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Title: The Wheel and cycling trade review
Year: 1888 (1880s)
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Subjects: Cycling Bicycles Cyclists
Publisher: New York : Wheel and Cycling Trade Review
Contributing Library: Smithsonian Libraries
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nd racing together for records and a championship.Records were established for the latter miles, and F. T.Fletcher won the championship. Free Lance. *-•-» A series of races will be run at the Minneapolis DrivingPark on September n, 12 and 13. The Passaic County Bicycling and Athletic Associationof Passaic, N. J., will give a grand bicycle and athletictournament at the Clifton (N. J.) race track, on Saturday,August 31. Beside a number of athletic events, there willbe a i-mile bicycle race for novices, K-™e bicycle hardi-cap, i-mile safety bicycle handicap, and a 2-mile eam race.teams of three men. Prizes, gold medal to first, silvermedal to second in each event except team race, in whicheach man in winning team receives a medal besides theteam trophy. Entry fee, 50 cents for each event; teamrace, $1 per man. Entries close August 20, with Chas.Blizard, 318 Gregory Avenue. Passaic, N. J. Prizes onexhibition at Peck & Snyders, 126 Nassau Street, NewYork City. August 9, 1889.) 575
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JAMES CUNNINGHAM PURVIS-BRUCE. Died at Wksthoku, Mass., AiCItst 4, iSSij. 576 (Vol. III., No. 24. JAMES CUNNINGHAM PURVIS-BRUGE. DIED AT WESTBORO, MASS., AUGUST 4, 1889In the pretty little cemetery at Westboro lies and willforever lie the body of Jack The good heart will neverbeat again ; we shall hear the soft Scotch-English accentnever more; ihe fluent tongue will never again voice theworkings of a fine nature ; he is still frozen, mute, useless.Humanity has lost a friend and helplessness a champion.The bright receptive eyes will never again rest on lake orvalley or hill. On a beautiful August sabbath he grappledwith the grim monster and was conquered. Into thebosom of the calm lake he sank, with no human handstretched forth to save him, no voice of kith or kin tonerve him for the tinal plunge into utter darkness. Theworld he loved so well noted not his going. One lastagonized cry and the waters closed over him, pellucid andimplacable as ever. A tragedy had been enacted and thevicti

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