7. From Farmer Harrington's Calendar: November 20, 18 — -

It's quite a show, and strikes me a good deal —
How many ride around here on a wheel:
The streets are graded very smooth and nice,
And make this town the wheelman's paradise,
A brother-farmer — neighbor, once, to me —
Who's down here, like myself, to hear and see,
Told me, last night, before we " doused the glim, "
How a young wheel-chap got the start of him.
'Twould skip my memory, maybe, if I'd let it:
I'll put it down here so I sha'n't forget it.
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