Bikey the Skicycle and Other Tales of Jimmieboy

EXCUSE ME, SAID THE STRANGER, BUT WE HAVE TO BE VERY PARTICULAR HERE.
Author of
Uncle Sam Trustee, Mr. Munchausen,
House Boat on the Styx, etc.

Jimmieboy's father had bought him a bicycle, and inasmuch as it was provided with a bag of tools and a nickel plated bell the small youth was very much pleased with the gift.
It's got rheumatic tires, too, he said, when describing it to one of his little friends.
What's that? asked the boy.
Big pieces of hose pipe, said Jimmieboy. They run all around the outside of the wheel and when you fill 'em up with wind and screw 'em up tight so's the wind can't get out, papa says, you can go over anything easy as a bird.
I s'pose, said the little friend, it's sort of like sailing, maybe. The wind keeps blowing inside o' those pipes and that makes the wheels go round.
I guess that's it, returned Jimmieboy.