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Faith and begorra, 'tis some rascal making off with the rear wheel of
the museum's penny-farthing! http://www.limerickcorp.ie/WebApps/M...px?RowID=40058 http://www.limerickcorp.ie/WebApps/M...px?RowID=40059 Sure, and it's a 650B that the lad's wanting. Cheers, Carl Fogel |
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On Thu, 20 Dec 2007 02:19:35 GMT, Ryan Cousineau
wrote: In article , wrote: Faith and begorra, 'tis some rascal making off with the rear wheel of the museum's penny-farthing! http://www.limerickcorp.ie/WebApps/M...px?RowID=40058 http://www.limerickcorp.ie/WebApps/M...px?RowID=40059 Sure, and it's a 650B that the lad's wanting. Cheers, Carl Fogel Shurely a motorpacing bike? Dear Ryan, Ye may be right, but like as not, 'twas just a wee attempt at re-creating a leading-wheel highwheeler with whativer came to hand, by dad: http://books.google.com/books?id=J1o...vFOIEbS7 q9hc Apropos iv such-like . . . THE DIVIDED SKIRT. "Jawn," said Mr. Dooley, "did ye iver hear th' puzzle whin a woman's not a woman?" "Faith, I have," said Mr. McKenna. "When I was a kid, I knew the answer." "Ye didn't know this answer," said Mr. Dooley. "Whin is a woman not a woman? 'Twas give to me las' Satthurdah night be young Callaghan, th' sthreet-car man that have all th' latest jokes that does be out. Whin is a woman not a woman? mind ye. Whin's she's on a bicycle, by dad. Yes, yes. Whin she's on a bicycle, Jawn. D'ye know Molly Donahue?" "I know her father," said Mr. McKenna. "Well, well, the dacint man sint his daughter Molly to have a convint schoolin'; an' she larned to pass th' butther in Frinch an' to paint all th' chiny dishes in th' cubb'rd, so that, whin Donahue come home wan night an' et his supper, he ate a green paint ha-arp along with his cabbage, an' they had to sind f'r Docthor Hinnissy f'r to pump th' a-art work out iv him. So they did. But Donahue, bein' a quite man, niver minded that, but let her go on with her do-se-does an' bought her a bicycle. All th' bicycles th' poor man had himsilf whin he was her age was th' dhray he used to dhrive f'r Comiskey; but he says, 'Tis all th' thing,' he says. 'Let th' poor child go her way,' he says to his wife, he says. 'Honoria,' he says, 'she'll get over it.' "No wan knowed she had th' bicycle, because she wint out afther dark an' practised on it down be th' dump. But las' Friday ev'nin', lo an' behold, whin th' r-road was crowded with people fr'm th' brick-yards an' th' gas-house an' th' mills, who shud come ridin' along be th' thracks, bumpin' an' holdin' on, but Molly Donahue? An' dhressed! How d'ye suppose she was dhressed? In pa-ants, Jawn avick. In pa-ants. Oh, th' shame iv it! Ivry wan on th' sthreet stopped f'r to yell. Little Julia Dorgan called out, 'Who stole Molly's dhress?' Ol' man Murphy was settin' asleep on his stoop. He heerd th' noise, an' woke up an' set his bull tarrier Lydia Pinkham on her. Malachi Dorsey, vice-prisident iv th' St. Aloysius Society, was comin' out iv th' German's, an' see her. He put his hands to his face, an' wint back to th' house. "But she wint bumpin' on, Jawn, till she come up be th' house. Father Kelly was standin' out in front, an' ol' man Donahue was layin' down th' law to him about th' tariff, whin along come th' poor foolish girl with all th' kids in Bridgeport afther her. Donahue turned white. 'Say a pather an' avy quick,' he says to the priest. Thin he called out to his wife. 'Honoria,' he says, 'bring a bar'l,' he says. 'Molly has come away without annything on,' he says, 'but Sarsfield's pa-ants.' Thin he turned on his daughter. 'May th' Lord forgive ye, Molly Donahue,' he says, 'this night!' he says. 'Child, where is ye'er dhress?' 'Tut, tut!' says th' good man. 'Molly,' he says, 'ye look well on that there bicycle,' he says. 'But 'tis th' first time I ever knowed ye was bow-legged,' he says, says th' soggarth aroon. "Well, sir, she wint into th' house as if she'd been shot fr'm a gun, an' th' nex' mornin' I see Doheny's express wagon haulin' th' bicycle away." "Didn't Father Kelly do anything about it?" asked Mr. McKenna. "No," replied Mr. Dooley. "There was some expicted she'd be read fr'm th' altar at high mass, but she wasn't." http://infomotions.com/etexts/gutenb...3784/13784.htm Cheers, Carl Fogel |
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In article ,
wrote: On Thu, 20 Dec 2007 02:19:35 GMT, Ryan Cousineau wrote: In article , wrote: Faith and begorra, 'tis some rascal making off with the rear wheel of the museum's penny-farthing! http://www.limerickcorp.ie/WebApps/M...px?RowID=40058 http://www.limerickcorp.ie/WebApps/M...px?RowID=40059 Sure, and it's a 650B that the lad's wanting. Cheers, Carl Fogel Shurely a motorpacing bike? Dear Ryan, Ye may be right, but like as not, 'twas just a wee attempt at re-creating a leading-wheel highwheeler with whativer came to hand, by dad: http://books.google.com/books?id=J1opX8cx6EQC&pg=PA219&lpg=PA219&dq=riding +bicycle+steps+capitol+riding+small+wheel+star&sou rce=web&ots=tqxxoWG2qH&sig=mM27K7ipsnXr1QZvFOIEbS7 q9hc Apropos iv such-like . . . THE DIVIDED SKIRT. "Jawn," said Mr. Dooley, "did ye iver hear th' puzzle whin a woman's not a woman?" "Faith, I have," said Mr. McKenna. "When I was a kid, I knew the answer." "Ye didn't know this answer," said Mr. Dooley. "Whin is a woman not a woman? 'Twas give to me las' Satthurdah night be young Callaghan, th' sthreet-car man that have all th' latest jokes that does be out. Whin is a woman not a woman? mind ye. Whin's she's on a bicycle, by dad. Yes, yes. Whin she's on a bicycle, Jawn. D'ye know Molly Donahue?" http://infomotions.com/etexts/gutenb...3784/13784.htm "The author may excuse the presentation of these sketches to the public on the ground that, if he did not publish some of them, somebody would, and, if he did not publish the others, nobody would." -- Ryan Cousineau http://www.wiredcola.com/ "My scenarios may give the impression I could be an excellent crook. Not true - I am a talented lawyer." - Sandy in rec.bicycles.racing |
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On Dec 19, 4:18 pm, wrote:
Faith and begorra, 'tis some rascal making off with the rear wheel of the museum's penny-farthing! http://www.limerickcorp.ie/WebApps/M...s.aspx?RowID=4... http://www.limerickcorp.ie/WebApps/M...s.aspx?RowID=4... Ah! The best of both worlds! Low inertia _and_ better aerodynamics! - Frank Krygowski |
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aka Frank Krygowski wrote:
On Dec 19, 4:18 pm, wrote: Faith and begorra, 'tis some rascal making off with the rear wheel of the museum's penny-farthing! http://www.limerickcorp.ie/WebApps/M...s.aspx?RowID=4... http://www.limerickcorp.ie/WebApps/M...s.aspx?RowID=4... Ah! The best of both worlds! Low inertia _and_ better aerodynamics! The front wheel is NOT exceedingly small. The problem is the seat is too high and the rear wheel too large. -- Tom Sherman - Holstein-Friesland Bovinia POST FREE OR DIE! |
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