NOVEMBER 20, 18 —.

It's quite a show, and strikes me a good deal —

How many ride around here on a wheel;

The streets are graded very smooth and nice,

And make this town the wheelman's paradise.

A brother-farmer — neighbor, once, to me —

Who's down here, like myself, to hear and see,

Told me, last night, before we “doused the glim,”

How a young wheel-chap got the start of him.

‘ Twould skip my memory, maybe, if I'd let it;

I'll put it down here so I sha'n' t forget it.