. he believes strongly and
breaches and acts his belief and III
these days, when clcr:;ynen sometimes
forget that their duty is bnt to heal thj
hearts wounds and to preach the re-
ward Of simple honesty and cleanly liv
ing, it is Il delight to- sit OF II morning
in pew Of st. Matthew in the Park
and listen to the direct and human re-
EnI1 ~,
pounds myself remember him when
heIwas No. 3 on the varsity crew and a
very great man. He still could pull that
third Oar as strongly, but the only sport
his duties now permit hints wheeling,
and if You 90 to the park Of a morning
You may see him going up and down
hill and doubtless meditating those
words for the soul cheer afforded by his
bi ., Of sc1nlGnizing put always in Eng
lish tersely strong.
And vet he has had his troubles, his
experiences. his que$tionings. his sin.
his falsitv and if ynu will follow my
story you will see how it all was due tt,
the wheel that once lie forgot himself
OF May day the Rcv Lemuel was
coastin; down the long hill into the
struggling vill"::;c Of Roundb.ash. West
chester 1t was his day of outing, and
now at noon he WIS hungry after Il 20
miles e:xhilarating spin, and the world
. had put its care away, and his blood
was tingling and his heart singing like
the birds in the fields and the tree tops
and through the windy blue spaces Of
that sunny spring day sky. The old
tavern at Round|nsh, which bear: on Il
creaking SIGN /; distorted likeness Of our
first great zy's>itlcnt, after long S't.;,rs Of
desuetndn again has found usefulness
through the revival Of the road. and
haunts near placard. "Lunchr> For
Bicyclers. Yet this afternoon Eev.
Lemuel thought he had it quite to him
self, us the fat landlord pushed his SKIRT
sleeves further above his brawDy elbows
and said he guessed he could give his
visitor sonlytllin that VAS fit catin. y
And Lclnurl-I will drop his title
thought the broiled chicken delicious
and sauntered into the ln,rlor dark aft
er the sull~hinc. >with its haiEcloth ':air.
and its colored prints Of Washington
Crossing the Delaware and John
Browns Capture and certain photo
graphs Of pri;n, rural folk
Now. usually Le1nuel was most OBJ
serving: Yet h's had been in that room
) fully five minutes hcf,>rc he noticed a
figure stretched out on a co17ch-at the
dark side. to be sire. so that it ma
not have been SO strange that he had
not seen her ut first. Her face sunk in