Conan Doyle, who is an enthusiast on cycling, says in Demorest's Magazine: "When the spirits are low, when the day appears dark, when work becomes mouotouous, when hopes seem hardly worth having, just mount a bicycle and go for a good spin down the road, without thought of auything but the ride you are taking. I have myself ïidden the bicycle most during my practico as a physician and during my work in letters. In the niorning or the aftcrnoon, before or after work, as the mood o'ertakes me, I mount the wheel and am off for a spin of a few miles up or down the road from my country place. I can only speak words of praise for the bicycle. ' '