The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-08-30
HOW HAYES WON THE MARATHON
winneo the Marathon

So much power and endurance to spend
in a little over twenty-siX miles and
you've got to fix your own pace so that
YOU get out the best average speed for
the entire distance. You must have
just enough at the finish to make a
squirt if il is close. A man in good
condition can run indefinitely at a GER
tain clip without feeling any strain at
all. but if he exceeds that speed mid
way he'll break down. You run at that
pace until you reach twenty-five miles.
II there aren't any kinks i'm you then
you can gallOp the rest of the way.
The Marathon road went over all
sorts Of ground. 1t was a winding road
part of il fine, smooth surface like a
carriage drive. Five miles out from
the start Cameron. our bicycle man.
met me with his wheel. l didn't need
an attendant for the first five miles.
There We're about twenty ahead of
me, Cameron figured. Perhaps a few
more. We didn't count very carefully.
After a while ] began 10 overhaul and
pass them. They came back one by
one. Some were staggering along and
some had dropped beside the road. I
didn't turn my head to look at them
just kept plugging along and keeping
my pace as smooth as a machine
AT about twenty-five miles ! was
make my effort. Cameron had ridden
on TO get the news and, coming back,
told me there We're only two more
ahead OF me. They had passed six
minutes before. he said / cut loose
now for all ] had in me. / was never
in better condition. ] wasn't even tired
As we neared the stadium the
crowds grew thicker and thicker. The
last mile was through sort of meadow
and here the English damned in close
10. the course, leaving just room enough
Tor our elbows To swing without hitting
on either side. There were stacks of
police detailed to keep the road clear
'No-not sign of trouble anywhere
along the line. There was just one solid
road OF cheering. OF course they were
cheering just as hard I'D ahead where
Hefferon.g the South African and Do
rando. the Italian. were going Per-
haps they were. cheering harder for the
first man than they were when I came
along. but | don't see how in baZes
they could. 1t sounded like Niagara
Falls and a million Dutch bands try
ing to drown each other out / could
see the solid ranks along at my elbows
on both sides, every man with his
mouth open like the hole in the end of
trombone. but | couldn't hear any
single voice In the racket They gave
me as good as the next man. The
crowd in front leaned back hard
against the ranks behind to give me
room. My being an American didn't
cut any ice. 1t was getting near the
finish of the Marathon, and everybody
was just about crazy with excitement
Il kept looking ahead and wondering
why the other two didn't come back to
me. was running strong and increas-
ing the pace with every mile. and |
knew the others must be falling Yet
l ran and ran without getting sight of
anything but waving arms and flags
and surging crowds that closed i'm
ahead of me and then opened as / came
TO give me a fair lane. Those other
two fellows were surely game heard
afterward that after Dorando made his
great effort outside a mile or so and
got by Hefferon he began falling down
and staggering on again when they
helped him up. Talk about gameness.
What ] did was nothing to that for I
didn't feel distressed at all. 1t didn't
hurt me TO run. / had saved myself