Spring had come at last, and the streets of American cities rang with a shrill whirring of bells. For this was 1896, when modern- minded young people were eagerly pursuing happiness on wheels. The bicycle craze--newest ritual of triumphant national progress --had swept the country. Old-fashioned folk deplored it. Genteel conservatives were gratified when an eminent clergyman, Reverend Asa D. Blackburn, spoke in their behalf. The press commended his sermon: "You cannot serve God and skylark on a bicycle."
But even the highest circles of fashion had succumbed to this vogue. And the approval of "society" promised to offset a merely . . .
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