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Title: The Wheel and cycling trade review
Year: 1888 (1880s)
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Subjects: Cycling Bicycles Cyclists
Publisher: New York : Wheel and Cycling Trade Review
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one wonders how they can weather areally severe storm. The ride is so interest-ing that before you know it you have passedRobbins Reef light and the mournful-sound-ing bell buoy, and the high, green hills ofStaten Island are before you. Landing at St. George there is a choice ofroutes. Taking the road to the right, aslight climb will bring you to the RichmondTerrace Road, lately damaged, alas, by thatnecessary means of locomotion for unfortu-nates without bicycles—the trolley. After afew minutes riding past old hotels whichhave long since seen their prime, and a fewold Colonial houses, which appear so com-fortable and homelike, one of which is shownin an illustration, Sailors Snug Harbor isreached—the most interesting feature of theNorth Shore Road. Founded early in thecentury, and located in what is now the re-tail section of New-York City, the foundersawoke one morning, many years ago, to findthe property so valuable that the income wasmore than sufficient to pay all expenses of
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Colonial House, New Brighton. with a new picture. A schooner, with allsail set, comes majestically up from theLower Bay; an ocean greyhound follows,hovering for a few minutes at Quarantine, al-most at your feet. Small sail and steamyachts are constantly coming and going.From the excursion boats bound to or fromConey Island and Rockaway, come faintstrains of music. Luckily for you, they arefaint, if you have a musical ear. Further up the Bay, almost where youlanded from the ferry, several of the WhiteIron ride at anchor, with busy Httle

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