The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1903-08-21

Wnlch be had been figuring and looked
e the members OF the track team. ITO
IN he said slowly. I'VE must get
ace On the mile run"
There was no response at FIRST over
the corner the big football player
40 tarew Tho hammer Strengthened
up as II to make a speech. Then ne
seemed to change his mind, and turned
slowly toward another part OF the
room.
We'll Dcnty?" he said in a chal-
ieging tone
Deity. the mile runner shrugged
his 81 llders. 'Ill do my best, ne
decla186, slowly, but you all kno"
my time in the trial race was no
where near the record
The gaze Of the football player wan
dered on round the room.
Baby Elton" he said sterniy.
Elton flushed with embarrassment
Denty won from me in the trial
race" he said, simply. Il then
he stopped.
~ football player turned to the
coach
who else can run a miller" he de-
manded.
Il don't know Of any Others" con-
fessed the coach.
"Then," said the football player,
with slow precision, "the race must be
won either by Denly or Elton-or by
the other team"
yes, that's it," said the coach. He
YeS glad the others were beginning TO
re,size the cares Of his position.
81 see," said the football player.
"Denty, can you win that racer"
Deaty forced a smile. Il might try
he said vaguely al,
That's not the qdapdon," said the
football player, sharply. 1--WE do not
want to rely on mere chance. Elton'
can you win the mile RUM"
Down in his heart Elton believed
he was capable of taking at least sec
onQ place in the event. Denty had
beaten him in the trial race, to be
sure, but Of the two runners Denly
was at the time in far better condi-
ton The reverse, however, was now
the case.
But Elton was mOdest-too modest
he told himself at times. Just nov
the searching eyes of the big football
A0layer embarrassed him; he flushed
PAINFULLY. He was conscious that his
tile body was trembling all over. He
like crying out at the top Of his
oH that he could win the race. In
tgou however, he meekly answered
81 don't know; perhaps could"
The football player brought his ifs
down on the table.
what we want" he said, els conf
dence in ourselves. Neither of YOU
two allows can expect to win tina
race Il you go into it with the bare
hopeV capturing a place. Why, tn
otheT team will have runners whC
know positively they are going to win
They will win, too; and they will wiz
because they know they are going tt
do it, not because they hope to get
place. You fellows" But he stopped
suddenly at look in Elton's face, Be
ryTn%th his great muscular bulk thu
~ w. ball player had kind heart.
: t0G,'6)ur only chance to win the mill
gSlo.l /" broke in the coach, lies in on
Is pulling their runners, II is old,
know, but man isn't himself in
race, and the best runner in the worlt
is apt to misjudge his speed"
Eyes, that's true" agreed the foot
ball player
"T en," said the coach with sigl
of relief, chat is settled Elton, yoI
will do the pulling and let Dent.
win the race. Be out on the track a
sharp every day from NOW on! That
all, fellows"
The members of the track team ros
slowly from their lounging position
and struggled. out of the little room
Elton was the last to go. He was still
gking of the coach's decision, an
just beginning to realize what
T.
who had trained all the sprin
id half the winter before, was t
: come in last in the mile run! Ever
now he could see the race. At tn
j start Sahe runners would be off at tn
same4 instant and break into the sam
swinging gait. Then he would increas
his pace a little and draw away frOr
the rest. Bit by bit he would lengthe
the distance until the runners of tn
other team would become alarmed an
.endeakor to gain his side. Still h
w6Sid yeep up the rapid gait until hi
own ,ner should be far to the real