The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1908-01-31

these. Our eyes were fixed on
sheeted wagon that was coming slow
ly towards us.
Here's Mills" whispered Haverson.
He's timed his arrival excellently."
A roar of laughter from Aasvogel
and his noisy friends greeted us as
We pulled up.
well, Haverson, here We are; ready
to start against der Wind as you're so
particular" cried the owner Of the
Anonyme cheerily. Der Wind won't
stop me-" Then he added with grin:
"Veres your tree hundred weight
penalty"
Il won't keep you waiting longer
than l can help" answered Haverson
Here's Mills coming with it now"
Aasvogel, following our glance,
looked at the wagon with mild sur
prise as though mentally calculating
the weight of its contents. Then, fol-
lowed by his friends, he went for
ward to meet it.
Perplexity held them all as they
watched Mills and two workmen un-
load a huge bundle of some shiny
fabric incased in netting, several coils
Of rope and a length of india rubber
tubing. There were other things in
the wagon-long metal cylinders
mainly-but they hadn't time to in
vestigate these.
"Vot's all dis?" inquired Aasvogel
in bewilderment.
You'll see presently" returned
Mills as his assistants lifted the mys-
FERROUS bundle and made one end of
it fast to the rear of the Anonyme.
Il say. Mills, vot are you playing
att" objected Aasvogel
But Mills took no notice and went
on with his preparations. Aasvogel
grew hot with Indignation. He eX-
pressed his feelings to his friends in
a mixture of explosive German and
inarticulate English. When they had
all worked themselves up to state Of
frantic uncertainty, they moved off
in body to where we stood discus
sing the details of the race with the
officials of the track.
Perhaps you'll egsplain vot all dis
means?" demonstrated the million
aire. Tying tings on der back of my
car amt part of our contract"
IT'S quite simple answered Hav-
erson. suppressing grin. IT'S only
a balloon"
"A balloon! Vot for?"
Haverson shrugged his shoulders.
Look here" he said rather YEARLY.
weight which should consist of any
thing l liked to name. You admit
that?"
Aasvogel was speeches..
Well" continued Haverson, Il de
cided that the weight shall consist OF
balloon. that's ALL" He turned away
iadifferently.
There followed a hurried confer
ence between Aasvogel and his
friends, then the former approached
us once more.
"Of course. Haverson," he said, you
can prove dis rotten ting Of yours
doesn't weigh more dan We arranged
for?"
But here the referee interposed.
IT'S all right, Mr.. Aasvogel," he
smiled Here are the conditions you
both signed. The envelope and the
gas together weigh under 200 pounds.
Haverson doesn't want to be hard on
you; he's let you off the rest"
Damn"
1t was all Aasvogel could say. He
moved modify out of the circle of
chuckling onlookers, and rejoining
his friends stood gaping at the mon
ster as II grew and grew to huge di.
mansions.
A select few had, of course. all
along, been aware of the conditions OF
the match-in other words "in the
know" They, like ourselves, had been
careful to keep their knowledge to
themselves. But with the appearance
! of the balloon the secret had leaked
out, and then the whole gathering
i found it impossible to restrain its
amusement. Each time the balloon
strained and jerked violently at the
| Soi hhCh uOubiCh UP WIN iduBntCl
One or two, members of the Mobile
club. who loathed Aasvogel, grew pos
! itively i'll with merriment.
Aasvogel's face was a picture: his
distress comical to witness. Alarm
for the safety of his car, fear OF losing
his money, disgust at having beer
sold" were some of the emotions
that disfigured 1t. He danced in i'm
potent rage.
While he was thus engaged, the
starter signed to us to bring up oul
car. In a CONFUSION of laughter
took my place by Haverson's side. anC
the Leander drew level with the
Anonyme.
Now. then. Mr. Aasvogel. are you
ready?" he called as seriously as h,
knew how.
But Aasvogel only clinched his fist
and poured out volley OF impreca
tions. A full minute elapsed. Then
fixing Haverson with the most maligI
look that his evil face could conjur,
up, he burst out:
III nav Forfeit"