The Wheel and cycling trade review . ng finish. We enter lower Broadway and turn to theright on that broad, handsome, elm-shadedboulevard, down through a double row oflarge hotels; pass the Convention Hall, theHouse of Pansa, Congress Spring Park, trav-erse the square, and roll by those magnifi-cent, huge caravansaries, the Grand Union,Congress Hall and the United States, to theWorden House (L. A. W., $), 6% m.). Saratoga! Nestling in the foothillsof the Adirondacks, which gives it a climatethat is delightful; with its grand hotels, thelargest and handsomest of any summer resortin


The Wheel and cycling trade review . ng finish. We enter lower Broadway and turn to theright on that broad, handsome, elm-shadedboulevard, down through a double row oflarge hotels; pass the Convention Hall, theHouse of Pansa, Congress Spring Park, trav-erse the square, and roll by those magnifi-cent, huge caravansaries, the Grand Union,Congress Hall and the United States, to theWorden House (L. A. W., $), 6% m.). Saratoga! Nestling in the foothillsof the Adirondacks, which gives it a climatethat is delightful; with its grand hotels, thelargest and handsomest of any summer resortin the world; its fine bowered driveways, itspretty lake and its springs, of more varietyand quantity, well accord it all the praise ofits most earnest devotee and its title of Queenof the Worlds Watering Places. After a rest and supper a caucus is held inthe parlors, when, everybody voting nottired, a run is made up Broadway andthrough Woodlawn Park, the handsome es-tate of Judge Henry Hilton, with its twentymiles of beautiful The morn dawning brightly, every one isastir with the lark, and a spin on the cyclepath to the geysers is taken by wheelingdown Broadway to the Aldine Hotel, wherewe turn to the right on the geyser road di-rectly on to the path by which we enteredthe town, and have a two-mile spin to thesprings. After a refreshing glass or two wetake the homeward path. We retrace ourway and take the fork to the right at the topof the hill just beyond the Kissengen spring,cross the railroad tracks and enter the returnpath. We pass the Victoria spring, a mildtable water, and swing through broad fieldsresplendent with ox-eyed daisies and golden-rod, that, of course, bear irresistible attrac-tions to the ladies. Then, passing one or twotiny farms, we have a fine view of the hillssouthward, as the road winds. We bear tothe left as the road forks, and on to the nextcross-road—lower Broadway—which we take—still on the path—directly into the town, witha keen appeti


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