{"1": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3668", "width": "2467", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0001.jp2"}, "2": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3428", "width": "2252", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0002.jp2"}, "3": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3432", "width": "2268", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0003.jp2"}, "4": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3428", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0004.jp2"}, "5": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3444", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0005.jp2"}, "6": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3440", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0006.jp2"}, "7": {"fulltext": "A Bicyclist s Dream\\nof rhe\\nRoad to Heaven\\nWirh illuslrations\\nBY J. BUNYSM LE/V\\\\ON\\nMANCHESTER, N. H.\\nPrin.ted by the John B.Clarke Company\\n1899", "height": "3436", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0007.jp2"}, "8": {"fulltext": "49486\\nCOPYEIGHT, 1899,\\nBY\\nJ. BuJfYAN Lemon.\\nII.LrSTEATED BY\\nJ. ED. COFFIN,\\nMANCIIESTEE, N. 11.", "height": "3444", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0008.jp2"}, "9": {"fulltext": "Dedicated\\nTO\\nMiss Lelia B. Parrish,\\nWHOM I MET IN THE PARK OF YoUTH,\\nAMD WHO HAS EVER SINCE\\nBEEN MY DELIGHTFUL COMPANION\\nON OUR JOURNEY\\nTOWARD THE SEA OF ETERNITY.", "height": "3448", "width": "2228", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0009.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3424", "width": "2244", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0010.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": "PEEFACE.\\n^^HIS little book for more than a year has been iu process\\nof development during the spare moments of a bu y\\npastor s life. The author hopes that every one -who reads it\\nwill be delighted to recommend it to others, and thus help\\nto carry on the good work which this presentation of spirit-\\nual truth is intended to accomplish.\\nJ. BUXYAX Lemox.\\nPastors Study. First Baptist Church,\\nManchrster, H.\\nNovemher, 1899.", "height": "3448", "width": "2220", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0011.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3428", "width": "2252", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0012.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "For tlie cliild shall die an hundred years old. 7sa. Ixv. 20.\\na BICYCLISP5 DRCAN\\nor THE ROAD TO HEANTN.\\nCHAPTEE I.\\nIN my dream I had just made a century ran\\nfrom Infancy to Old Age, and was resting\\nclose to the water^s brink on the shore of the Great\\nWestern Sea of Eternity. In the morning, when\\nwe started on our journey, we were a party of one\\nhundred in number; but now, at the close of day,\\nthere were only seven of us who had reached the\\ndestination for which we started.\\n7", "height": "3448", "width": "2228", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0013.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "8\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nWhen we entered the beantifnl park of Youth\\nwe were all together. Bnt there the trees and\\nflowers and grass invited ns to dismount and rest,\\nor to turn aside from the straight road of Progress\\nand meander aimlessly around through shadowy\\ndells, alongside sparkling streams and placid lakes.\\nSome of our party yielded to the temptation and\\nspent the very best hours of the morning in ac-\\ncomplishing nothing at all. Moreover, they used\\nup much of their strength and money in entertain-\\ning one another with frivolous sport, social gather-\\nings, and fascinating games. Doubtless they had\\na .good time, but that was not the special object\\n^vhich we set out to attain when we started on this\\njourney.\\nOnly seven of us reached the goal which was\\nset before us. iind when we reached it, we laid\\ndown our wheels upon the beach with one accord,\\nand seated ourselves comfortably in a group to\\nwatch the sun go down into the wild and restless\\nwaves of that limitless expanse before us, a sea\\nout into which countless millions have sailed, but\\nnone returned.\\nAVhile we were gazing into that distant sk}^, I\\nsaw a vision which my soul shall not forget until\\nthe sea of Eternity itself has passed away. Clouds\\nof fantastic shapes gathered about that setting sun,\\nand fashioned themselves into a golden city, with\\nwalls of jasper and gates of pearl. And as they", "height": "3448", "width": "2268", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0014.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n9\\nwere doing so, in the midst of them I canght a\\nglimpse of Paradise, where angels walk at eventide\\nand commune with the white-robed saints of re-\\ndeemed humanity. And I saw familiar faces there\\nand beckoning hands. But the glory of the\\nseraphim and cherubim above them so completely\\neclipsed the brightness of the saints that I could\\nnot long distinguish the forms and faces of my\\nloved ones.\\nPerhaps it was the great round setting sun,\\nwhose outer rim I faintly saw reflected a hundred\\ntimes in those mysterious, ever-changing clouds,\\nlike wheelmen chasing each other in fairyland;\\nor perhaps an angel anointed mine eyes to see\\nunderneath the cherubim such wheels as the\\nprophet Ezekiel saw in the vision revealed to him\\nby the river of Chebar; or perhaps I had ridden\\nso far, and had watched my wheel so closely, that\\nI could see nothing else but wheels continually.\\nAt any rate, no matter what the cause may have\\nbeen, I saw in that glorious sunset wheels upon\\nwheels, all kinds of wheels, wheels full of eyes\\nlike the ones the prophet Ezekiel saw, and wheels\\nfilled with living spirits, so that every part, whether\\ntire or spoke or axle or hub, had a distinct per-\\nsonalit}^, with a story to tell, a lesson to illustrate,\\nand a moral to teach.\\nI turned to my companions to draw their atten-\\ntion to the marvelously fascinating scene. But I", "height": "3448", "width": "2212", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0015.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "lo A BICYCLISTS DREAM.\\nfound them already gazing steadfastly npon it in\\nquiet, soul-stirring meditation.\\nNot a word was spoken by any of us until the\\nvision disappeared. But when it had vanished\\nout of sight the others intuitively turned toward\\nme, an ordained teacher of spiritual truth, and\\ndesired to know what interpretation they should\\ngive to the signs which they had seen.\\nThereupon I set my wheel before them, and\\nwith lead-pencil in hand I wrote in large letters\\nupon the tire of the forward wheel the word\\nFaith, and upon the tire of the rear wheel the word\\nWorhs. As I wrote these words I asked if any\\none of them could tell me how any cyclist could\\nhope to make satisfactory progress on the road to\\nheaven without understanding something of the\\ntrue relation of faith to works.\\nThey gave their opinions readily, buf they\\ndiffered widely in their conclusions, though they\\nall admitted that the wheels which they had seen\\nin the vision were so represented. When they\\nfound that they could not agree in this matter,\\nand that not one of them had reached a conclusion\\nthat was entirely satisfactory to himself, they en-\\ntreated me to explain to them the vision without\\nregard to the opinions they had expressed, that\\nwhile the scene was yet fresh in memory they\\nmight associate with it the right interpretation\\nthereof.", "height": "3448", "width": "2248", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0016.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "What doth it profit, my brethren, though a man say he hath\\nfaith, and have not works Can faith save him \u00e2\u0080\u0094James ii. 14.\\nCHAPTEE II.\\nI TOOK my stand on the otliei^ side of my wheel,\\nso that my audience might have an unobstructed\\nview of the tires, spokes, and pedals. I explained\\nto them that the forward wheel in a bicycle is\\nthe guiding wheel, just as faith is the guiding\\nagency in the spiritual life. And the rear wheel\\nin a bicycle is the pushing wheel, just as good\\nworks in the Christian life are necessary in order\\nto advance and develop one s faith. Neither of\\nthese wheels can render the service for which it\\nwas created without the assistance of the other.\\nII", "height": "3448", "width": "2204", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0017.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "i2 A BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nIn the vision wliicli we saw/ I went on to\\nexplain, the axle of the forward wheel was named\\nHope, becanse hope is the center aronnd which\\nfaith revolves, and because hope is the indis-\\npensable support of faith. The axle of the rear\\nwheel was named Love, because it is the source\\nof all good works and the center from which the\\npropelling power is distributed to every part of\\nthe machine.\\nThe wheels which we saw in the clouds had one\\nstriking peculiarit}^ In all of them the central\\naxle, or pedal-shaft, was shaped like a heart inside\\nof a sprocket wheel, to which the pedals, named\\nPrayer and Praise, were joined by strong arms or\\nlevers. This was a forceful illustration of that\\nold Proverb of King Solomon which says, ^Keep\\nthy heart with all diligence; for out of it are the\\nissues of life. Every bicycler knows that this part\\nof his machine must be kept in good order if he\\nwishes to make progress easily and satisfactorily.\\nFor this is the point where life enters into the\\nmachinery, and this is the part that must always\\nrender perfect obedience to the rider and must\\nalways be kept under perfect control if danger is\\nto be avoided. This is true in the spiritual world,\\nwhere it is taught with special emphasis that\\nprayer and praise must be joined to the heart with\\nstrong impulses in order to be effective.", "height": "3444", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0018.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n13\\nThe liandle-bar was named Judgment, because\\nit is the source from which faith and hope receive\\ntheir direction. But the agents which most in-\\nfluence Judgment were represented as Sentiment\\nand Eeason, personified as the two corkaline\\nhandles.\\nIn the vision which we saw there were wheels\\nwith and wheels without chains. But every chain\\nthat we saw was made up of small links named\\nCharity. These small links, riveted together by\\na common tie into an endless bond, conveyed the\\npower from the sprocket wheel of the heart to\\nthe progressive wheel of good works, according to\\nthe directions given by the pedals of prayer and\\npraise. In the chainless wheels that we saAv the\\nsame thing was accomplished by skillfully wrought\\nmechanism which was hidden from our sight.\\nMisses A^era and Mabel Parrish have chainless\\nwheels, but the rest of us have not. I confess that\\nthe last ten miles of our century run today tired\\nme more than the twenty previous ones. This was\\nbecause my chain had gathered dust until it was\\nclogged and dry. But I noticed that the chain-\\nless wheels of the Misses Parrish were in perfect\\ntrim for another century run when they dis-\\nmounted at the end of this one. For the dust\\ncould not get into the running-gear of their wheels.\\nIn the spiritual world there are people whose\\nevery little act of benevolence is made known to", "height": "3448", "width": "2196", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0019.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "14\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nthe public. The Pharisees of olden time were of\\nthis sort. They would sound a trumpet before\\nthem in the synagogues or in the streets or wher-\\never they were about to make an offering. Those\\nwho follow their example today are often annoyed\\nby the dust and mud of unkind criticism. Even\\nwhen our intentions are good and our motives pure,\\nour charitable deeds are often misunderstood and\\ncriticised, until the benevolent wheels of many\\nrich men and organizations run very slowly and\\nsluggishly. But when our alms are done in secret\\nwe are riding the improved chainless wheels on\\nour road to heaven, and the unkind world cannot\\nthrow dust or mud upon the running-gear of our\\nmachinery.\\nWhen I first saw the vision I thought it was\\nthe reflection of our own wheels from the banks\\nto the water and from the water to the clouds.\\nFor I saw a tandem precisely like the one on which\\nMr. and Mrs. Felix made this century run. But\\nwhen I saw that there were words engraven on\\nevery part of it, and that I could even read the\\nnames of the spokes in the rear wheel, I knew that\\nI was looking upon an illustration of spiritual\\ntruth.^\\nI saw that wheel and made a special note of\\nall the words that were written upon it, remarked\\nMrs. Felix, whose face was flushed with intense\\ninterest, not to say real excitement, as though one", "height": "3444", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0020.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN. 15\\nhad spoken to her from among the living spirits\\nrevealed in that glorified tandem as it swept\\nthrough the clouds into the plains of Paradise.\\nAnd may we not have the pleasure of hearing\\ndirectly from Mrs. Felix what her observations\\nwere before I proceed further to interpret the\\nvision? I asked.\\nBy all means, responded a chorus of voices.\\nThereupon Mrs. Felix began to tell us a most won-\\nderful story, which thrilled us more than the vision\\nitself had done.", "height": "3448", "width": "2196", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0021.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "For the woman which hath an husband is bound by the law\\nto her husband so long as he liveth. \u00e2\u0080\u0094Roin. vii. 2.\\nCHAPTEE III.\\nUpon the forward wheel of this tandem/^ said\\nMrs. Felix, I saw, inscribed in large letters, the\\nwords New Testament, and upon the rear wheel\\nthe words Old Testament. The spokes of the for-\\nward wheel were named Grace, Truth, Peace, and\\nJoy. The spokes of the rear wheel were Tem-\\nperance, Honesty, Chastity, and Patience. Every\\npart of the mechanism seemed to be of the very\\nbest material.\\ni6", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0022.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "A BICYCLISTS DREAM.\\n17\\nThe riders were a gentleman and lady, who\\nseemed to be husband and wife. The lady was\\nin front, as is customary, but the part assigned to\\nher by her husband was simply to guide the wheel.\\nHe was doing all the hard work of pushing, as was\\nmanifested by the sweat of his face and the tri-\\numphant movement of his muscles. I noticed,\\nhowever, that now and then she did a little push-\\ning also, in order to make his burden lighter. But\\nhe seemed happier when she was taking it easy,\\nsimply guiding the wheel, enjoying her surround-\\nings, and delighting herself in the fruits of his\\nlabors and the pleasure of his companionship.\\nI think there was also instruction in the rela-\\ntion of her position to the forward wheel. Mne\\ntenths of her weight rested on that wheel, and her\\njoy and safety depended on keeping that wheel\\nclear of all obstructions. The New Testament is\\nwoman s part of the Bible. It exalts her. It was\\nto a woman s ears that the message of the incarna-\\ntion of Immanuel was first proclaimed. It\\nwas to a woman s ears that Jesus first an-\\nnounced that He was the Messiah. It was to\\na woman s ears that the first message came from\\nthe risen Lord. The most beautiful illustration\\nof His marvelous sanctifying and transforming\\npower while on earth was the woman, Mary Mag-\\ndalene. The most charming manifestation of de-\\nvotion recorded in the New Testament was seen\\n2", "height": "3448", "width": "2188", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0023.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "i8 A BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nin the alabaster box of ointment with which a\\nwoman anointed the feet of her Lord. The most\\nillnstrions example of generosity ever seen in this\\nworld was the woman that Jesns saw casting\\nher two mites into the treasury.\\nThe New Testament and Old Testament are\\nonly other names for faith and works. And as\\nfaith without works is dead, so the New Testament\\nwithout the Old cannot accomplish the pnrpose\\nfor which it was made. Were the New Testament\\nto break down, woman would fall into the dust and\\nbe crushed by man, simply because man also would\\nfall, and the laws of gravitation make it impossible\\nfor him to do otherwise.\\nMany a woman, however, has suffered, not be-\\ncause of any accident to the wheel which she is\\nguiding, whose spokes are made of grace and truth\\nand virtue and joy, but because of her husband^s\\ncarelessness in breaking the spokes of the rear\\nwheel, which were intended to bear him up and\\nmake him useful and happy. What lady would\\nenjoy riding on a tandem with a gentleman if she\\nknew that he had already broken the spoke of tem-\\nperance, honesty, or chastity? He could not fall\\nwithout danger of hurting her, even though she be\\nnot at all at fault.\\nI have seen women married to men with the\\navowed purpose of reforming them. The experi-\\nment usually proves a failure. For the under-", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0024.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n19\\ntaking is just as difficult to accomplish as it is for\\na lady to get on a tandem with, a drunken man and\\nsuccessfully wheel him home.\\nWhen Mr. Felix and I made up our minds\\nto undertake this century run, I arranged to bring\\nwith me a camera which I call Memory. It works\\nlike a kodak, and never fails to take in the whole\\nsituation instantly. Moreover, by a secret process,\\nit immediately develops the photograph perfectly.\\nI had an understanding with Mr. Felix that when-\\never I desired to photograph a scene he would at\\nonce assume the entire responsibility of pushing,\\nsteering, and controlling the wheel. The result is\\nthat I have a number of interesting photographs,\\nwhich I mean to keep as souvenirs of this journey.\\nShow them to us, show them to us exclaimed\\na quartet of voices. Mr. Felix himself at last\\njoined in our request, and it was then unanimous.", "height": "3448", "width": "2176", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0025.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "Even so ye also outwardly appear righteous unto men, but\\nwitliin ye are full of hypocrisy and iniquity. \u00e2\u0080\u0094J/aif. xxiii. 28.\\nCHAPTEE ly.\\nThe first picture that Mrs. Felix showed to ns\\nv/as the one which she took of Mr. Cutprice Cheap-\\ngoods soon after he started with ns on onr century\\nrun. It was the name of his wheel which attracted\\nevery one^s attention more than anything else about\\nit. He claimed that it was the cheapest machine\\non the market^ and as good as the best. He never\\nwould tell us how much he paid for it;, but he was\\nvery fond of reminding us how extravagant we\\nwere in purchasing wheels at exorbitant prices iu\\norder to get the benefit of the trade-mark of prom-\\ninent manufacturing concerns.\\n20", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0026.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "A BICYCLIST S DREAM.\\n21\\nMrs. Felix suspected that somethmg would hap-\\npen to that wonderful wheel before the sun went\\ndown, and so she photographed it and its rider\\nduring th^e very first mile of our journey. While\\nwe were looking at the picture she told us what\\nhappened to him.\\nAs we were going up that heavy grade near\\nthe top of Liberty Hill, something suddenly\\nsnapped in that wonderfully cheap wheel. Mr.\\nWarner Amicus, who was following next to him\\nin line, promptly informed him that one of the\\nspokes in his rear wheel had broken. It was the\\nspoke named Patience.\\n^^To our great surprise, Mr. Cheapgoods paid no\\nattention to the warning whatever,- except to sar-\\ncastically remark that if nothing worse than that\\never happened to him he would surely finish the\\ncentury run ahead of Mr. Amicus.\\nJust as he was reaching the summit of the hill\\nanother spoke broke. It was the spoke named\\nTemperance. Thereupon Mr. Amicus urged him\\nto dismount and to repair his wheel, and promised\\nto assist him. But Mr. Cheapgoods was evidently\\nvexed at the situation and unwilling to acknowledge\\nthat he was in need of assistance. He turned his\\nflushed face toward Mr, Amicus in a fit of passion,\\nand asked him to mind his own business. He then\\nsaid he did not care one whit if all the spokes\\nsnapped in two.", "height": "3448", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0027.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "22\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nHe had hardly finished the sentence when two\\nother spokes broke simultaneously. They were\\nChastity and Honesty. The report was so loud and\\nunmistakable that we demanded of him to betake\\nhimself out of our company, or else retreat to the\\nrear of the line. For he was at that time right in\\nthe midst of us, going down Liberty Hill at such a\\nrapid rate that we could not fail to realize that a\\nsudden collapse of his wheel might cause others\\nto be seriously hurt by his fall.\\nThen he reached out his fingers for the brake\\ncalled Determination. But the handle-bar of his\\njudgment, and his two corkaline handles of senti-\\nment and reason, had become slightly twisted, and\\nthe brake would not work.\\nThis was the first time he seemed to realize in\\nwhat imminent danger he was. And immediately\\nhe put forth almost superhuman strength to back-\\npedal on prayer and praise. I think he would have\\nsucceeded had the axle been right at the sprocket\\nwheel, which was represented to us in. the vision as\\nthe heart. Some of us had noticed that occa-\\nsionally an uneasy clicking sound emanated from\\nthat heart of his machine, which we could not ex-\\nplain on any other ground except that there was\\nsomething wrong with the bearings there.\\nIn that critical hour, when he was straining\\nevery muscle to control his wheel, the crank-shaft\\nbroke. And in a moment, as in the twinkling of", "height": "3444", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0028.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n23\\nan eye, he dashed headlong into the ditch, smash-\\ning his wheel into fragments, and receiving numer-\\nons injuries which will cripple him for life, even\\nif by good fortune they do not prove fatal/\\nWhen she had finished this story, and before\\nshe had removed the next photograph from her\\ncamera to exhibit it to us, I called attention to the\\ntrade-mark which I had observed on the tandem\\nwhich we had seen in the clouds. It was Father,\\nSon, and Holy Ghost. And the name of the firm\\nwas the Trinity Manufacturing Company of Provi-\\ndence. I thought I saw the index finger of an\\nangel s hand pointing to the place where this was\\nwritten on that wheel.\\nI explained to them that it is difficult to tell a\\ngood wheel by the outward appearance of it. I\\nsaid: Much depends upon the metal or spirit of\\nwhich it is composed. There is a world of differ-\\nence between cast-iron, wrought-iron, and steel.\\nBut after it is nickel-plated, enameled, or var-\\nnished, it is hardly possible for an expert to tell the\\ndift erence by outside appearances.\\nSo it is in the spiritual world that one man like-\\nwise differs from another man in quality, capacity,\\nand value. The little boy who was in school at\\nEisenach, in Germany, could boast of no ancestry\\nbut peasants. His father was a miner. But\\nUrsula Cotta thought she saw metal in that boy\\nwhile he stood at her door begging for bread. She", "height": "3448", "width": "2168", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0029.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "24\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nbrought liim in to her fireside^ and warmed him\\nfurther with the sunshine of her benevolent face.\\nShe educated him, called him Martin Luther, and\\nsent him out into the world to bless it and to show\\nto generations then unborn the kind of metal out\\nof which the Trinity Manufacturing Company\\nmakes valuable men.\\nThere was a poor blind girl in isTew York city\\nwho sought admission into the fellowship of a\\nChristian church. She was considered by some an\\nobject of pity, a subject of charity, a perpetual care\\nand burden. But her religion had upon it the\\ntrade-mark of the triune God and her metal stood\\nthe test of the silver-refiner s fire. Fannie J.\\nCrosby, that poor blind girl, has lifted the whole\\nchurch of God on earth infinitely further heaven-\\nward than all the millionaires that ever lived on\\nFifth Avenue of our great metropolis. Tens of\\nthousands of saints have already passed through\\nthe pearly gates singing the songs which she wrote\\nin their hearts, and countless millions are yet to\\nappear in the chorus of the redeemed which her\\nsongs have helped or saved.\\nNine tenths of the value of a bicycle depends\\non the metal in it. And no one knows what that\\nis but the manufacturer. The best of workman-\\nship amounts to but little when the metal is poor.\\nThe name of a reliable manufacturer, who guar-\\nantees both the metal and the workmanship, is", "height": "3432", "width": "2268", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0030.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n25\\nworth more to the purchaser than the difference in\\nprice.\\nMr. Cheapgoods wheel was labelled Special be-\\ncause it was probably made up of parts of numerous\\nother wheels. It is an easy matter to find enough\\nsound parts in three or four wrecked wheels to make\\none whole wheel. Any one can make a wheel of\\nthat kind. It ought to be labelled Unsafe or\\nDangerous. But^ of course, no one would buy a\\nwheel with such a name on it. And in the spiritual\\nworld many awful calamities would be avoided if\\nonly every doctrine could be compelled to bear an\\nexpressive, appropriate, and truthful name.\\nEvery now and then a man leaves the church\\nof an evangelical denomination and starts one of\\nhis own, which he calls Special. He gathers\\naround him a few remnants of some cast-off and\\nbroken-down Methodists, some old plugged tires\\nfrom the Congregationalists and Baptists, a num-\\nber of scarred and well-battered frames from the\\nPresbyterians and Lutherans, and some broken\\nlinks from the endless chain of an unstable crowd\\nof unworthy members in all churches. He calls\\nthis new organization the ^Church of the Holy\\nSaints.^ And he puts this wondrously constructed\\nmachine on the market with a flourishing of\\ntrumpets and undersells all competition. The\\nmachines are quickly sold, and so are the people\\nwho buy them.", "height": "3448", "width": "2180", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0031.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "26\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nI reproved Mr. Cheapgoods on one occasion, in\\nthe presence of his wife and children, by telling\\nhim that if he were instructed by the king to pur-\\nchase a bicycle for the king-^s son, the heir to the\\nthrone, he wonld not think of procuring a cheaply-\\nmade or second-class article. He wonld insist upon\\nhaving a wheel of best material and workmanship.\\nFor the life of the heir is too valuable to be en-\\ndangered by poor material or poor workmanship.\\nI told him that he ought to love his wife and\\nchildren too dearly, and to regard their lives too\\nprecious in his sight, to recommend for them, or\\nto use for himself, a wheel which he would not\\nregard as sufficiently safe for the king s son.\\nI am told that when any one is sick in Mr.\\nCheapgoods family he will not send for a\\nphysician until the sufferer is very, very low. And\\nthat then he always sends for the cheapest doctor,\\nno matter how ignorant or disreputable the man\\nis. He had a beautiful little child, a girl five\\nyears old, who died twelve months ago. I am\\nreliably informed that the poor little creature need\\nnot have died if her father had sent for a good\\nphysician, or if he had sent for any physician at\\nall in due time. The little thing was suffering\\nintensely, and she begged her father to call a\\ndoctor for her. But he told her that she could get\\non without one and that she would get over it next\\nday. But when the next day came she was uncon-", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0032.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n27\\nscions^ and so he then went to town and got a new\\ncheap one^ who aroused her to consciousness and\\nforced her to take such a dose that she died within\\ntwo hours.\\n^^Mr. Cheapgoods is a man of considerable prop-\\nerty. He has mortgages amounting to thousands\\nof dollars. For this reason I could not have\\ngrieved over his misfortune if he had broken his\\nneck at the same time that he broke his wheel.\\nIn the spiritual world there are thousands of\\nmen like Mr. Cutprice Cheapgoods. They never\\ngive a moment s consideration to the question of\\nwhat is the best and most scriptural church in the\\nworld. They never ask whether it has on it the\\ntrade-mark of the Trinity Manufacturing Com-\\npany. They risk their eternal life on creeds which\\nthey have never carefully examined. Many awful\\ncalamities result. Over the precipice into the\\neternal abyss they plunge, xlnd all because they\\nset out on the road to heaven with unreliable^, un-\\northodox wheels^ which they never would have\\nowned if they had not considered one wheel as\\ngood as another so long as they have similar out-\\nside appearances and are all going in the same\\ndirection.\\nAVhen I had finished making these explanations\\nMrs. Felix said:\\nLet me now produce my second photograph,", "height": "3448", "width": "2192", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0033.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "28\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM.\\nand if you think yon can see in it any spiritual\\nimport of real value I would like to have you state\\nwhat it is.\\nAs she said this she opened her camera and took\\ntherefrom the picture of John E. Blatant and his\\nwheel.", "height": "3440", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0034.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "Thou liast faith the devils also helieve and tremble.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0094Jas. a. 18, 19.\\nCHAPTER y.\\nI HAVE two photographs of this wheel and one\\nof another wheel just like it/^ she said as she\\nbrought out this one. What do yon think of its\\nspiritual import as it appeared when we started\\non our journey, at which time this photograph was\\ntaken r\\nI should call this an anti-missionary wheel/\\nI replied, because of its monstrous big faith and\\nnotorious little works. It is a good wheel to ride\\nwhen one wants to commit involuntary suicide.\\n29", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0035.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "30 A BICYCLIST S DREAM\\n^^It is a heterodox wheel. Almost the entire\\nweight of the rider is on the large wheel of faith.\\nHe would have no wheel of works at all if he conld\\nget on without it. He has made it as small as it\\ncould possibly be made without danger of it be-\\ncoming a positive hindrance. Nevertheless this\\nsort of wheel is very fashionable in the spiritual\\nworld, regardless of the fact that it is so manifestly\\nheterodox and so emphatically dangerous.\\nI have heard one hundred testimonies in prayer\\nmeeting, and ninety-nine of them bore directly\\nupon faith rather than works. I have heard one\\nhundred prayers, and more than half of them\\npetitioned the Heavenly Father for more faith.\\nNow and then I have heard one devoutly thank\\nGod for the privilege he has had of relieving some\\ndestitute family, of contributing to the spread of\\nthe gospel among the heathen, of comforting some\\none in distress, or of leading some soul to Christ.\\nBut such prayers are few. Men seem to feel that\\nthe numerous opportunities to help somebody are\\nthe deviPs plans of annoying them instead of God^s\\nplans for testing them, developing them, and pre-\\nparing them for a higher sphere of usefulness in\\nthe world to come.\\n^^This sort of wheel is out-of-date. It repre-\\nsents the crude ideas of well-meaning men, who\\nwere both faithful and skillful in their efforts to\\ndiscover the perfect bicycle. They were inspired", "height": "3440", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0036.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN: 31\\nwith new ideas^ but they were not able to realize\\ntheir dreams. They had to leave their task for\\ntheir children to finish. And with this material in\\nhand their children have constructed the modern\\nwheel and found the perfect bicycle for which\\ntheir fathers sought. But these children would\\nprobably never have accomplished this had not\\ntheir noble fathers left to them this crude wheel\\non which to ride into a new world of thought.\\nThis wheel;, therefore, represents a certain stage\\nof progress and enlightenment in the search after\\ntruth.\\nIn the spiritual world there wa^j once a time\\nwhen men thought that works were of small con-\\nsideration in comparison with faith and purity of\\nlife. And the product of that sort of crude think-\\ning was the hermit, who withdrew from the social\\nlife of the people and made his home in the caves\\nof the mountains. There he could no longer be\\ndisturbed by the cry of the oppressed, nor by the\\nemaciated faces and outstretched bony hands of\\nthe starving children in the streets. Alone in his\\ncave he could meditate on divine things and hold\\ncommunion with God undisturbed by the noise and\\nclamor of the outside world, where tales of woe\\nand of crime filled the air.\\nThat day has passed. It represented the stage\\nof progress in the faithful search after truth by\\nmen of noble impulses, who were faithful unto", "height": "3448", "width": "2204", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0037.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "32\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\ndeath, and who dreamed of a perfect type of\\nChristianity unto which they did not attain, though\\nthey sought for it diligently through many years.\\nThere are hermits today in the spiritual world.\\nSome of them are in New York city, Boston, and\\nChicago. Some of them have immense wealth.\\nThey do not live in the limestone caves of the\\nm.ountains, but in brownstone palaces on the\\navenue, where they are much better protected from\\nthe cry of the oppressed and from the pitiful sight\\nof the helpless and suffering.\\nThe up-to-date Christian has learned that in-\\nstead of having a little wheel of works following\\na big wheel of faith, the one ought to be as large\\nas the other. They are related to one another as\\nthe law of action and reaction, or as positive and\\nnegative electricity. The man whose left arm is\\nshorter than his right is not more manifestly de-\\nformed than is he whose faith is greater than his\\nworks. As a man whose right leg is shorter than\\nhis left hobbles along the street, so are many\\nChristians limping along the road to heaven be-\\ncause their works are not equal to their faith.\\nWe are not born into this world simply to live\\nby faith and to cultivate faith. So far as we know\\nwe shall have no particular use for faith when this\\nlife is ended. Faith, therefore, is not the end to\\nbe sought for, but the means to accomplish some\\nother end. We are born into this world to be", "height": "3436", "width": "2340", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0038.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n33\\ntrained here for service In the world to come. We\\nhave not mastered the lesson which we are sent to\\nthis earthly school to learn imtil we know how to\\nserve God and our fellow men to the best possible\\nadvantage. He who learns this lesson well will\\nbe promoted to a high position of honor in heaven.\\nHe who refuses to learn this lesson may have a\\nlai ge faith, but as his faith will be of no particular\\nvalue to him in heaven, and as he has no training\\nfor service, it is difficult to foretell what his destiny\\nwill be. For the Scriptures declare that we shall\\nbe rewarded according to our works and not accord-\\ning to our faith.\\nJohn E. Blatant ought to have learned to ride\\nthe little wheel of his machine instead of the big\\none. Then he would have realized in the begin-\\nning that he could not make a century run with\\nus, and so he would not have attempted it. Y/hat\\nbecame of him?^", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0039.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "But wilt tliou know, O vain man, tliat faith without works\\nis dead. \u00e2\u0080\u0094James it. 20.\\nCHAPTEE YI.\\nThis is what became of John E. Blatant, re-\\nplied Mrs. Felix, holding np this photograph so\\nthat all of ns might see it at the same instant. He\\nkept pace with ns very well, she said, nntil he\\ncame to the toll-gate. There he got into a con-\\ntroversy with the keeper of the gate abont paying\\nhis toll. He refused to pay it, and complained\\nmnch abont the nnsatisfactory condition of the\\nroad. He accnsed the gate-keeper of being a\\nswindler in asking exorbitant toll and then ex-\\npending but little of it in keeping the road in\\n34", "height": "3448", "width": "2308", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0040.jp2"}, "41": {"fulltext": "A BICYCLIST S DREAM.\\n35\\nproper condition. He gave a dozen or more rea-\\nsons why toll-gates should be abolished. At first\\nthe gate-keeper was patient and pleasant, but finally\\nhe got red in the face and demanded Mr. Blatant s\\nfare at once witliont further controversy, threaten-\\ning to have him arrested if he attempted to proceed\\nwithout paying. Mr. Blatant then paid the\\ncharges, but it was too late then to prevent our\\nparty from feeling ashamed of him, and so we\\nproceeded on our journey wishing that he had staid\\nat home.\\n^About a mile from that toll-gate there were\\nsome small stones in the road scattered here and\\nthere as if workmen had carelessly dropped\\nthem from their wagons while making some repairs\\nin a culvert close by. The sight of them seemed\\nto make Mr. Blatant angry, and in consequence he\\nV\\\\ as, of course, a bit nervous. I think that was\\nthe reason why he lost the control of his wheel and\\nstruck the largest stone of them all in such a way\\nthat it threw him over his wheel. The rest of us\\nwere not annoyed in the least by the presence of\\nthose stones, and so we had no difficulty in passing\\nthem/*\\nThere is a lesson in that, I exclaimed, begging\\npardon for the interruption, Svhich I would like\\nto emphasize while we are all looking at this photo-\\ngraph and thinking of what Mrs. Felix has just", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0041.jp2"}, "42": {"fulltext": "36\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nsaid. Let those stones represent tlie collections-\\ntciken in our cliiirclies for benevolent works.\\nThe one stone which Mr. Blatant passed suc-\\ncessfully is the o:ffering received for the poor. He\\nnever made any outcry against that offerings but\\nrarely ever had much spare change with him when\\nthat collection was taken. Let the stone which he\\nran against represent the offering for Foreign mis-\\nsions. He never did like the appearance of that\\nstone, and always became nervous whenever his\\npastor suggested that the road to heaven seemed\\nto have such obstacles in it. He claimed that when\\nhe paid for his seat in church, which he always\\ndid with as much delay and reluctance as that which\\nthe gate-keeper discovered in him at the toll-gate,,\\nhe expected that the road to heaven would be per^\\nfectly smooth after that. He claimed that the\\nminister who allowed any other collections to be\\ntaken in his church should be punished for not\\nkeeping the road to heaven in the good, easy-going\\ncondition which the large amount of money paid\\nto the pastor ought to accomplish.\\nA short time ago, when he saw that a collection\\nfor Home missions. State missions. Publication\\nsociety, and Ministerial education was in the regular\\npathway, he became greatly excited, seemed to lose\\nhis equanimity, and ran with full speed against the\\noffering for Foreign missions. His ability to use\\nadjectives, sarcasm, and vituperation was displayed", "height": "3448", "width": "2272", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0042.jp2"}, "43": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN. 37\\nbefore the entire cliurcli iri a most marvelous^ not\\nto say shocking, manner.\\nI once knew a deacon who rode a bicycle of that\\nkind. I always thonght that sort of a wheel was\\nparticularly unbecoming to a deacon. I imagined\\nthat he bought it because it was cheap. For though\\nhe had millions of money yet he was an awfully\\ncheap deacon. You could hire him to do almost\\nany sort of a thing if he could be assured that it\\nwould pay a seven per cent annual dividend in\\ngold coin.\\nHe had a monstrous big faith. I think I never\\nsaw so large a faith. He delighted in singing\\n^Just as I am, without one plea.^ He seemed to\\nbelieve that God would save him just as he was,\\nwithout alteration or amendment. I could not be-\\nlieve one half of that without danger of bursting\\nthe circumference of my imagination. He be-\\nlieved that he knew practically all that there is in\\nthe Bible, and that he did not need any one to in-\\nstruct or to advise him in spiritual matters. But\\nhe confessed that he had never had the time to\\nread the Bible through since he was a boy, and\\nthat for the last tvrenty years his business affairs\\nhad required so much of his attention that he had\\nnot been able to devote fifteen minutes a day to\\nthe consecutive study of any portion of the Scrip-\\ntures.", "height": "3448", "width": "2216", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0043.jp2"}, "44": {"fulltext": "38\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\n0 yes, he had a monstrous big faith I went\\nto him once for some money to purchase food and\\nclothes for the little children of a starving woman\\nwhose husband was a common drunkard. The man\\nhad once worked for him and had been discharged\\nfor alcoholism and incompetency. The deacon\\nimpatiently heard my story and then said that the\\nworthless fellow ought to take care of his own\\nfamily. He said, moreover, that if business men\\nwould respond to all the appeals made to them\\nnowadays they would all be bankrupt in sis\\nmonths.\\nMy countenance probably revealed my sore dis-\\nappointment. For as I was going out of his office\\nhe remarked to me that he had faith to believe that\\nhe knew his own business better than other people\\ndid, and that he would esteem it a favor to be\\nallowed to make his own choice as to where and\\nwhen he should give money, without unsolicited\\nsuggestions from the pastor or any one else. More-\\nover, he informed me at that time, with a great\\ndeal of emphasis on the remark, that usually he\\ndid not let his right hand know what his left hand\\nwas doing. I think that on one occasion and an-\\nother I heard him repeat that text more than fifty\\ntimes, but I never saw him practice it once.\\nHe had a monstrous big faith. But his works\\nwere so small I never could find them. I made\\nsome inquiries as to how he became a deacon. The", "height": "3444", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0044.jp2"}, "45": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n39\\nbrethren said that they elected hmi to that office,\\nhoping thereby to interest him in the affairs of the\\nchurch and incidentally to obtain some large offer-\\ning from him. But they confessed that the Lord\\nhad not blessed their chnrch very much since that\\nelection was held, and that neither that deacon nor\\nthe Lord had been very regular in their attendance\\nupon the services held in their chnrch during the\\nlast fcAY years.\\n1 heard from there a few days ago. The deacon\\nhad just perfected a. fatal header for himself after\\nknocking six pastors into the ditch and seriously\\nwounding the seventh one.\\nPraise the Lord! shouted Mr. Wesley when\\nhe heard that the deacon had finally been excluded\\nfrom the fellowship of the saints. At this spon-\\ntaneous outburst of Methodist enthusiasm we en-\\njoyed a hearty laugh, in which Mrs. Felix joined.\\nAmen! replied our Episcopalian friend, Mr.\\nEitual, in the assumed voice of an illustrious\\ntragedian, whose delivery he could imitate with\\ndramatic effect.\\nBetter wait until you see my next photograph\\nof that wlieel, remarked Mrs. Felix as she pro-\\nceeded to get the next one from her camera.", "height": "3448", "width": "2188", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0045.jp2"}, "46": {"fulltext": "Neither do I exercise myself in great matters, or in things\\ntoo high for me. Ps. cxxxL 1.\\nCHAPTEE yil.\\nThis is the pliotograph of Jolin E. Blata-nt^s\\nwifGj remarked Mrs. Felix, as she held it up to view.\\n1 should have shown this to yon before T showed\\nto yon the last one, if I had followed the order in\\nwhich they were taken. For I obtained this one\\nsoon after Ave had started on onr jonrney, jnst as we\\nwere passing Mr. Blatant s honse. The pictnre\\nshows three of his small children standing on the\\nroadside to watch their mother go by. They were\\nexceedingly amused at the figure she cut.\\nShe claims that her large faith makes her per-\\nfectly holy. But when her children laughed so\\n40", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0046.jp2"}, "47": {"fulltext": "A BICYCLIST S DREAM.\\n41\\nhilariously at the appearance of a woman riding on\\nthat high wheel alongside of its, she bit her lips\\nin anger, quickly dismounted and wickedly broke\\noff a half-dozen tender sprouts from her husband s\\nfavorite peach tree, and proceeded to the worldly\\ntask of mundane discipline.\\nMr. Blatant saw her break the peach tree sprouts\\nand threatened her furiously. I could not be sure\\nof the words he spoke, but his voice was as the\\nvoice of them that swear. I must presume, how-\\never, that his words were sweet and saintly, for he\\ndeclares that he has not sinned, not even o-nce, for,\\nlo, these many 3 ears.\\nHe came into one of our church prayer-meetings\\na few weeks ago and solemnly affirmed that he had\\nnot committed a sin for ten years, not since he ob-\\ntained the second blessing. Perhaps I ought not to\\nsay he affirmed it solemnly, because his voice was\\nnot solemn. It was not even reverent. It was\\nshockingly boisterous and secular. He railed\\nagainst those who do not ride on high Avheels like\\nhis. He said he could talk by the hour of the\\nlofty experiences which he enjoys in his innermost\\nsoul when perched up there on the easy saddle of\\nthat high wheel, far above the rest of sinful, dust-\\ncovered humanity.\\n^He* talked such a long while, made so many\\nwild gestures, looked so fierce, and shrieked so\\nloudly, that he made some of us very nervous and", "height": "3448", "width": "2216", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0047.jp2"}, "48": {"fulltext": "42\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\ngave ITS sncli a terrible headache that we could no\\nlonger enjoy the meeting nor feel that we had been\\nblessed by the seryice.\\n\\\\^lien we arrived home from that meeting I\\nasked ^Ir. Felix if he thonght that Jesus would have\\nrailed against the rest of mankind like that, and if\\nso whether he thought Jesus would have spoken\\nin such a boisterous manner as to give his hearers\\nthe headache. And in reply to my questions he\\nquoted 1 Cor. v. 11 and vi. 10, where railers and re-\\nvilers are classified in the same category with\\ndrunkards, idolaters, and fornicators.\\nBut whether John E. Blatant was perfectly holy\\nor not, he knew very well, and all of his neighbors\\nknew, that his children were by no means per-\\nfect. Some of us believe that it is just as much a\\ncommand to train up one s children in the way\\nthey should go as it is to refrain from stealing and\\nlying.\\nPerhaps I maybe wrong, and if I am I hope some\\nof you will correct me, for I believe that a man can-\\nnot be perfectly holy and have a high temper. I\\nimderstand the parable of the Prodigal Son to teach\\nthat the elder brother s high temper and mean\\ndisposition was in Jesus s sight much more criminal\\nthan the prodigality of the wayward boy. Xow,\\nam I right or not?\\nMrs. Felix must remember that she has a little\\ntemper of her own, according to present indica-", "height": "3444", "width": "2252", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0048.jp2"}, "49": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n43\\ntions/^ I answered^ and while she is condemning\\nMr. Blatant she is indicting herself.\\nI do not claim to be perfect/ she replied,\\nsmiling good-natnredly, but Mr. Felix claims that\\nI am.\\nXeTertheless, said I, her interpretation of the\\nScripture to which she has referred, is the correct\\none. It ought to be called the parable of the\\nElder Brother instead of the parable of the Prodi-\\ngal Son, because it is to the objectionable traits in\\nthe elder brother s character that onr Lord calls\\nspecial attention. It was for that purpose that\\nhe spoke the parable, and it was because the Phari-\\nsees saw that he had stnng them with the shooting\\nof his pointed arrow into the Yery vitals of their\\npretensions that they scoffed at him. He had\\npractically said to them that of the two classes of\\nmen the character of the penitent outcast was less\\nobjectionable to God than the character of the im-\\npenitent, self-satisfied, hot-tempered Pharisee.\\nMrs. Felix, however, makes her mistake in con-\\ndemning all people who claim to be holy, simply\\nbecause Mr. Blatant s life did not correspond to his\\nprofession. If Mrs. Felix has never seen, and never\\ndoes see, a perfectly holy person on earth, that will\\nnot prove that there are none.\\nThe more valuable a thing is the more likely\\nit is to be imitated and counterfeited. To be a", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0049.jp2"}, "50": {"fulltext": "44\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nperfectly holy person is the most valuable ac-\\ncomplishment to be had on earth. The lives of\\nEnoch and Elijah testify that it was possible to\\nattain nnto perfect holiness under the Old Testa-\\nment dispensation.. If the New Testament dis-\\npensation is an easier and better one^ why then\\nshould it be thought impossible to attain unto per-\\nfect holiness now?\\nI have seen people who did not claim to be per-\\nfectly holy^ and yet^ so far as I could see, they were\\nsurely blameless. It was not necessary for them\\nto set up a claim to holiness and to defend them-\\nselves by quoting Scripture to show the solid foun-\\ndation on which they stood. Everybody could see\\nthat they were holy. They did not need to talk\\nabout it. Everybody who had any dealings with\\nthem could see clearly that God had given them a\\nnew name and that the name was not Blatant, nor\\nTalkative, nor Ignorance, nor Hypocrisy.\\nBut I have seen others who made pretensions\\nto holiness in order that they might contract bills\\nwhich they never meant to pay. No merchant\\nought to allow himself to be thus deceived. When\\nsuch people ask for credit they ought to be re-\\nminded that there is a commandment which says\\nthat we should owe no man anything, and that to\\nencourage them to break this commandment would\\nbe to take a criminal part in reducing them to a", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0050.jp2"}, "51": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n45\\nstate of imperfection. And no honorable merchant\\nouglit to be willing to take that spiritual responsi-\\nbility, to say nothing of the financial risk of open-\\ning new accounts. No man can be perfect so long\\nas he owes a debt that is due and not satisfactorily\\nadjusted with his creditors.\\nBut I am always glad to see a man of large faith,\\nand the nearer he is to perfection the better I love\\nhim. The one thing that I insist on, however, is\\nthat his works shall be equal to his faith. When\\na bicycle with its two wheels equal in size was first\\ninvented it was called a safety. And in the spiritual\\nworld if a bicycler would make his calling and elec-\\ntion sure he must travel the road to heaven with\\nhis rear wheel of good works practically equal in\\nsize to his forward wheel of faith.\\nI am interested in this picture of Mrs. Blatant.\\nI would like to know what became of her.^^\\nWe never saw her again, replied Mrs. Felix.\\nI suppose she concluded to stay at home with her\\nchildren.\\nThat showed better judgment than we have\\ngiven her credit for, I replied. It was not her\\njudgment, but the interposition of her aroused tem-\\nper and ugly disposition that caused her to give up\\nthe undertaking, was the quick rejoinder.\\nDid you get a photograph of Col. Moral Up-\\nright, I asked, with the purpose of diverting her\\nattention from the thought of Mrs. Blatant, for", "height": "3448", "width": "2268", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0051.jp2"}, "52": {"fulltext": "46\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM.\\nwhom Mrs. Felix had evidently an intense feeling of\\ndisgust.\\nYes, I did. I obtained a real good one of\\nhim/^ she replied. Then she turned to her camera\\nto get it, and removed the sight of Mrs. Blatant\\nfrom onr view.", "height": "3436", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0052.jp2"}, "53": {"fulltext": "For by grace are ye saved through faith; Kot of works,\\nlest any man should boast. li. 8, 9.\\nCHAPTEE VIII.\\nHere is tlie picture of Col. Moral Upright!\\nshe said, as she placed it in my hands for examina-\\ntion.\\nAnd no hetter likeness was ever made of him/\\nI replied. His wheel also is well photographed.\\nHis hicycle is almost exactly the reverse in its prin-\\nciple of construction to that which John E. Blatant\\nhad. But it belongs to the same age and is now\\nont-of-date.\\nIn this pattern the wheel of faith is small but\\nthat of works is large. The pedals are curiously\\n47", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0053.jp2"}, "54": {"fulltext": "48\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nconstructed. But tliey are -not more curiously\\nconstructed than are the prayers and testimonies\\nof CoL Moral Upright. I haye often wondered\\nwhether his prayers and praises have any well-\\nconceived bearings in them. Then, too, I have\\nwondered why his handles of sentiment and reason\\nare so far removed from his wheel of faith. But\\nhe boasts a great deal of the excellency of that sort\\nof an arrangement.\\nI have always liked Col. Moral Upright. He is\\na near neighbor to me, and a better neighbor no one\\never enjoyed. For he is a cultured gentleman, a\\nfull graduate of the University of Ethics. He is\\nkind-hearted and genial. I like his companion-\\nship. And I am always pleased to have my wife\\nand daughter visit in his home and associate with\\nhis children. If all who live near me were as good\\npeople as his family is it would not be difficult to\\nlove my neighbor as myself.\\n^I have always regretted, however, that Col. Up-\\nright is not more religious than he is. H he were\\nonly disposed to do so he could be of so much help\\nto the church and to the cause of Christ! For he\\nis very charitable. He has never refused to con-\\ntribute liberally to any benevolent object I have\\nbrought to his attention. In that respect he is\\nmuch better than many church members.\\nMoreover, when there is sickness in my home,\\nor whenever he knows of any distress anywhere", "height": "3448", "width": "2276", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0054.jp2"}, "55": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n49\\nelse, lie is prompt to ofTer sympathy and assistance.\\nEverybody likes him. He is undoubtedly one of the\\nforemost and one of the best citizens of our city.\\nBut he has his faults. Of course he has. He\\nhas no special regard for the Sabbath day. He\\nthinks it ought to be and is a holiday. He rarely\\never goes to church. I have often wondered how\\nhe spends his Sundays. As nearly as I can find out\\nhe sits up on Saturday night imtil midnight attend-\\ning to his affairs, and then he retires and sleeps until\\nnear midday next morning. Thus he spends half\\nof the day in real rest.\\nThe first thing he does after he gets up is to\\nread the Sunday newspapers before breakfast, or\\nat table. He says the Sunday newspapers help him\\nto praise and pray more intelligently. N o wonder\\nhe likes a bicycle with such peculiar pedals. He\\nsays there is a sermon in every Sunday newspaper,\\nbut that he rarely ever reads it.\\nAfter he has finished reading his Sunday news-\\npaper he frequently goes out for a spin on his wheel\\ninto the surrounding country. He says that the\\nfresh air and the beautiful scenery in the out-\\nlying country districts make him feel much more\\nlike prayer and praise than going to church does.\\nIndeed it refreshes and inspires him very much.\\nSunday evening he enjoys a social game of\\ncards with his family. Sometimes a few intimate\\nfriends are present. He declares that there is\\n4", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0055.jp2"}, "56": {"fulltext": "50 A BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nnothing more fascinating and restful to him than\\n-a social game of whist, especially after he has ridden\\nhis wheel a dozen or more miles into the country\\n^nd back again.\\nI do not like the way Col. Moral Upright spends\\nhis Sundays. Nevertheless he is a good man, or\\nat least everybody says so. For he does not break\\nthe law of the land in what he does, and his\\nknowledge of the law of God is very limited, so\\nthat he does not know or seem to care whether he\\nis obeying God or not. His faith is small.\\nI was greatly amused at his first attempt to\\nTide a wheel. He had come to my house to make\\na neighborly visit one beautiful moon-lit summer\\nevening, and was seated in a willow rocking-chair\\non my front veranda awaiting my return from\\ndown-town, where I had gone on a small errand.\\nAs I dismounted I asked him why he did not learn\\nto ride a wheel. He said he guessed he could ride\\nas well as any one if he wanted to. I laughed quite\\nheartily at that remark, and my laughter made him\\ndetermine to try it.\\nBe asked me to ride up and down the street\\nseveral times that he might see how I did it, and\\nthen he would get on and ride just precisely the\\nsame way. I did so. But I was laughing so heart-\\nily at the idea that I came near to falling off my\\nwheel, and thereby showing him how to recite that\\nfirst lesson. In no wise daunted, however, he in-", "height": "3448", "width": "2272", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0056.jp2"}, "57": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n51\\nsisted on having his way. And I made up my mind\\nto do whatever he requested.\\n^^But when I saw him try to mount my wheel I-\\nquickly suggested that I had an old wheel in the\\ncellar which I would rather he would practice on.\\nHe looked at me in astonishment, and wanted to\\nknow if I thought he was unable to purchase me a\\nnew wheel in case he broke mine. But his aroused\\nindignation vanished immediately when I replied\\nby asking him if he had made any provision for\\nsecuring me a new wheel in case he broke his neck\\nand my wheel at the same time.\\n^^He asked me to hold the wheel till he got on. I\\ndid so. Then he asked me to start him and keep\\nhim balanced for about ten steps and let him go.\\nI did precisely as he directed. It was an asphalt\\npavement in that street, and it was considerably\\ndown-grade where I started him. The moment\\nI let him go he started straight for the left side\\ncurbstone. Seeing his mistake he immediately\\nyanked his handle-bar ninety-nine degrees in the\\nother direction and proceeded straightway to de-\\nscribe an elliptical curve towards the curbstone on\\nthe opposite side of the street.\\nDespite the sudden turns he was making his\\nspeed rapidly increased, until he began to think\\nof death and destruction. He yelled to me to catch\\nhim. But before I could get to him the wheel\\nwent over sidewise, throwing him sprawling into", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0057.jp2"}, "58": {"fulltext": "52\\nA BICYCLISTS DREAM\\nthe street^ where he lay dazed and semi-conscious\\non the ground. The women screamed and his wife\\nfainted. Bnt I speedily helped him up and fonnd\\nthat he was not hurt half so badly as he was scared.\\nHe told me afterwards that when he struck that\\nasphalt pavement he saw ten thousand stars by\\nactual count and felt the earth quake three times.\\n^^He laid the blame of the accident entirely on my\\nwheel. He said it was not properly adjusted ta\\nhim. So next morning he went to a compartment\\nstore and purchased the wheel which you see in\\nthe photograph. The salesman told him it was a\\nvery old style of wheel and that he would rather\\nsell him a better one. -But he liked it and insisted\\non having his preference. And in a few days\\nhe learned to ride it very well.\\nI told him afterwards, and he seemed to ap-\\npreciate the illustration at the time, that people\\nwho look upon Jesus of Nazareth merely, as an\\nexample of how men ought to live and of what men\\nought to be, get about as much real benefit out of\\ntheir religion as he obtained from seeing me ride a\\nbicycle. I told him that it was impossible to write\\na book on how to ride a bicycle which would be so\\nclear as to convey the idea to one who does not\\nknow how. And that the only way to learn to ride\\na bicycle is to begin to practice on one. When the\\nfirst lesson is understood the young rider will be\\nprepared to learn the second lesson, and not till", "height": "3444", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0058.jp2"}, "59": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n53\\nthen. The whole thing does not come to many\\nmen like a flash.\\nSo there are parts of the Bible, and 23hases of\\nthe Christ-life, and experiences of the new heart,\\nwhich it is utterly impossible to explain to men who\\nhave not taken the first lesson in religions training.\\nThe man, therefore, who says that he will not he a\\nChristian at all unless he can be an exemplary one\\nis standing precisely on the same ground with the\\nman who says that he will not get on a bicycle at\\nall until he is assured beforehand that he will never\\nmake a mistake nor get a fall. The only reason-\\nable and wise thing to do is to start to live the\\nChristian life with all good intentions, fidelity, and\\nzeal, determined to do the will of God just so far\\nas that will is revealed to prayerful, sincere men\\nwho study His word. And the promise is to those\\nwho thus do the will of God that they shall gradu-\\nally know of the doctrine and comprehend the\\nwondrous complex movements of the Holy Spirit as\\nHe operates in the machinery of God s great uni-\\nverse, just as the wheelman by persistent practice\\niearns the subtle laws by which his wheel is con-\\ntrolled. In this manner the spiritual man travels\\nthe road to heaven and reaches the destination ap-\\npointed for the saints.\\nHe assented to all that I said and presumed that\\nit was true. But I never could prevail on him to\\nmake the start in that direction.", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0059.jp2"}, "60": {"fulltext": "54\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nCan you tell us what became of liim?^^ I asked^\\naddressing the question to Mrs. Felix.\\n^^Yes, I know what became of him/^ she replied.\\nHe met with a serious accident, perhaps a fatal\\none, going up the hill of Justification. It happened\\nso unexpectedly and was over so quickly that I did\\nnot get a photograph of his fall. But I can tell\\nyou how it came about.\\nWhen we started down Liberty Hill he lighted\\na cigar, put it in his mouth, tipped his hat to the\\nrest of us, and fairly flew for a mile or more down\\nthat smooth grade. The hill of Justification was\\njust ahead, and the first part of it is very steep.\\nEvidently he struck that hill at full speed, hoping\\nthat the momentum thus gained would carry him\\na long way up. It was too steep, however, for a\\nwheel of his kind to ascend. The forward wheel\\nbounded up and the rear wheel drew backwards,\\nbringing him down with terrific force. For a few\\nmoments we thought that he would never get his\\nbreath again. But when he did come to we found\\nthat his spinal column was terribly bruised and\\nalmost broken. Most likely if he recovers at all\\nhis mind will always be affected as the result of this\\naccident.\\nI warned him that something of this kind might\\nhappen to him,^^ I replied. But he always seemed\\nto feel that somehow or other he would escape any", "height": "3448", "width": "2284", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0060.jp2"}, "61": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN. 55.\\nsuch calamity. And wlien one feels that way his-\\ncase is well-nigh hopeless.\\nI asked him one day why he did not stop smok-\\ning. He said he conld if he wanted to, bnt that\\nhe really got a good deal of pleasure out of it of\\nwhich he could not make up his mind to deny him-\\nself. He said he formed the habit before he went\\nto the University of Ethics and before he knew it?,\\npoisonous effect upon the system. He admitted,\\nthat it was hurtful, filthy, and expensive, and that\\nhe wished he had never formed the habit.\\nHe insisted upon it that he could stop if he wanted\\nto, but that it might temporarily seriously impair\\nhis health and constitution, to say nothing of the\\nwretchedness he would experience.\\nIt is so strange to me that men who believe\\nin salvation by works rarely ever do many great\\nworks. And even when they are benevolently in-\\nclined towards others they have no power to over-\\ncome their own habits, no inspiration to private or\\npublic worship, no sanctifying influences emanating\\nfrom their own homes, and no visions of a gloriou-\\nsrmset when they come to die. And these things\\nare the only really great things to be obtained in\\nthis life.^^\\nIn these statements concerning the character and\\nspiritual significance of Col. Moral Upright and his^\\nwheel we were all agreed. But Mr. Wesley thought\\nthat the fact that Mr. Upright was a colonel should", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0061.jp2"}, "62": {"fulltext": "56\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nbe considered in onr estimate of his spiritual worth.\\nIt was Mr. Wesley s idea that because of the position\\nwhich he held Col. Upright had more influence over\\nthe people than if he were an outcast or even an\\nordinary man. And that God will bring the\\ncolonel to account for that wide influence. Mr.\\nWesley said that to lead five hundred men a little\\nway into error is just as bad as to lead only one man\\nfive hundred times further into it.\\nThis started a discussion on what constitutes a\\ndegree of sin, and the difference between a little\\nsinner and a great one. I knew of no better way\\nto bring this unsatisfactory and animated discus-\\nsion to an end than by asking Mrs. Felix to show\\nus the next photograph of her collection. And so\\nthis I did.", "height": "3444", "width": "2268", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0062.jp2"}, "63": {"fulltext": "Beware of clogs, beware of evil workers. 7 Hi. 2.\\nCHAPTER IX.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2The pliotograpli of Mr. 0. B. Eesentfnl I ex-\\nclaimed as slie lifted tliis one from her camera.\\nAnd the ^log, whose dog is that\\nThat is the picture of Mr. X. G. Thorntree s\\ndog, replied Mrs. Felix. Or rather I should say\\nthat it is the picture of the dog that Mr. Thorntree\\nused to have. For the dog is now in his eternal\\nhome, beyond the reach of Mr. Eesentfuhs wheel,\\nalthough he took the best part of that wheel with\\nhim when he went.\\nThe dog lost his life directly in front of the\\nrickety cabin which his master rented a few weeks\\nago, and which has quickly become notorious as the\\nhome of Mr. and Mrs. Thorntree.\\n57", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0063.jp2"}, "64": {"fulltext": "S8 A BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nMr. Eesentfiil was quietly speeding along tlie\\ncyclist path near Temptingtown, apparently dream-\\ning of happy days gone by or of days yet to come,\\nwhen suddenly this dog came rushing into the road,\\nleaping towards his wheel, and barking frantically.\\nMr. and Mrs. Thorn tree were seated on the stone\\nsteps of their cabin, not more than three rods dis-\\ntant, but made no effort whatever to call the dog-\\naway. When Mr. Eesentful saw this he flew into\\na passion, put speed into his wheel, and ran upon\\nthe dog with frightful force. He broke the dog^s\\nback, demolished his wheel, and fell into the green\\ngrass beside the road, where he was quickly sur-\\nrounded by numerous unanticipated difficulties.\\nFor as soon as the dog realized his defeat he\\nset up a piteous howl of distress over his fatal\\nwound. Immediately Mr. and Mrs. Thorntree and\\nall their neighbors came running to see what the\\nmatter was. In less than five minutes after the\\noccurrence a large crowd had assembled. And\\nthey were not all men and women of the baser sort.\\nI saw three lawyers, two doctors, and five well-known\\npoliticians in the crowd. Eyes that seemingly had\\nnot shed tears for many months were moistened\\nanew as they looked upon the dying agonies of the\\nunfortunate dog and saw the expression of his\\nface and eyes begging piteously for help.\\nAt first Mr. Eesentful laid the blame on the\\ndying dog. But he soon realized that public", "height": "3448", "width": "2324", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0064.jp2"}, "65": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n59\\nsympathy was entirely with the clog^ and that he\\nwas in danger of being tied up to a stake and\\nflogged. In fact several of the men had gone to\\ntheir homes and secured straps for that purpose.\\nMr. Resentful saw very clearly that the dog had\\nmore friends present than he had. He would have\\nmounted his wheel and fled, but his wheel was\\nwrenched and broken. He therefore changed his\\npoint of attack and emphatically declared that Mr.\\nand Mrs. Thorntree were to blame for not calling\\nthe dog.\\nMr. Thorntree denied that he saw the dog make\\nan assault. He solemnly affirmed that the dog was\\nquietly walking along the road, and that the dog\\nhad just as much right to the public highway as\\nany scorcher or bicycler had. He demanded that\\nMr. Resentful should prove his allegation, or he\\nwould proceed at once to give him such a flogging\\nas he would remember in years to come.\\nSeveral angry-looking, rough men began to roll\\nup their sleeves and to take their places close behind\\nMr. Thorntree.\\nMr. Resentful was quick to perceive the situa-\\ntion, and, beckoning to a young lawyer, asked his\\nassistance. The attorney came to the front and\\nasked for a suspension of judgment until he could\\nhave a private consultation with his client.\\nAfter an extended interview, which lasted so\\nlong that many went away in the meantime, and", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0065.jp2"}, "66": {"fulltext": "6o\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nthe rest had calmed down considerably^ the attorney\\nannounced that Mr. Eesentful desired to make\\nhnmble apology for his offense and to pay Mr.\\nThorntree ten dollars damages in settlement of the\\naffair. After a prolonged discussion it was finally\\nsettled in that manner. After it was settled I\\nheard Mr. Eesentfnl say that he was ont of pocket\\nseventy-five dollars for that experience. The\\nlawyer charged him twenty-five dollars for his ser-\\nvices, he had to pay ten dollars damages, and he\\nhad wrecked a good wheel worth at least forty dol-\\nlars. His financial loss, however, was not greater\\nthan his grief over having been compelled to make\\nhnmble apology, and to give up his century run\\nwith us.\\nThat reminds me, said Mr. Wesley after Mrs.\\nFelix had finished this story, ^of an amusing inci-\\ndent told me by a friend who lives in the country,\\nabout ten miles from the railroad and fifteen\\nmiles from our city. A young minister was sent\\nup there to preach for the little church in the\\ngrove during the summer months. He was not\\nan ordained preacher, but simply a ministerial stu-.\\ndent from our beloved university, who had been\\nsent there to spend his vacation among the hills\\nand incidentally to guide and instruct the people\\nin their worship.\\nHe was an Armenian. But he soon won the\\nhearts of the people, and told them many interest-", "height": "3428", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0066.jp2"}, "67": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n6i\\ning things about liis country. He told them, how-\\never, that there is no country in all the earth to\\nbe compared with America, where joy is unmixed\\nwith sorrow and where liberty is unrestrained.\\nThe farmers were much pleased with the fervicT\\nglow of the foreigner s patriotism, as it flashed forth\\nrepeatedly in the oratorical flights of the enthusi-\\nastic Armenian. They knew that he would learn\\na few more lessons by and by, but they rather en-\\njoyed listening to a sophomore s views of America s\\ngreatness and destiny.\\nOne evening about sunset the young Armenian\\nwas riding through the wide stretch of woods on\\nthe road from the church to the senior deacon s\\nhome. He was on his wheel, and was going to\\nmake a social call, with the expectation of meeting\\na large number of young people there. In fact he\\nhad become very much interested in the deacon s\\nyoungest daughter, and this social had been planned\\nwith the view to promoting their happiness.\\nWhen he was about half way through this long\\nstretch of woods, there came into the road a little\\nanimal about the size of an ordinary cat. It was\\nblack, except a white streak or two running from a\\nwhite patch on its forehead to the long bushy\\ntail, which was curled up on its back most grace-\\nfully. The animal did not appear the least fright-\\nened at the Armenian s proximity, but seemed to\\ndelight itself in running leisurely along in the mid-\\ndle of the road.", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0067.jp2"}, "68": {"fulltext": "62\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nArmenian had never seen nor liad lie ever\\nheard of any animal like this. It was a great curi-\\nosity to him, and he carefully noted that its legs\\nwere very short and its fur very fine and beautiful.\\nHe was fully prepared to describe it minutely to\\nthe senior deacon on his arrival at the party.\\nJust then it came directly into his path, look-\\ning defiantly at him as if challenging him to mortaj\\ncombat. That aroused his quick temper to a fit of\\npassion, and he instantly resolved to run over the\\nanimal and kill it, and take it with him for ex-\\nhibition. With that impulse of vengeance he\\npushed quick speed into his wheel, and steered it\\naccordingly. And in a moment, in the twinkling\\nof an eye, he struck the animal, broke its back,\\nsmashed his wheel, lost his balance, and lay in the\\nroad holding his nostrils, gasping for breath, and\\nwondering what on earth had happened to him.\\nHe did not go to the party that night. He was\\nat a loss to know what to do. He wrote a note, but\\nhe could not get a boy who would consent to touch\\nit after he had written it. He loathed himself.\\nHe was told that he could not ride that wheel\\nagain until next season, and that it was doubtful\\nif he could enter the university until after the first\\nterm was over. As for preaching in the pulpit\\nof the little church, the idea would have to be\\nabandoned for at least sixty days.\\nHe went to see the doctor. The doctor s wife\\nanswered the door-bell and immediately declared", "height": "3448", "width": "2272", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0068.jp2"}, "69": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN. 63\\ntliat tlie doctor was not in and that the patient had\\nbetter go to meet him down the turnpike towards\\nthe grocery store. An old loafer was sitting on a\\nbig pine box in front of the grocery as the Armenian\\napproached, and warned him not to enter the store,\\nwhere several ladies were making purchases. The\\nArmenian learned from the loafer what the name\\nof the animal was, and that the best way to recover\\nfrom his condition was to go and bury himself for\\none month.\\nThe young man finally became disgusted, left\\nhis wheel standing in a fence-corner in the middle\\nof an untilled farm, stripped off: his clothes on the\\nbanks of the river, buried them in the sand, swam\\nacross the stream at midnight and begged an old\\nsuit from a friend on the other side, borrowed a\\nfew dollars to pay his car fare to another town, and\\nhas never since been seen in that community. He\\ntold the ticket agent at the depot that he had\\nenough of America and was longing once more for\\nhis own native land.^^\\nWe all laughed heartily at Mr. AYesley^s story,\\nbecause we knew the deacon and his daughters and\\nhad heard of the Armenian. But we had never\\nheard why it was he left the community so sud-\\ndenly.\\nWhen they had finished telling of these two\\noccurrences they asked me if I could tell them of\\nany analogous experiences in the spiritual world. I\\ntold them that I knew of hundreds of such in-", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0069.jp2"}, "70": {"fulltext": "64\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nstances. And I gave tliem tlie experience of a well-\\nknown millionaire, who is still living. He lived\\nin Clmrcliville at the time of this stor}^, where he\\nowned large mannfacturing plants and employed\\nhimdreds of laboring men.\\nOne day a worthless fellow crossed his path and\\nmade some very insulting remarks. My good friend\\ndetermined immediately, like Haman of old, that\\nhe wonld have summary vengeance npon this\\noffender. His idea was to crush him, crnsh him\\nqnickly, crush him completely, and thus deter\\nothers from daring to do likewise.\\nHe entered a complaint against the poor fellow,,\\nand dismissed from his employ all who were in any\\nwise related to the offender. Moreover, he gave\\nhis friends to understand that any one giving the\\ndespised wretch emplo3mient or encouragement\\nwould thereby forfeit his patronage and good-will.\\nI urged him to pay no attention to the despi-\\ncable creature, and warned him that a bicycler can-\\nnot afford to run over dogs, even when the dog is\\naltogether to blame. I warned him that a very\\nlittle dog oftentimes has very many and some very\\nbig friends. But he paid no attention to my coun-\\nsels.\\nHe won his case in the courts, convicted the\\npoor wretch and had him sent to jail for six moniixe.\\nBut public opinion took sides against him, and the\\nmore the matter was discussed the more sympa-", "height": "3448", "width": "2284", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0070.jp2"}, "71": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n65\\ntliizers the clown-trodden outcast obtained. The\\nresult was that my good friend lost the love and\\nrespect of thousands of people. He was pictured\\nin cartoon and written up in contemptuous epithets\\nuntil half the happiness of his life was destroyed.\\nThe last time I saw him he said to me, I wish I\\nhad taken your advice. I can run over dogs and\\nbreak their backs if I want to, but I am convinced\\nthat it does not pay. I am almost persuaded that a\\nreal good man may miss getting to heaven for no\\nother reason except that a dog chanced to come into\\nhis pathway. I have crippled myself for life by try-\\ning to run over one. I am convinced that dogs and\\nskunks have their representatives among men in\\nthe social world, and that it pays to give them a\\nliberal part of the road when we meet them.\\nI heartily endorse the conclusions to which my\\nfriend came. I have seen good men and women\\ncome to great grief by their determination to run\\nover an aggravating, despicable creature belonging\\nto an inferior order of animals. And what a reflec-\\ntion it will be for them in the next world if they\\nshall fail to miss heaven and all the glories of\\nwhich they have dreamed, simply because of their\\ninordinate desire to kill or cripple a dog which\\nchanced to come into their way while they were\\ntraveling the road to heaven\\n5", "height": "3448", "width": "2264", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0071.jp2"}, "72": {"fulltext": "And that which fell among thorns are they, which, when\\nthey have heard, go forth, and are choked with cares and\\nriches mul pJeasures of this life, and bring no fruit to perfec-\\ntion. Z(^/.( riii. 14.\\nCHAPTEE X.\\n~\\\\\u00c2\u00a5e all knew that some of our party had not been\\nseen in our company since we passed the places of\\nquestionable amusement. Mr. U. B. Gay and Miss\\nI. M. Pretty, Mr. E. Z. Tripper and Miss Winnie Q.\\nLightfoot were among the number who turned\\naside into the village of Worldly Pleasure to visit\\nthe ball-room there. We urged them not to leave\\nus and to grieve us for such folly. But they said\\nit was not folly, but simply rest and recreation for\\n66", "height": "3448", "width": "2284", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0072.jp2"}, "73": {"fulltext": "A BICYCLIST S DREAM.\\n67\\nthe weary. Mr. E. Z. Tripper said that it was like\\nan oasis in the desert journey of a Aveary traveler,\\nto get into a place now and then wdiere one could\\nforget for a few moments the cares and common\\nexperiences of life and become intoxicated with the\\nwhirl and music and society of the ball-room.\\nMiss Winnie Lightfoot was very anxious to go to\\nthe ball-room with Mr. Tripper, but Miss Inez M.\\nPretty preferred to go to the theatre. Mr. U. B.\\nGay, however, could persuade her to do almost\\nanything he wished, because she was very fond of his\\ncompanionship. He was introduced to her while\\nwe were passing through the park of Youth, and\\nthey immediately manifested such a liking for the\\ncompany of each other that Mrs. Felix suggested\\nto tliem the expediency of their getting a tandem\\nand making the rest of the journey together. But\\nthey both laughed at the idea.\\nMiss Pretty was well acquainted with Mrs. Felix,\\nand was the maid of honor at her marriage. So\\nshe took the liberty of replying to the suggestion\\nof Mrs. Felixby openly declaring that in her opinion\\nMrs. Felix was much better off when she was Miss\\nGrace Virtue than she has been since she became\\nMrs. Solomon Felix. Moreover, she hypocritically\\nailfirmed that in her opinion it is much more ex-\\nciting and fascinating to be independent and to\\nride one s own wheel and control it as one pleases\\nthan it is to be on a tandem with a husband and", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0073.jp2"}, "74": {"fulltext": "68\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nhave to do as he directs. But all the time she was\\nsaying it she looked as if she would give the whole\\nworld if Mr. Gay would propose to get a tandem\\nand place her on it.\\nMr. Gay pleased her fancy very much. She made\\nnot the slightest objection to giving up the society\\nof all other young men in order to retain his atten-\\ntion. And Mrs. Felix manifested very great in-\\ndignation over Miss Pretty s indiscreet conduct\\nunder the shadowy trees on Lover s Lane.\\nWhile in the park of Youth, Mr. Gay and Miss\\nPretty did some very skillful riding. It was so\\ngraceful and fanciful that it elicited much applause.\\nConsequently when we had passed through the park\\nand were just coming out of the Plains of Parental\\nEestraint, Mr. Gay suggested to her that on their\\nentering Lover s Lane that down-grade, mac-\\nadamized road which leads through great fields of\\nwild oats into the village of Worldly Pleasure he\\nwould like to put his arm around her waist and coast\\ndown that hill together at lightning speed. She\\nobjected that it would not be seemly. But he\\nargued that it would be but a little harmless amuse-\\nment which they could both enjoy without fear\\nsince they were both expert riders.\\nAn inordinate desire to please him, and the\\nnatural curiosity to experience the novelty of coast-\\ning down hill with a man s arm around her waist,,\\ninduced her to yield to his persuasion.", "height": "3448", "width": "2292", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0074.jp2"}, "75": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n69\\nWhen they set out to give this remarkable ex-\\nhibitiorij Mrs. Felix protested vehemently. Be-\\ncause of the numerous escapades of this kind which\\nare always happening now-a-days/^ she said, I am\\nin doubt as to whether parents ought to allow their\\ndaughters to ride bicycles until they are well out\\nof their teens. There is something in the spirit of\\na wheel which makes it very easy for a rider to have\\nmoments of recklessness. A good wheel anni-\\nhilates space so that a youthful maiden in twenty\\nminutes time may be five miles beyond the re-\\nstraining influences of home, and in a mood to act\\np] omptly upon the suggestion of any newly formed\\nacquaintance.\\nMiss Pretty, however, did not seem to care for\\nMrs. Felix s protest. For when we came to Lover s\\nLane, Mr. Gay ran his wheel close up to the right\\nside of Miss Pretty, then clasping firmly the corka-\\niine handle of Sentiment with his right hand, and\\nremoving his left hand from the handle of Eeason,\\nhe put that arm around her waist. Then they both\\nlifted their feet to the coasters, and smiled into\\neach other s faces as they began to feel the sensation\\nof flying down the smooth roadway.\\nIt happened in some manner that his pedal of\\nPraise struck her pedal of Prayer and broke it off.\\nThe violence of the collision threw her forward\\nabout ten feet into the bank, which was fortunately", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0075.jp2"}, "76": {"fulltext": "70\\nA BICYCLIST S BREAM\\na bank of soft sand^ so that the fall did not linrt\\nher serionsl} Mr. Gay, however, came down head\\nforemost in the middle of the road, and strnck a\\nsmall stone with sncli force that it was broken in\\ntwo. It stnniied him for a few minntes so that\\nhe lay motionless on the ground, and we thonght\\nhe was dead. Bnt he was not dead. His sknll\\nproved to be hard and thick, and Mr. Felix assured\\nns that his head was utterly devoid of brains, so\\nthat the fall wonld not injnre him in the least.\\nAVlien he recovered his senses he boasted that\\nno other man in the whole world conld tnrn snch\\na somersault as he did and get nothing worse than\\na scalp wound. He claimed that the accident was\\nentirely Miss Pretty s fault, for the reason that if\\nshe had managed her wheel discreetly his pedal\\n^vould never have struck hers.\\n]\\\\Irs. Felix was so completely disgusted with the\\ndisposition of Mr. Gay, as it was manifested in all\\nthis, that she made no further effort to show any\\ngreat interest in Miss Pretty s welfare. But she\\nsighed a deep and heavy sigh when she heard Miss\\nPretty say that she would go with Mr. Gay into\\nthe Variety theatre and wait until her pedal of\\nPrayer could be repaired by the village blacksmith\\nof that place.\\nAYe never saw them again. Mrs. Felix antici-\\npated this result, and so she look the photograph", "height": "3448", "width": "2272", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0076.jp2"}, "77": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n7?\\nof the buildings in wliich she said Miss Pretty and\\nMiss Lightfoot were buried^ so far as their useful-\\nness was concerned.\\nI asked her to show us this photography and toi\\ntell us what she thought of patronizing such places.\\nAnd she did so. There was no doubtful sound in\\nthe strings of her harp as she discoursed on this-\\nsubject. She spoke as one who believed every\\nword that she said^ and cared not one whit whether\\nother people believed as she did or not. She said\\nnothing about Miss Pretty. But she did not fail\\nto express her opinion of Mr. Tripper and Mis\\nLightfoot in the most uncomplimentary phrases at\\nher command. She said:\\nI very much wish that those who patronize\\nsuch places would show by their Christian activity\\nand zeal that they are not spiritually injured\\nthereby. I think it is sad when the people of\\nthe world enter into such dangerous proceedings\\nand surroundings. But when a member of the\\nchurch of Christ a beautiful and cultured young;\\nlady like Miss Winnie Lightfoot deliberately sets^.\\naside the warnings of her pastor^ the discipline of\\nthe churchy the protest of all the saints of the ages.,\\nandy after she has publicly passed through the gate\\nof repentance^ renounced the worlds and solemnly\\ndeclared her intention to walk not after the flesh\\nbut after the spirit^ after she has done all this.,\\nand sealed these vows before God_, angels, and men^", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0077.jp2"}, "78": {"fulltext": "72\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nas witnesses^ it is suicidal to lier own honor,\\noffensive to tlie elmreli of God, and provoking in\\nthe sight of angels for her thus to wantonly forfeit\\nall hope of reaching the appointed destination, ^the\\nmark for the prize of the high calling of God in\\nChrist Jesns/\\nMiss Lightfoot knew very well that she would\\nfind nothing elevating in that crowd at the dance\\nhall. The most that she ever hoped for was that\\nno evil wonld result. For the fruits of such soil\\nand of such climate, whenever there are any\\nfruits at all, are universally evil. It always\\nhas heen so from the time the mountains were-,\\nlu ouglit forth until now, and will continue to be\\nso until human nature is changed and the kingdom\\nof heaven is come.\\nGoing into that place has made a world of dif-\\nference with Miss Lightfoot. She was thereby\\ncompletely lost from our company, and has missed\\nseeing this marvelous vision of the Xew Jerusalem\\nwhicli we saw in the setting sun. She preferred the\\ncompany and the compliments of ]\\\\Ir. E. Z. Tripper\\nand his associates. x\\\\nd they will surely bring her\\ndown to sorrow and to ruin. She will rue the day\\nwhen she met that sinful man. For he is one of\\nthe wiliest and most contemptible hypocrites that\\never lived on the face of the green earth. He has\\nno more sense of honor than a mule, and not much\\nmore sense of any kind. His chief delight is in", "height": "3444", "width": "2324", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0078.jp2"}, "79": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n73\\nlaying snares for unsnspecting people and in ohtain-\\ning any sort of mean advantage over pure and inno-\\ncent girls.\\nThe fact is that good people mnst he on their\\ngnard at all times and places lest they he imposed\\nupon hy some such unprincipled person as he is.\\nSuch men sneak into chnrches, and into church\\nsocials, and into all classes of society. But they\\nare very much more at ease and at home in hall-\\nrooms and theatres. It is therefore ahsolutely\\nreckless for pure young ladies to go with such vile\\nmen into their own territory and huildings, where\\nthey have expert knowledge of all the means avail-\\nable for securing a mean advantage over their in-\\ntended victims.\\nE. Z. Tripper had the assurance to tell us that\\nthe intoxication of the hall-room is as restful and\\nrefreshing as an oasis in a desert. I have noticed\\nthat Christians who go to such places generally\\nhave very dry and desert-like spiritual lives. And\\nI wonder why.\\nThe next day after I graduated from high\\nschool, a gentleman, more than a dozen years my\\nsenior, asked me to go with him to a dance one\\nevening. He was a church member and professed\\nto be a very pious one. I expressed astonishment\\nthat he washed to patronize questionable amuse-\\nments. He replied by saying that he seldom in-\\ndulged in such things, but that now and then, just", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0079.jp2"}, "80": {"fulltext": "74 A BICYCLIST S DREAM.\\nfor a special treat, he spent an evening in that man-\\nner. He seemed to think that there was virtne in\\nthe fact that he seldom indulged.\\nI asked him what he thought of the man who\\nwas accused of eating vultures and carrion, and\\nwho justitied himself hy saving that he seldom in-\\ndulged in that sort of thing, that usualh he pre-\\nferred good beefsteak or turkey, but that now and\\nthen, just for a special treat, he ate vultures and\\ncarrion.\\n^^Tlie man s face turned as red as the flames in\\nthat lake of fire in which sinners meet their second\\ndeath. He sprang to his feet, and without a word\\nof further explanation he seized his hat and made\\nhis exit through our front door into the street. He\\nhas never spoken to me since then. But I have\\nheard through one of my friends that he has been\\nexcluded from the church for immoral conduct,\\nand that he is spending a good deal of money\\npatronizing the saloons near that dance-hall where\\nhe wished me to go.\\nI have fully made up my mind since then that\\nif any one can tell me what sort of pleasures appeal\\nto the appetite of any particular individual, I can\\ntell what sort of creature that individual is, re-\\ngardless of what his professions may be. For in the\\nepistle of James it is written: ^Ye adulterers and\\nadulteresses, know ye not that the friendship of the\\nworld is enmity with God? Whosoever, therefore,\\nwill be a friend of the w^orld is the enemy of God.", "height": "3440", "width": "2312", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0080.jp2"}, "81": {"fulltext": "CHAPTEE XI.\\nWe were very inueli interested in all that Mrs.\\nFelix had to say on the snhject of qnestionahle\\nannisenients. Mr. Eitnal. liowever. differed from\\nher in these matters of casuistry. He claimed that\\nit is manifestly sinfnl to indtilge in these amitse-\\nments dnring Lent, hut that they are perfectly\\ninnocent and proper at any other time, if arranged\\nfor at a proper place and under proper anspices.\\nHis contention, therefore, was that Mrs. Felix was\\niinjnst and narrow-minded to condemn these\\namusements without regard to the time^ the place,\\nand the society associated in them.\\n75", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0081.jp2"}, "82": {"fulltext": "76\\nA BICYCLIST S BREAM\\nI knew tliat Mrs. Felix had argued this question\\nfor hours at a time, and that Mr. Eitual had un-\\nwittingly tackled an antagonist more invincible\\nthan he thought. For Mrs. Felix had been a school\\nteacher for six years previous to her marriage, and\\nAvas a trained debater of rare skill. And I knew\\nthat she was thoroughly well-informed on this sub-\\nject. For in our city, where she taught school, it\\nis immensely difficult to get into those circles of\\nsociety where a young lady of refined taste and\\nculture can hope to form the acquaintance of such\\nyoung men as are considered worthy of her atten-\\ntion, unless she attends dances, card parties, and\\ntheatres.\\nBut Miss Grace Virtue was not one of that class\\nof professed Christians who can be induced to\\ncrucify her Lord in order to get the attention of\\nother men.\\nThey told her that if she persistently refused to\\nindulge in questionable amusements she would not\\nfeel at home in the social circles, and would soon be\\nleft out of the ring in which was her only possible\\nhope of ever receiving a desirable opportunity of\\nmarriage. They urged her to 3deld to the situation,\\nthereby obtain a suitable huBband, and then after\\nmarriage reconsider these matters, and if she con-\\ntinued to feel that they were sinful indulgences,\\nshe might then give them up and be pious and\\nsanctified.", "height": "3448", "width": "2348", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0082.jp2"}, "83": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n77\\nShe did not consider the proposition a moment.\\nShe replied that in all her reading of history she\\nhad never seen an acconnt of so many hnman\\nsacrifices offered np on the altars of devils as in\\nthe present generation. In those days/ said she,\\nspeaking of ancient history, they sometimes took\\nbeautifnl yonng virgins by force, and tied them to\\nan altar of wood, and burned them to death that\\nthe gods might be satisfied. Bnt now the virgins\\nmake haste to tie themselves to the criiel altars of\\nsinful society that they may be spiritually de-\\nstroyed, to please ungodly young men.\\nIt is not a crime to live without a husband. It\\nis a crime to live with some husbands, which have\\nbeen secured by the humiliation of women who\\nhave stooped to conquer and conquered that which\\nis not worth stooping for. If I ever have a\\nhusband I expect the Lord to attach him to me,\\nand I do not expect that the man for Avhom the Lord\\nhas created me will ever require or ask me to do a\\nsinful thing in order to win or retain his affection.\\nI knew the history of Mrs. Felix and the in-\\ntensity of her convictions. I remembered how\\nmanifestly the Lord directed Mr. Felix to come to\\nour city, how he met Miss Grace Virtue by a\\nmysterious accident, how afterwards he chanced to\\nbe on the same train with her while she was on her\\nway to deliver an address at a teachers convention\\nin another state. I remembered how her presence", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0083.jp2"}, "84": {"fulltext": "78\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\ncharmed liim from the first time he saw her, so\\nthat when she was not aAvare of it his eyes were\\nfixed upon her in a wondering meditation, as if a\\nstill, small voice within him was whispering the\\nstrange and fascinating secret which God had in\\nmind when He created her. He began to feel that\\nhis earthly happiness and immortal destiny de-\\npended npon his following the Divine gnidance.\\nI remembered the church wedding, the floral\\ndecorations, the costly presents, the happy faces,\\nand the general good feeling of joy and gladness\\nthat prevailed throughout our city when Solomon\\nFelix and Miss Grace Virtue knelt under an arch\\nof flowers representing a rainbow of promise, and\\nreceived the pastor s blessing upon their marriage\\nvows. The daily papers declared that the whole\\ncity felt proud of the fact that Mr. Solomon Felix,\\nthe only son and heir of the great financier and\\nphilanthropic millionaire, David Felix, had given\\nsuch testimony to the great intrinsic value of the\\naccomplished young ladies of our city as to select a\\ncompanion for life from their number.\\nI knew that Mr. Eitual had no chance of win-\\nning in a debate with her on this question of popu-\\nlar amusements. I knew that she believed that the\\ngreatest blessings of her life had come to her be-\\ncause of the high ground on which she stood in\\nthis regard. And I had heard her say in a public\\naddress that thousands of women are utterly miser-", "height": "3448", "width": "2348", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0084.jp2"}, "85": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n79\\nable for no other reason except that they blundered\\nby accepting- such views as Mr. Eitiial had ad-\\nvanced, and thereby compromised themselves with\\nthe world, and in the sight of their intended hus-\\nbands, until they made God their enemy and\\ncrushed themselves with the weight of their own\\naccumulated sins.\\nI therefore informed Mr. Eitual that Mrs. Felix\\nhad reached her conclusions after years of careful\\nstudy, observation, and experience, so that whether\\nshe was right or wrong her opinions had evidently\\ncrystallized into convictions which no amount of\\nargument could change, so that by his consent we\\nwould dismiss the subject and proceed to examine\\nthe next photograph. Mr. Eitual smiled, and so\\ndid Mr. Felix. The Misses Parrish saw their smiles\\nand caught the contagion. Then we all laughed\\noutright. And Mrs. Felix, without saying another\\nword, exhibited her eighth photograph, which was\\nthe picture of a landscape, with the forest of Im-\\nprudent Trees in the background and Tattlersville\\nahead in the low, open plain.\\nWhen we were passing through the village of\\nWorldly Pleasure,^^ said Mrs. Felix, we came to\\nthe bridge which spans the river of Appetite. The\\nriver is not very wide at this point. But there is a\\nbroad, smooth road running parallel with the river\\nall the way from the bridge to the Gulf of Despair.\\nSome of our party preferred to take this road,", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0085.jp2"}, "86": {"fulltext": "8o\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\npromising to cross the river further down^ and to\\njoin our party again on the Plains of Holiness. We\\ntold them that there was no other bridge but this,\\nand that if they ever succeeded in reaching the\\nother side of the river, they would have to repent\\nof this their folly, retrace their steps, and follow in\\nour tracks. We told them that this river of Ap-\\npetite flows into the Gulf of Despair with such a\\nforceful current that it continues in one stream\\nthrough the gulf, far out into the ocean of Misery,,\\nuntil it is lost no man knows where. But they did\\nnot see fit to heed our warnings, and claimed that\\nwe were only guessing, inasmuch as we had never\\ntraveled that road ourselves, and that we really\\ndid not know for a surety that there was no other\\nbridge across that river. We never saw them again..\\nWe crossed the bridge, walked up the hill of\\nSanctification, and mounted our wheels again on\\nthe table-lands of holiness, where we enjoyed the\\nfinest atmosphere and the loveliest scenery of our\\nentire journey.\\nWe came to the forest of Imprudent Trees,\\nwhich is more than ten miles square. We tried to\\navoid that forest, but on inquiry we learned that\\nall roads pass through the shade of those trees some-\\nwhere, and that we would be in no danger of ex-\\nperiencing any unpleasant sensations if we would\\nkeep together and not separate into pairs. We\\nwere told that the robbers who loiter in these woods", "height": "3444", "width": "2308", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0086.jp2"}, "87": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN. Ss\\nlive in Tattlersville, and that they never attack a\\ncompany of more than two unless it is very dark,\\n^^We went through without any unfortunate\\nscare or experiences, except that Mr. Felix s tandem\\nwas reported to have struck a concealed snag in\\nsuch a manner that some of our party feared for a\\nfew moments that Mr. Felix and I would suddenly-\\nseparate. We can assure you, however, that no^\\nsuch thing occurred, or else the jar was so slight\\nthat we have no recollection of it whatever.\\nWe were all quite nervous when we passerl\\nthrough Tattlersville. We had heard of the sad\\nexperiences of a Christian Endeavor excursion party\\nwho passed through this village on their way from\\nthe city of Christian Culture to the city of Christian\\nUsefulness. Old Mrs. Phoebe Gossip and her hus-\\nband were not invited to join this company of\\nyoung people. So they made up their minds to^\\nresent the slight by strewing tacks on the cyclist\\npath and puncturing the tires of the excursion\\nparty.\\nAs there is a law on the statute books makiiig\\nthis o/Tense a very serious crime, they put their wits\\ntogether to contrive a plan by which they could do*\\nthis without danger of being discovered in the act..\\nThey decided to fill their mouths with small, sharp\\ntacks, and to take a walk together along the path\\nafter dark and to spit the tacks one by one\\nevery few feet for hundreds of yards. From the\\nG", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0087.jp2"}, "88": {"fulltext": "$2\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nattic window of their wretched little home they\\nwatched the excursion party go by early next morn-\\ning, and saw the confusion that resulted.\\nWhen this picture was exhibited we congratu-\\nlated ourselves on having escaped any sensational\\nexperiences with the citizens of Tattlersville. and\\ndiscussed for a while the spiritual significance of\\nthe misfortane that befell the Christian Endeavor\\nparty.\\nThere are many people whose mouths are full\\nof tacks, of sharp, biting, insinuating, angry\\nwords, said Mr. Wesley. And they recklessly\\nstrew them in the pathway of God s children, and\\nthey seem to get a fiendish delight in puncturing\\nthe tires of Christian bicyclers, hurting their in-\\nfluence, tarnishing their reputation, and putting\\nthem to great confusion.\\nBut they forget that there is a law against it,\\nand that they shall surely stand before the eJudge\\ncf all the earth and answer to this charge against\\nthem in the Supreme Court of the Universe. The\\nindictment is sure, the evidence will be conclusive,\\nthe law is plain, the penalty is great. And it is\\nlight that the penalty should be great. For that\\nman is the ineanest sort of a robber who takes char-\\nacter away from his victim. Is there a young lady\\nin all the world who wo aid not rather have tens\\nef thousands of dollars taken from her by the\\njroiigh hand, of the highwayman in the wild forest", "height": "3448", "width": "2340", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0088.jp2"}, "89": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n83\\nthan to have her character ruined by the robbers\\nTattlersville?\\n^^The people of Tattlersville generally make their\\nassault on the most helpless individuals in the\\nworld. They rarely attack a strong man, or a\\nwoman with a brave husband, or a girl with heroic\\nbrothers. But they are merciless when they find\\n51 helpless creature.\\nIt does not require much courage for a strong\\nman to shamefully entreat or to seriously wound\\na little boy. But if that boy chances to be the\\nking^s son, woe unto that man who assaults the lad I\\nI can understand, therefore, how God will feel\\nwhen His little children are brought before him\\nin the Judgment day to show him the cruel wounds\\ninflicted upon them by the strong robbers of Tat-\\ntlersville. He has said, ^Vengeance is mine; I will\\nrepay. ^Woe unto that man by whom the offense\\nCometh. ^Whosoever shall offend one of these little\\nones that believe in me, it is better for him that a\\nmillstone were hanged about his neck and he were\\ncast into the sea.\\nWe agreed that Mr. Wesley was right, and that\\nthe citizens of Tattlersville would probably fare\\nworse in the day of Judgment than the inhabitants\\nof Sodom and Gomorrah. For we remembered\\nthat it was while Jesus was looking into the faces\\nof the slanderers and false-accusers who were\\ngathering together to put Him to death that He", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0089.jp2"}, "90": {"fulltext": "84\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM.\\nsaid, Ye serpents, ye generation of vipers, how\\ncan ye escape the damnation of hell?^^ People\\nwhose months are filled with insinuating, stinging\\nwords are personified serpents, vipers, and demons,\\nwhose nltimate destiny is inevitably the damna-\\ntion of hell/", "height": "3448", "width": "2304", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0090.jp2"}, "91": {"fulltext": "Cal. ri. J.\\nCHAPTER XII.\\nCheistian people who go into places of worldly\\namusement frequently need a repair shop very soon\\nafterwards. We passed by a dozen or more of them\\nGrlr w r r the\\nGieat Western Sea of Eternity. One of them was\\nlocated at the end of Lover s Lane. It seemed to\\nbe domg a great deal of business. There were\\nmany workmen employed in it, and I saw hundreds\\nof wheels there awaiting repair. Some of the\\nwheels were but slightly injured, having apparently\\n\u00c2\u00abS", "height": "3380", "width": "2212", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0091.jp2"}, "92": {"fulltext": "86\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nsuffered a hard blow on their handles of Sentiment\\nand Eeason, which resulted in slightly twisting the\\nhandle-bar of Judgment imtil the brake of De-\\ntermination would not work. But some of tha\\nwheels were seriously hurt. The proprietor said\\nthey never could be fixed as good as new again.\\nHe said he could fix them up so they would go\\nagain, but that they would not run perfectly true\\nbecause the frame of their Constitution had been\\nwrenched, and because the life of the metal, which\\nhe compared to the nerves of the body, would not\\nstand the severe strain and hard knocks necessary\\nto successful repairing.\\nI noticed that nine tenths of the wheels awaiting\\nrepair were ladies wheels. The proprietor said\\nthat this was the natural result of the weaker frame\\nused in making ladies wheels. The diamond\\nframe of gentlemen s wheels gives the strongest\\npossible constitution, while the drop-frame of\\nladies wheels is easily hurt.\\nWe passed another repair shop at the end of the\\nbridge over the river of Appetite. It was located\\nbetween the village of Worldly Pleasure and the\\nhill of Sanctification. It also appeared to be doing\\na large business.\\nWe passed by other shops, but the two of which\\nwe have spoken, and the one on the western side\\nof Tattlersville, were the most important ones.\\nThis last one made a specialty of repairing punc-", "height": "3448", "width": "2348", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0092.jp2"}, "93": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n87\\ntiired tires. The pro])rietor told iiie that during\\nthe bicycle season he kept forty men at work in\\nhis punctured -tire department alone. I asked him\\nhow he managed to get forty men to help him\\nduring the busy season without giving them em-\\nployment all the time. He said that he had been\\nable to overcome that difficulty by securing the\\nservices of men who do not care to give all their\\ntime to this vrork. He then explained to me how\\nhis punctured-tire department was made up of three\\nlarge rooms, with each room devoted to a special,\\nclass of punctures.\\nThe first room was in charge of ordinary work-\\nmen, who were fully competent to deal with or-\\ndinary punctures. More than half of the work\\nof this department was done in this first room.\\nIn the next room there were clergymen of all\\ndenominations engaged in repairing the more dif-\\nficult cases. N^one of them seemed anxious to do\\nthis sort of work, and none of them could be hired\\nto work at this business all the time. But all of\\nthem acknoAvledged that they had had considerable\\nexperience in the business and that it seemed ex-\\npedient now and then for them to assist in patching\\nup such difficulties as are too serious for ordinary\\npeople to mend.\\nIn the third room there were lawyers, repre-\\nsenting all political parties and all classes of so-\\nciety. Whenever there comes to the shop a tire", "height": "3436", "width": "2272", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0093.jp2"}, "94": {"fulltext": "S8\\nA BICYCLIST S BREAM\\npnnctured so badly that ordinary people and min-\\nisters cannot mend it, the wheel is promptly handed\\nover to this third room^ where the lawyers take it\\nin hand and either mend it or destroy it. The\\nproprietor said that pnnctures of this third class\\nare usually very expensive, and that it would fre-\\nquently be more economical for the bicycler to buy\\na new tire than to get an old one mended. Never-\\ntheless/ said he, there are people who have more\\ndollars than sense, people who do not ask for nor\\ntake advice, people who insist that the thing they\\nwant must be obtained at any cost, and so I engage\\nto repair their wheels according to their directions.\\nMrs. Felix took the photograph of this third-\\nmentioned repair shop. As she took it from her\\ncamera she told us of a conversation that she had\\nwith the proprietor when she came by that place.\\nWe alighted there, she said, to see what\\nfoundation there was for the report which reached\\nour ears in Tattlersville that our tandem had struck\\na snag and injured the forward wheel. One man\\ntold another that he saw the accident and that it\\ncame near throwing me in one direction and Mr.\\nFelix in another. Neither Mr. Felix nor I were\\n-conscious of having run against anything danger-\\nous or unpleasant, but we thought we had better\\ndismount and make a careful examination while\\na repair shop was at hand.", "height": "3440", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0094.jp2"}, "95": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n89\\nWe found nothing whatever to indicate that\\nour wheel had struck a snag. Neither could tlio\\nproprietor of the shop find any fault anywliere.\\nWe concluded, therefore, that it was a falsehood\\ninvented in Tattlersville for the purpose of creating\\na sensation rather than for the purpose of annoying\\nus. And so I asked the proprietor why the people\\non the Plains of Holiness allow the robhers of Tat-\\ntlersville to dwell in their country.\\nHe asked me in reply to tell him why it is that\\nrobbers are allowed to dwell in any country. I\\ntold him that I did not know of any country where\\nthey are allowed to dwell except in the Plains of\\nHoliness. He asked me then if I supposed there\\never was or will be any country where robbers do\\nnot dwell in spite of the laws against them.\\nHe then informed me that there are on the map\\nno less than one hundred places by the name of\\nTattlersville, and that he was very thankful that\\nthere is but one village by that name on all the\\nPlains of Holiness. He said that he was perfectly\\nwilling to vote against allowing that village to\\nremain there, although the loss of it would greatly\\ninjure his business. He reminded me of the fact,\\nhowever, that the Plains of Holiness are not abso-\\nlutely level. ^There are, he said, ^high plains and\\nlow plains, hill-tops and ravines, fields and forests,\\nsmooth roads and rough roads. And the people\\ntherefore do not all belong to the same social class,", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0095.jp2"}, "96": {"fulltext": "90\\nA BICYCLIST S BREAM\\nnor do they have the same degree of intelligence.\\nTattlersville is situated on the very lowest plain,\\nand there are people in that village who have no\\nright to be in the Plains of Holiness at all. They\\nare deceivers who have come in to spy out the land\\nand to plunder. We cannot get rid of them until\\nwe have evidence against them^ and evidence is hard\\nto get/\\nI think he was quite right/^ remarked Mr. Wes-\\nley.\\nI took him to be a man of extraordinary intelli-\\ngence/^ remarked Mr. Eitual.\\n^^When Mrs. Felix finishes her account of him\\nI will tell you my experience in that shop/^ I ex-\\nclaimed.\\nI have nothing more to say/^ replied Mrs.\\nFelix, ^^except that I was very much helped by the\\nway he represented the matter to me. I think I\\nnow see why it is that so many people consider the\\nPlains of Holiness a country no better than other\\nlands. They forget that there are highlands and\\nlowlands in those Plains, that the wheat and tares\\ngrow together there precisely as elsewhere, and that\\nthe lofty experiences of those that dwell upon the\\nhill-tops should not be considered myths simply be-\\ncause they have heard of the forest of Imprudent\\nTrees, and the robbers of Tattlersville in the lowest\\nplain.", "height": "3444", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0096.jp2"}, "97": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n91\\nI had a long talk with the proi3rietor of that\\nshop/^ I said when Mrs. Felix had finished her\\nstory^ and he was in a jovial mood, so that he said\\nmany bright things in a careless manner.\\nWhen we had passed through Tattlersville, Mr.\\nX. T. C. Stuart and I decided to run several miles\\njust as fast as we could make our wheels go. Con-\\nsequently we were a long way ahead of the rest of\\nour party when we came to this shop. We there-\\nfore dismounted and asked to have our chains oiled\\nwhile we were waiting for our friends to arrive.\\nThe proprietor seemed to recognize a ministerial\\nlook in our faces, although Mr. Stuart has never\\ndevoted his whole time to the work of the Gospel\\nministry. He has what is called a local license,\\nand preaches occasionally in the rural districts. He\\nis not liked in the city pulpits, for the reason that\\nhe despises formality and style and grammar and\\nrhetoric He thinks that the old-time apostolic\\nreligion was something apart from all this, and that\\nthe true religion is defiled and shorn of its power\\nby the scrupulous observance of rules and regula-\\ntions.\\nThe proprietor of this shop fixed his pene-\\ntrating eyes upon^us, and in reply to our request\\nanswered:\\nTt will cost you only ten cents each to have\\nyour chains baptized.^", "height": "3440", "width": "2264", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0097.jp2"}, "98": {"fulltext": "92\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nWe liad not said anything about baptism^ and we\\nfelt inclined to consider liis remark irreverent and\\nimpertinent. But we pretended not to notice it\\nand consented to liave the oil put on.\\n^To what church do you belong? he asked,\\nlooking Mr. Stuart squarely in the face.\\nbelong to the Methodist church, the best\\nchurch in the world/ Mr. Stuart replied. And as\\nhe made this answer he looked towards me with a\\nbroad smile on his face, as if wondering whether I\\nwould remain silent under the soimd of that sweep-\\ning statement..\\n^Apply the oil to the chain. One drop is as\\ngood as a river! exclaimed the proprietor as he\\nhanded Mr. Stuart s wheel to a workman.\\n^And to what church do you belong? he asked\\nas he took my wheel.\\nI belong to the Baptist church/ I replied.\\nApply the chain to the oil. Immersion is the\\nonly proper mode! he exclaimed as he gave my\\nwheel to the workman who had come forward to\\nreceive it.\\n^Now, gentlemen, I have done as I agreed, said\\nthe proprietor, as our wheels were returned, ^f\\nI mistake not you are ministers of the Gospel, and\\nit is your business to teach people what the word\\nbaptize means. I agreed to baptize your chains for\\na dime each, and I have fulfilled my contract ac-", "height": "3444", "width": "2344", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0098.jp2"}, "99": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n93\\ncording to your own interpretation of that word.\\nI have pnt three drops of oil on the Methodist\\nchain^ although one drop would have heen suf-\\nficient. I have put the Baptist chain into a pot of\\noil, that it might be immersed in accordance with\\nBaptist belief.\\n^The Methodist church allows us to have choice\\nof the different modes of baptism/ replied Mr.\\nStuart, his face aglow with indignation, ^but you\\ngave me no choice in this matter and consequently\\nyou have defrauded me.\\nacknowledge my fault/ replied the proprietor\\npromptly. I overlooked that point. But I will\\nyet fulfill my contract. Which mode do you pre-\\nfer? It shall be done according to your prefer-\\nence.\\n^0, never mind; let it be as it is/ replied Mr.\\nStuart. But hereafter you should be fair in your\\ndealings with the members of my church.\\nThe proprietor promised to do so, and after\\nmaking humble apology tried to change the con-\\nversation, so as to get Mr. Stuart into a better\\nhumor. AVhen I saw that he was trying in vain to\\nbring a smile on the face of my offended brother,\\nI undertook to help him accomplish that task.\\nI noticed that although we had traveled the\\nsame road, and had begun our journey from the\\nsame starting point, his cyclometer registered\\nnearly two miles more than mine. I told him that", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0099.jp2"}, "100": {"fulltext": "94\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nthis difference was due to the fact that he had been\\nmaking a terribly crooked path^ wabbling from one\\nside of the road to the other, while I had come\\nstraight along.\\nHe replied that no matter how crooked his path\\nwas it showed continuous progress, and that so long\\nas a man continues to make satisfactory progress\\nhe should be excused for deflecting a trifle from the\\nstandard of perfection.\\n^^The proprietor joined in to help Mr. Stuart\\nmake his defense and thereby win his favor. He\\nassumed a wise and philosophical countenance, and\\nemphatically declared that neither my path nor\\nthat of any other bicycler was ever perfectly\\nstraight. And he went on to explain how the\\nswerving from the one side of a straight line to\\nthe other is the secret of how a bicycler keeps from\\nfalling. He drew a diagram illustrating how, by\\nthis means, all the physical forces are held in\\nequilibrium and bicycle riding is made possible.\\nJust at that time Mrs. Phoebe Gossip, wife of Big\\nSlanderer Gossip, came riding by on her way to\\nTattlers ville. She was making a terribly crooked\\npath. The proprietor looked at her with an ex-\\npression of utter contempt on his face. Then turn-\\ning to Mr. Stuart he said:\\n^Look at that woman s cyclometer, and if it\\ndoes not register two miles every time yours regis-\\nters one, then I will give you a new bicycle.", "height": "3448", "width": "2272", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0100.jp2"}, "101": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\n95\\nhave been at work for several years/ lie con-\\ntinued to say, ^trying to invent a Chinometer which\\ncan be attached to a woman s chin, and tucked\\naway out of sight, where it can accurately measure\\nthe distance the chin travels in its up and down\\nmotion every day. I have almost got it finished.\\nI told my wife it was an electric battery that would\\ncure the toothache in one day. So one fine morn-\\ning I got her to put it on, and at night it registered\\ntwenty-five miles. And that was an unusually\\nquiet day at my house. If I could only get one of\\nthese things on Mrs. Gossip s chin I am sure she\\ncould make a century run on any pleasant after-\\nnoon.\\nThis story brought Mr. Stuart to terms. He\\ncould no longer retain a disgruntled expression on\\nhis face. Every stiff muscle of indignation in his\\ncountenance seemed to suddenly collapse while this\\nstory was being told. At first he chuckled, then\\nhe laughed outright, and his sides shook until\\nevery unkind feeling disappeared from his heart\\nand thought.\\nWhile he was laughing so heartily, the pro-\\nprietor slipped the dime back into Mr. Stuart s\\npocket without his knowing it. Then he told me\\nto tell him by and by that his chain did not need\\noiling, and that he was only having a little fun\\nwith him in playing that joke.", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0101.jp2"}, "102": {"fulltext": "9\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM.\\nAll hour afterward I told Mr. Stuart all about\\nit. He confessed that the proprietor had out-\\nwitted him and taught him a valuable lesson. He\\nregretted very much that he failed to see the point\\nin time to express his gratitude properly. He said\\nhe would always remember that proprietor with a\\ngreat deal of pleasure^ and that he would make it\\na point to try to meet him again.", "height": "3444", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0102.jp2"}, "103": {"fulltext": "Ye did run well who did hinder you Gal. v. 7.\\nCHAPTER XIII.\\n^^I HAVE a photograpli of Mr. Stuart, remarked\\nMrs. Felix, when she had heard the account of niy\\nexperience with him, and it is the tenth and last\\nphotograph in my camera. But after I have\\nshown it to you, I desire to complete a set of one\\ndozen pictures by photographing this group of peo-\\nple who have made the run successfully, and by\\nphotographing the view of the Great Western Sea\\nof Eternity which we get from this standpoint on\\nthe shore.\\n97", "height": "3448", "width": "2276", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0103.jp2"}, "104": {"fulltext": "98\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nShe then produced the picture^ and explained\\nhow it was that she became interested in him suf-\\nficiently to want his photograph.\\nWhen wx were passing through the plain of\\nMediocrit3^ in the county of Contentment, we left\\nthe middle of the rough, much-traveled highway to\\ntake the enterprising, up-to-date cyclist path which\\nhas been constructed on the right side of the road\\nfrom the city of Obscurity to the village of Fame.\\nBut Mr. Stuart refused to do likewise, and persisted\\nin criticising us because we did it. He said that\\nthe old-fashioned road which the fathers trod was\\ngood enough for him and ought to be good enough\\nfor any one else who has proper respect for the\\ngreat achievements of the pioneers, who labored\\nhard for years and years to construct these roads\\nfor their children to enjoy.\\n^While he was waxing eloquent over the great\\nrespect for the memory of the fathers which every\\nloyal descendant ought to have, he slipped into a\\nrut which the numerous heavy wagons that travel\\nthat road have made in many places. Finding it\\ndifficult to extricate himself he undertook to push\\nalong in that track. I anticipated the result and\\nimmediately set my camera for a snap-shot.\\nMr. Stuart soon realized what every other\\nbicycler must learn soon or late, either from the lips\\nof others, or from the result of a sad experience,\\nthat a bicycle peremptorily refuses to go in a rut.", "height": "3448", "width": "2272", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0104.jp2"}, "105": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN. 99\\nIt was not more than sixty seconds from tlie time\\nhe fell into that rut nntil he lost his balance, sprung\\nhis forward wheel two inches, his rear one six, and\\nstrained every joint in his hard steel frame. He\\nwas thrown to one side, bnt did not get hnrt. We\\nleft him there in the middle of the road, for not\\none of ns knew how to straighten oni his affairs.\\nIt wonld reqnire an expert to do that/^\\nMrs. Felix looked at me and smiled significantly.\\nI saw the hnmor of the situation, and the applica-\\ntion which she desired to make, bnt which she saw\\nwas hardly necessary, and so I said:\\n^^It is true that ministers do sometimes get into\\nrnts. And so do all other teachers, even from the\\nred schoolhonse on the hill, where Mrs. Felix nsed\\nto preside, to the great imiversity in the metropolis.\\nPhysicians, merchants, farmers, and all other men,\\nand some women, are exposed to the same danger.\\nI honor Mr. Stuart for his sincere desire to\\nhonor the fathers. Bnt I deny that the fathers\\never taught ns that we should honor them by\\nwalking in the paths and keeping in the roads\\nwhich they constrncted. Onr illnstrions ancestors\\ndid not pretend to walk in the paths which their\\nfathers had made, and they were too wise and too\\ngood to expect of their children more honor than\\nthey were willing to bestow npon their predeces-\\nsors. I, therefore, charge Mr. Stnart with having\\ndishonored the fathers by his conduct, instead of", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0105.jp2"}, "106": {"fulltext": "lOO\\nA BICYCLIST S DREAM\\nlionoring tliem, as lie meant to do. For the fathers\\nalwa3 s availed themselves of the best things in\\ntheir reach, and their doctrine was that we should\\ndo likewise.\\nA bicycler cannot afford to travel the same road\\nthat the lumber wagon does. The lumber wagon\\nmay be worth as much as the bicycle, and more,\\nand the lumber wagon may be more necessary, but\\nthe difference between them is as great and signifi-\\ncfut as is the difference loetween the nerves of the\\nhod-carrier and the college president. They are\\nnot made to travel the same road, nor to exchange\\nplaces with one another, nor to go in the same\\ntrack.^^\\nBehold the last ra3 s of the setting sun! ex-\\nclaimed Mrs. Felix, interrupting my trend of\\nthought, and hastily 2^1 oceeding to adjust her\\ncamera so as to photograph the entire group before\\nthe sun was set.\\nThen I looked into the clouds once more, but\\nthe sun was gone and darkness was settling down\\nupon my dream, and I lost the continuity of my\\nthought. A queer feeling came over me, and I\\nimagined that I was dying. I turned to my com-\\npanions, but I could not see their faces. Thereby\\nI knew that my last words had better be spoken\\nquickly or it would be forever too late. So I lifted\\nup my voice and declaimed:", "height": "3448", "width": "2272", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0106.jp2"}, "107": {"fulltext": "OF THE ROAD TO HEAVEN.\\nlOI\\nHe who rides a spiritual bicycle cannot stand\\nstill. He must go on or go off. His path may not\\nbe absolutely straight, but it must be progTcssive.\\nHe must beware of dogs, and of worldly-minded,\\npleasure-loTing associates. He must beware of\\nsandy rDads, of ruts, and of unchaste and unseemly\\nexperiments. He must let no man deceive him\\nwith Tain philosophy and Pharisaical traditions.\\nHe cannot do much looking backward without\\ndanger of losing his balance and thereby injuring\\nhimself and his wheel. His motto must be the\\nwords of St. Paul: ^This one thing I do, forgetting\\nthose things which are behind, and reaching forth\\nunto those things which are before, I press toward\\nthe mark for the prize of the high calling of God\\nin Christ Jesus.^\\nThe Exd.", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0107.jp2"}, "108": {"fulltext": "1\\ni\\ni\\ni", "height": "3428", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0108.jp2"}, "109": {"fulltext": "ELIJAH THE PROPHET.\\nA DREAM OF THE CHRIST-\\nBy J. BuNYAN Lemon.\\nIn this Dream the reader is brought into companionship\\nwith this great and strange Elijah, the Tishbite. Into this\\nprophet s home we enter, and see visions of the Christ-life and\\nof the whole Messianic reign. From the Preface.\\nThe Rev. E. C. Sage, Ph. D., D. D., Secretary of the Con-\\nnecticut Baptist Education Society, says I have read Mr.\\nLemon s book with great pleasure. I consider that, as a pre-\\nsentation of Biblical scenes, it is worth ten times as much as\\nBen LIur. In my judgment it will prove fascinating to all\\nthoughtful Christians.\\nThe Rev. George M. Stone, D. D., of Hartford, Conn., says\\nYou have succeeded in making a series of graphic and very\\nrealistic pictures of the gospel history, which is to my own\\nmind sufficient to commend the book strongly. Whatever\\nmight be thought of the use of visions as a vehicle of thought,\\nthe descriptions themselves will, I am sure, bring the events of\\nNew Testament history closer to almost every class of mind.\\nI have long taken the view you take of the place of Elijah in\\nthe kingdom programme. I also think the discriminations you\\nmake between Isaiah s prophecy and that of Malachi wholly\\ntenable.\\nThis hook is handsomely hound in cloth, contains 282\\npages, and loas puhlished in Heptemher, 1899, hy the Flem-\\ning H. Bevell Co. of New York, Chicago, and Toronto.\\nPRICE SI. 25.", "height": "3448", "width": "2260", "jp2-path": "bicylistsdreamof00lemo_0109.jp2"}, "110": {"fulltext": "A Valuable\\nI Chart.\\nq^HIS is a hand-\\nj 1 somely litho-\\n^m ^^r graphed chart, 22x27\\ninches, on excellent\\nI luality of heavy paper,\\nthe same thickness as\\nARRANGED BY J. BUNYAN LEMON. P\u00c2\u00b0\\nacknowledged to be\\nthe best help to Bible study ever yet invented. It is designed\\nto be framed and thus to become a useful, ornamental, and per-\\nmanent acquisition in the home, school, or class-room. Deliv-\\nered postpaid to any address for seventy-five cents.\\nHow many pupils, and\\nteachers too, in your school,\\nknow that the Bible contains sixty-six books If a large num-\\nber of them know this, perhaps not so many of them know the\\norder of those books. Fewer still know how the books can be\\ngrouped according to the kind of revelation which they contain.\\nPerhaps still fewer know the relative sizes of those books. All\\nthis can be made plain by a glance at a chart called The Bible\\nas a Library. The chart is a lithographed representation of a\\nbookcase containing two rows of books and divided by partiuons\\nat points marking the different groups of volumes. Each volume\\nas it stands in the bookcase is of the proper relative, thickness,\\nthe back of each volume giving the name, number of chapters,\\nand number of words contained therein. At the bottom of the\\nchart there is some printed matter containing interesting facts in\\nbrief about the general make-up of the Bible. The chart can-\\nnot fail to prove a valuable addition to the furniture of the Sun-\\nday-school room.\\nRev. Augustus H. Strong, D. D., LL. D., President of the Rochester\\nTheological Seminary, Rochester, N. Y. It presents to the eye many\\nfacts which are very useful and yet very dif!icult to remember. I hope\\nit may meet with a wide sale. Every Sunday-school ought to have it.\\nRev. Francis E. Clark, D. D., President United Society of Christian\\nEndeavor, Boston, Mass. The Bible as a 1 ibrary appears to me to\\nbe a very valuable help in teaching children the character, comparative\\nsize, and general division of literature into wliich the books of the Bible\\nnaturallj fall. It also impresses upon every one who examines it the\\nfact that the Bible is, in itself, a whole library of poetry, history, and\\nprophecy. 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