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WHEELING FOR PLEASURE. 



In February, '96, I undertook to find out 

 how many miles a person, riding merely 

 for pleasure, could cover in a season of 10 

 months. 



At the close of the season I was sur- 

 prised to learn that I had ridden 3,000 

 miles; enough to have covered the dis- 

 tance from New York to Yuma, Arizona. 



We' had a very dry, pleasant summer, 

 that year, and the roads were in excellent 

 condition for wheeling. My riding was 

 done mostly on Sundays, and evenings, 

 with my club friends. By starting in the 

 morning and returning the same day we 

 managed to visit most of the cities, towns, 

 and villages, within a radius of 60 miles of 

 New York. 



I rode, during September and October, 

 874 miles, making only 2 centuries in that 

 time, and these were with the club. The 

 greatest distance I ever rode in one day 

 was 128 miles. This was done in 12 hours. 



In all this riding I have never received 

 a scratch. I have been in several collisions, 

 but my wheel always got the worst of them. 

 In one instance I had to ride 22 miles, with 

 only one pedal, the other having been 

 broken off at the crank. 



Geo. A. Einsetter, 

 Century Wheelmen, New York. 



CHOICE OF NECKS. 



See the girl! 



The girl is falling on the neck of the 

 man. 



Does the girl fall on the neck of the man 

 because they are alone in the gloaming? 



Partly. 



Chiefly, however, the girl falls on the 

 neck of the man because she is learning to 

 ride the wheel, and the man is her in- 

 structor, and she chooses to fall on any 

 old neck rather than on her own. — Detroit 

 Journal. 



GOOD ROADS. 



A writer in the L. A. W. Bulletin says: 



I saw a gang of prisoners, in Atlanta, Ga., 

 building a first-class road. They were 

 working out their salvation, giving the 

 county good roads; conflicting in no way 

 with free labor, and who can say they were 

 not better off, morally, in God's free air 

 than when penned up, in idleness, in a foul- 

 smelling prison? 



On the island of Jamaica, where I made 

 a bicycle tour last winter, and where they 

 have the best roads this side of the Atlantic, 

 we saw 2 large prison gangs at work pre- 

 paring material for roads. There must 

 have been over 300 in each gang, but we 

 could not make a careful estimate of the 

 number because we had to keep moving. 



There could be no more effective plan 



for getting rid of tramps, or of that class 

 of men who steal and fight, and are sent 

 up for 6 months, filling our jails at great 

 cost to the people, than to make them 

 work. They should be compelled to earn 

 their living by working on the roads, where 

 they would do free labor the least harm. 



RUBBING IT IN. 



He was all out of breath as he jumped 

 from his wheel, hastened to a ticket office 

 in the little suburban station, and anxiously 

 inquired: 



" Can I catch the 4.30 express to Jersey 

 City?" 



Never a hair turned the official, as he 

 looked up from the paper he was reading 

 and answered: 



" That depends on how fast you can ride, 

 young fellow. She left here 5 minutes 

 ago." — Exchange. 



William H. Baldwin, president of the 

 Long Island Railroad, has joined the L. A. 

 W. and is planning a great scheme for the 

 benefit of wheelmen. His proposition is 

 to convert Long Island into a wheelman's 

 paradise. He proposes to do this by ap- 

 pealing to and encouraging the different 

 communities on the island to improve their 

 highways, to. build cycle paths and to ar- 

 range for the generous treatment of all 

 touring and visiting riders. 



President Baldwin has employed a spe- 

 cial agent, in connection with the passen 

 ger department of his road, to- get up 

 printed matter and maps, showing the va- 

 rious routes for wheelmen with descrip- 

 tions of roads, scenery and hotel accommo- 

 dations, showing where best to start from 

 in making short runs or long tours. This 

 literature will be spread broadcast for the 

 information of riders. He says " Long Isl- 

 and will be made a cyclists' paradise before 

 we get through with it." 



One of the most delightful bicycle rides, 

 out of New York, is that over what is 

 known as the Seabright circuit. To make 

 this you leave from foot of West 14th 

 street, by steamer Mary Patten or Elberon, 

 at 8.30 or 9 a.m. and reach Seabright at 12 

 m. Here you disembark and ride down 

 Ocean avenue 6 miles, crossing the 

 Shrewsbury river at Pleasure Bay, near the 

 Hotel Avenel; go West to the famous 

 Rumson road and North on this to Sea- 

 bright, where you connect with the return 

 boat, reaching New York again at 8 p.m. 



The sail is about 60 miles and the ride 22 

 miles, over the finest series of roads in the 

 country. Steamboat fare, for the round 

 trip, is but 50 cents. 



