The sun., 1901-01-01

tine sight.
"At the corner of Maple street some
one spotted old Carl standing under a
street lamp and gazing at us wistfully.
We whooped and pulled up.
"'Come on, Gas House., called Peter
son. Get in the game
Carl shook his head resolutely. Cant
break training he said. Cant spoil
my chances for the team
Everybody shouted at him.
"why notT said l. 1T won't hurt
your chances any,
"Now, that was mean thing to
say, because it was true. Carl, on ac-
count of his weight. was out of the
running for the eleven, and every one
knew it except himself. So we laughed
and told him to get inside.
"'No ones ever going to see you
there said Peterson. We won't give
you away
"Well, the outcome of this was that
Carl opened the door and got In among
the fireworks. l suppose from that
minute he began to despair of being n
football player. 1t was almost pathetic
that he had hung on so long In the face
of so much ridicule.
"On we drove, singing, smoking,
drinking bottled beer and making
noise to our hearts content. The big
gest laugh went up when Gas House
asked for bottle of beer and ciga-
rette. 1t meant the end OF his athletic
aspirations.
suddenly there was gentle sizzling
sound inside the hack.
"'Hey, there shouted Mafilt, some
of this darned truck is afire! OUCH
now, Peterson, whoa up!
"And then his voice was drowned by
the finest series of explosions you ever
heard. Rockets, firecrackers and mines
all went off together. We dropped from
the roof just as the horses got scared
and jumped into run and couldn't be
held. You never heard such an uproar
in your life, and Matiit was thrashing
around in the middle of it and below
Ing like mad.
Jump, Carlv screamed Peterson.
open the door and jump, you old
foolv
''The words were hardly out Of his
mouth when there was crash, the
horses galloped faster, and Carts
massive legs dropped to the ground be-
tween the four wheels. He had bro
ken through the floor and was run
ming for dear life. There was nothing
else for him to do.
Eve weren't so worried that we
couldn't laugh, for it was funny and
no mistake. II was nearly quarter of
Il mile before the driver could saw the
horses down and we could disentangle
Carl from the remains of the carriage.
He was a spectacle We pushed him
up under an electric light in front of
saloon and make an investigation. The
perspiration was streaming off him,
he was singed and torn and frightened
ana lis face was white as a sheet
"'Py love said Peterson, you look
as If you'd been pulled through knot
holer
Never had such start in my life,'
aspcd Mallil, but I'm not hurt bit.
Whew"
III bet you lost ten pounds said
Gas House blinked, rubbed his chin
ana then stalked solemnly into the sa-
loon. There was weighing machine in
the corner. lie put a nickel in the slot
with trembling fingers, stared at the
figures and then waved both arms over
Great mackercl,' lie crlea. i ye
made beginningr
Then he caught trolley back TO
town, and we saw no more OF him until
the next afternoon.
But when we did see lin he was
playing football again, ana Rlll Con.
llors was radiant Hes coming down,
the trainer whispered TO me. Hes
coming down sure. Off six pounds to-
day. We've made a beginning. Good
hafd training will do most anything If
you keep at it!'
wen, sir, Carl's weight began to 90
on from the night he smoked that ciga
rette III the hack. When he played cen
Ter against Princeton and ran around
lle fleld Ike a 2-ycar-old, told Bill
Cohnors that lie was fine example of
the value Of tobacco in training. He
didn't understand me. Connors is n
good trainer but there are some tricks
about taking off weight which he
Ilnpgn't tTnt,.