From Referee and Cycle Trade Journal on July 27, 1894:
The runaway horse is scarcely more terrible
than the runaway bicycle, says the Cincinnati
Times-Star. A pretty boy was carefully pedaling
down Sycamore hill this morning behind a cable
car when, in attempting to get around the car, he
lost his balance, and, quick as lightning, the ma-
chine threw him to the ground, then sprang to its
tires and began terrorizing the neighborhood. It
ﬁrst dashed madly at the cable,car, but missed it,
and, getting in front, sprang down the steep grade
at the rate of four miles a minute, its pedals ﬂut-
tering like ﬂy-wings-simply a blur. When a
horse runs away it may be stopped with a bullet
or at least slowed up by people waving to it, but
you can’t wire a bicycle or subdue it with guns.
Ten seconds later‘ the machine was lying, a heap
of rubbish, against the canal bridge pier and a
runaway milk wagon, a crushed market basket,
titty drivers trying to quiet their terriﬁed horses
and at least a hundred people choking for breath,
were strewn along its wake.
Snapshots of the Chicago Cycling Club’s visit to Cincinnati in May of 1896. Scenes include the road past Carthage (now Spring Grove and Vine Streets), canal boats, and Chester Park Track. Willie Windle, or Windisch as he was christened, along with other members of the Brighton Bicycle Club, entertained their Chicago friends each year on their annual visit. According to the caption, this year they were entertained at the Country Club before spending the day at Chester Park.
The Referee and Cycle Trade Journal had an update on the new bicycle track at Chester Park in their October 17, 1895 edition of their weekly:
Cement Now about Half Laid—Work Will Be
Finished In Two Weeks.
Oct. 13.— A visit to Chester park
to-day disclosed the fact that the laying ot the
cement on the three-lap bicycle track in about
half ﬁnished. With good weather it will be com-
pleted in three weeks. On the stretch the track
is twenty-ﬁve feet wide which is increased to
twenty-six feet on the turns. The banking ranges
from a minimum of two feet on the stretch to six
feet and one inch at the highest portion. The
engineer in charge is Logan Whitney, of Louis-
ville, who supervised the construction of the fam-
ous Fountain Ferry track, and with the experience
he has gained he now expects to eclipse his pre-
vious work. Arrangements are being made for
thoroughly lighting the course and electric light
races will be a prominent feature next season. A
magniﬁcent steel grandstand and a $40,000 club-
house will be erected. As before stated in the
Revenue, this track is being built by the I
cinnati Street Railway Company, which owns
nearly all the car lines in B and the ob-
ject is to make Chester park sutliciently attractive
to divert pleasure travel from rival lines. There-
fore, while the Paris of America may he said to
have taken a back seat in the matter of track rac-
ing during the past season, with this magniﬁcent
track, backed by a wealthy corporation, which
must draw the people, the tutors looks exceed-
ingly bright, and old Chester park will undoubt-
edly be the scene of many important meetings in
the future. In fact, — will become the
Mecca or the record breakers. It is said that pro-
fesional racing will be given a good trial here.
Chester park is now very accessible, being reached
by a thirty- minute ride from Fountain square, via
Avondale, with a ﬁve-cent fare.
Police Officer Amos McCane, of the Tenth District, had a hot chase on Spring Grove Avenue, in Cumminsville, shortly after dark last night after two bicyclists, who were riding without lighted lamps, in violation of the city’s laws.
Officer McCane was patrolling the avenue on his bicycle and came upon the wheelmen near Spring Grove Cemetery. Noticing that their lamps where not lighted he called out to the riders to stop and light them. “Don’t have to” were the words that came back at the officer’s order. “You light those lights or I’ll run you in” yelled McCane as he took after the men. The cyclers had a good start on the officer and began to pedal for dear life. McCane, who is a good wheelman, began gaining on them. Three squares were traversed when McCane, who was almost upon the fleeing riders yelled again: “get off and light your lamps!”
Just then the officer’s wheel struck a rut in the street and his own light was jolted out. The wheelmen noticed this and shouted back “light your own lamp!”
McCane, realizing the logic of this, jumped from his wheel, lighted a match, soon had the glare of his bicycle headlight shining on the street. Mounting, he again took up the pursuit, and when near Hamilton Avenue overhauled the two cyclists once more. He ordered the nearest man to stop, but he refused, and reaching out he caught the fellow’s wheel can compelled him to stop and dismount.
“Why didn’t you stop and light up when I ordered you to?” said the officer.
“I don’t have to and you can’t arrest me either. See that” was the rejoinder, and afterward said his name was J. D. Nichols, thrust out his hand and displayed a ring with a fraternal order emblem on it.
“Well maybe that goes with some people, but it don’t go with me. You’re under arrest” answered McCane, as he started toward a patrol box with his prisoner.
At this moment the other fugitive rider, who proved to be William F. Ray, Superintendent of the Clifton Springs Distillery came up.
“If you arrest that man you have got to take me too,” said Ray.
“You bet I will,” said McCane, “I want you both.”
Then the policeman unlocked the box and called for the patrol wagon. Just before the Tens arrived Ray asked that they be allowed to telephone the Chief of Police Deitsch. McCane was willing, and conducted them to Wetterstrom’s Pharmacy, where Chief Deitsch was called up, and Ray, telling who he was, asked that they be released. Deitsch talked to the officer, and finally ordered him to release his prisoners with a reprimand and to see that they lighted their lamps. Both men very meekly touched matches to the little wicks in their headlights and departed on their wheels. The most exciting chase of the season on Spring Grove Avenue was ended.
transcribed from The Cincinnati Enquirer, September 17, 1900.p.12