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Identifier: stnicholasserial271dodg (find matches)
Title: St. Nicholas (serial)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children's literature
Publisher: (New York : Scribner & Co.)
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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oads. To-day the con-ditions are just right. The bicycle taught uswhat to do, and on the smooth, hard asphaltstreet or the macadamized road we hear theelectric bell of the new carriage without horses. The carriage waits. Let us take a ride ona runabout with seats for two. Why! its really a buggy — on bicycle wheels. crank inside. Yes, he does tremble a little,as if eager to rush away. Now! All ready!I -11 sit on the left, where I can see the road. How perfectly delightful! The runa-bout is well named; for it can certainly run.No horse in front; no reins to handle; nowhip; no big creature with a will of his ownto be guided, urged, and controlled ; and no-thing to obstruct the clear view in front, nothingto obstruct the rush of pure air as the carriageflies swiftly over the asphalt. Eight, ten,twelve miles an hour. It could be more—could be twenty-five miles an hour; but twelvemiles an hour is as fast as is safe in city streets. 3§4 the automobile: its present and its future. (Mar.
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A PROCESSION OF AUTOMOBILES. We overtake teams, carriages, and bicycles, travel on for another hundred miles at the and pass them all. We meet a trolley-car on same rate of speed as before,a cross-street, and slow up to let it pass. As we We ride on, up hill and down, over pave- stop we feel the slight jar of the motor, for it is ment, asphalt, macadamized road, or plain working away while we wait. On again, turn- country road, now fast, now slow, stopping, ing neatly round the end of the car and rush- starting, backing, turning sharp corners and ing swiftly forward. Lookout!—man crossing wide corners, and, if necessary, stopping the street. He sees us and stops, and stands quickly—in fact, far more quickly than a horse frightened and irresolute. If he would go can stop. And all of this without a horse, right on he would be safe. The carriage runs in absolute safety, certainty, and precision, at swiftly, turns completely round him, and goes the touch of a hand or a foot. As no hor

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