JUST PLUGGING ALONG

Great excitment and no little perplexity was caused at the opening of the George Washington Bridge in New York by the crossing of a horse. It seems that in the tell rules no provision had been made for a horse, so in order that the animal might be taxed, they called it a bicycle.

This might have caused countless horses to turn in their glue pots, for it is the ultimate disgrace since the advent of the horseless buggy. Ever since the horse lost the rest of its toos, it has trod on them to oblivion. Soon the use of the horse will become a fond memory, along with the mustacho cup; and legend will have Lady Godiva ride a tricycle through the storm of ticker tape that greeted her for her non-stop flightiness.

Seven hundred years ago a king of England was rash enough to offer his kingdom for a horse, but conditions being what they were, no one took the offer. Now should he offer a similar trade considering the current rate of exchange in kingdoms, he might approximate the value in a second-hand bicycle. Or what have you.