. Following the tow-path and through the Adirondacks awheel . ked concerning the wretched roads, the JuniorPartner waxing particularly eloquent on the subject,the lady remarked, *Waal, we genlly hav puttygood rods raound here, in spite of the fact that,right before her eyes, lay the miserable road wherethe sand was a foot deep. By the aid of side-pathswe made fairly good progress, and shortly beforesunset reached the village of Ballston, noted for itsarrogant municipal authorities, where a cyclist, onthe flimsiest provocation, will be arrested, takeninto court and heavily fined. Wheelmen must
. Following the tow-path and through the Adirondacks awheel . ked concerning the wretched roads, the JuniorPartner waxing particularly eloquent on the subject,the lady remarked, *Waal, we genlly hav puttygood rods raound here, in spite of the fact that,right before her eyes, lay the miserable road wherethe sand was a foot deep. By the aid of side-pathswe made fairly good progress, and shortly beforesunset reached the village of Ballston, noted for itsarrogant municipal authorities, where a cyclist, onthe flimsiest provocation, will be arrested, takeninto court and heavily fined. Wheelmen must becareful not to touch even the faintest edge of asidewalk, even though the streets are a disgrace toany community pretending to be civilized. We hadbeen posted regarding the reputation of the place,and none of our money enriched the treasury ofBallston. Had we known positively that it wouldhave been used in improving the roads we mighthave deliberately transgressed the law to get arrest-ed, in order that we might thereby benefit the cyclingfraternity. (50). Swinging to the right as we left Ballston, wecrossed the tracks of the Delaware & Hudson CanalCo., which, strange to relate, is a railroad company,and bore away toward Saratoga. The road was sosandy that we were glad to take to the side-path assoon as we could. As I turned into the side-path, aman with a tin dinner-pail stepped upon it. I rangmy bell, but he paid no attention. WhetLer heexpected that I would dismount and carry my wheelaround him, or not, I did not know. If so, he wasin error, for I went by him, unavoidably giving hispail a smart blow with my knee. I did not knowbut that he would call the granger authorities ofBallston to his aid, but nothing happened. We madefast time from there to S raoga,with good side-pathsnearly all the way. We engaged in brief conversa-tion with a man and woman in a carriage whichthe horse was laboriously dragging through thedeep sand of the road, concerning the condition ofthe highway
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