El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1901-03-08
STORIES OF
THE STREETS

one of a group of young men sitting in
the plaza this morning, but let the
rider of that machine be a girl and
you've got a death-dealing combina-
ton.
Why? Well. don't you know hui
man nature better than to ask that?
A girl who is fearless enough to ride
blind bike out alone on a dark night
is careless enough of her own safety
and that of the public to tear along
the street at her best rate of speed, and
if you will just notice you will see that
they always do SO.
Last night I was going southwark
down North Campbell street. The
moon was lingering behind the Hueco
mountains and the darkness OF the
night had not yet been broken into by
her silvery light. 1 was nearing the
Myrtle avenue crossing when bicycle ;
with a female rider shot out OF the
darkness into hte light spot under the
street light at that crossing and quick F.!
er than you can bat your eye she had
disappeared into the darkness again. |
She was going eastward and had bare /
ly gotten out of the light when there /
was a crash, shrek and silence.
"I waited under the light a moment
and here came a young man, limping,
his clothes dirty and pushing his /
wheel beside him. That - female !
fiend never even stopped to see if ! was |
hurt he said as he approached me.
Ibid she run over your l asked.
Did Sampson kill the PhilliStines /;
with the jaw bone of an ASST he asked !
sarcastically / told him 1 had faint I
remembrance of having heard some
thing about that little incident. Well
he said, Il have faint remembrance
that a vision of loneliness on wheels
just now passed over my PROSTATE
FORM he growled and 1imped off in the
darkness.
Now. that fellow is like the saloons
in Kansas. He is an outlaw himself
and when tramp1ed in the dust by
beskirted transgressor he has no legal
redress. but let me tell you If male
scorcher was to run down a woman
like that the public would hold up it's
hands in horror. Philosophy teaches
us that the young man was riding
leisurely. for if he had not been the {
girl could not have knocked him down ,
and rode on. but the scorcher is; "a girl. ,
the victim is man and the public has
no kick coming"
Speaking about scorching" said L
another of the group of young men. il
there is no place in town where the a
to scorch is greater than
he starts through the court house yard. p
Did you ever try it? Oh, it's delight
full You know the temptation to go
around corners like the wind. Well. ii
added to that is the smoothness of the
paths through the court house yard =
md that fine gravel makes the wheel al
sing like a trolley car. il
Il can't explain 1t. but just as soon fe
Is that trolley song commences that
With stimulated action. The sensation d
s similar to riding in an automobile. Il
You are almost flying without any ap-
parent exertion and then there's the
,uzz. that exhilirating song that makes
NE forget that he is a mortal doomed
o walk the earth and makes him think u
lie is spirit sailing through pleasant c.
ealms of space to the music of angels. N
cat the same time, it would be hard r.
o find a more dangerous place in :
which to scorch than that same court III
lOuse yard. Everybody. unless it is IL
ONE old inspiration-proof individual b.
Who long ago quit seeing any pleas .,
Ire in life. will move his pedals faster -
vhen he starts around the court house u
orners. To make the turn at a swift m
ait it is necessary to take the outside re
f the path. Suppose there is a rider II,
oming from each way. Both are slim :"
lated into quick foot action. Both are
aking the outside. Neither can see s
he other until they are nearly to- N,
ether and each is so absorbed by the 9.
ong of his wheel that he hears no 9TH
r sound. They are sure to collide with On
estructive force. igl
81 was witness TO such a collision 81
few days ago. 1t was between two -;
mall boys. one white and the other
negro. They came together at the kl
outhwest corner of the court house
nd were piled in a heap in the irri
When they became disentangled and ia
ad recovered their breath. the pick bi
ninny excitedly exclaimed. 'Heah, kid, ot
-haffur you run inter me-?
Z" 1T was you run into me- angrily III
answered the white boy. and you black co
igger. I'll show you and he struck of
iciously at the little coon. who was m
ill on his knees, while the aggres- 90
We one was standing. The colored WI
rchin lodged behind the tree and the Sc
hite boys fist changing it's course to co
,ach the black pate. struck the tree. nc
'hew,' said the white one. as he suck
his knuckles. and the black one, WI
ounting his wheel sped away. er
That kind of accident is liable to be
aDpen to heavier weights some day ~,
cycles smashed. If cyclists ride w
rough the court house yard they Sp
lould not yield to temptation. but go fro
'ound those corners slowly and with ,;o
res and ears wide open.
Searching should be made punish Up
BE by a heavy fine, anyway. no mat GU
r what part of town it is INDUCED in" CO.
or
WON Mo AWFTIJ, peril. l.