The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1901-01-18

side ourselves. We punched up beside
the driver and all over the top and
burned red fire and yelled. 1t was u
fine sight.
"At the corner of Maple street some
one spotted old Carl standing under Il
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 Can't spoil
my chances for the team
Everybody shouted at him.
"'Why not| 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. | suppose from that
minute he began to despair of being
football player. 1t was almost pathetic
that he had hung on SO long in the face
of so much ridicue.
ION 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 Il bottle of beer and ciga-
rette. 1t meant the end of his athletic
aspirations.
''Suddcnly there was gentle sizzling
sound inside the hack.
"'Iley. there shouted MafIit, some
of this darncd truck is alire! Ouch.
now, Peterson, whoa upv
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 a run and couldn't be
held. You never heard such an uproar
in your life, and Mafiit was thraShing
around in the middle of it and below
ing like mad
Jump, Carlr screamed Peterson.
open the door and jump, you old
foolr
"The words were hardly out of his
mouth when there was a crash the
horses gallOped faster, and Carts
massive legs dropped to the ground be-
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. 1t was nearly quarter of
a mile before the driver could saw the
horses down and we could disentanglr
Carl from the remains of the carriage.
He was Il spectacle. We pushed him
up under an electric light in front of a
saloon and make IN investigation. The
Precipitation was streaming off him,
he was sipged and torn and frightened.
and his face was white as a sheet.
"'By Jove,' said Peterson YOU look
as if you'd been pulled through a knot
holer
Never had such a start in my life.
gasped Matlit, hut I'm not hurt a bit
Whewr
III bet You lost ten pounds | said
Gas House blinkcd. rubbed his chin
and then sta!ked solcmnly into the sa-
loon. There was a weighing machine ip
the corner. He put nickel in the slot
with trembling fingers, stared ut the
figures and then waved both arms over
his head.
Great mackorel,' he cried, I've
made Il beginnngr
Then lie caught trolley back to
town, and we saw no more of him until
the next afternoon.
But when we did see him he was
playing football again. and Bill Con
nors was radiant. He's coming down
the trainer whispered to me. Hes
coming down sure. Off six pounds to-
day We've made a beginning. Good
hard training will DO most anything if
you keep at it"
well, sir. Carrs weight began to go
Off from the night he smoked that ciga.
rette in the hack. When he played cen
ter against Princeton and ran around
the field like a 2-year-old, | told Bill
Connors that he was a fine example of
the value Of tobacco in training. He
didn't understand me. Connors is a
good trainer, but there are some tricks
about taking off weight which he
doesn't knoW"-NeM York uerald