Mr. Beebe was bicycling over this Monday afternoon with a piece of gossip.
I have alluded to the variety and alteration of pace which we can, and should, get while bicycling.
Or is it with bicycling as with all other things: does Life at no point realise the Poster?
How nice it was there, bicycling on the sand in one's bathing dress!
So love was an exercise like tennis, or ...