The Madisonian. (Richmond, Ky.) 1913-1914, 1913-08-19

noI PAIR Oh carriers, tnat
a chest-weight."
Jest wait for what?"
"Chest-weight-ches
OH" Slower examined the device
curiously. II thought a chest-develop.
er came in a bottle"
Fresno explained the operation of
the apparatus. at which the cowman
remarked, admiringly:
THAT young teller is all right, amt
hep"
Think so?"
"Surei Don't you?''
Fresno explained his doubts by a
crafty lift OF his brows and a shrug.
Il thought scat first
Slower wheeled upon him abruptly.
What's wrong?"
ooh, nothing"
After pause the foreman remarked,
vaguely: He's the 1ntercollegit cham
peen of Yale"
ooh no, hardly that, or 1 would
have heard of him.
Amt he no champeen?"
Champion of the running broad
smile and the half-mile talk perhaps"
Amt he foot-runner?"
Perhaps. I've never seen him run,
but have my doubts"
Good Lord!" moaned Slower, weak
ly.
He may be the best sprinter in the
country, mind you. but I'll lay a little
bet that he can't run hundred yards
without sustenance."
Without what?"
Sustenance-somethin to eat"
We'll. we've got plenty FOR him to
eat" said the mystiied foreman.
You don't understand. However,
time will tell"
"But we amt got no time. We've
made this race pay or play, a week
from Saturday, and the bets are down.
We was afraid the Centipede would
welsh when they seen who we had. so
we framed it that way. What's to be
done?"
Again Fresno displayed an artistic
restraint that was admirable. TITS
none of my business" said he, with |
careless shrug.
Il guess I'll tell Willie and the
boys vouchsafed Bill apprehensively.
No! no! Don't breathe a word
I've said to you. He may be a cracker.
jack, and 1 wouldn't do him an injus-
tice for the world All the same, 1
wish he hadn't broken my stop-watch."
Cd you think he broke it a-pur-
poser"
What do you think?'
Slower mopped the sweat from his
brow.
Cant we time him with ordinary |
Sure. We can take yours. 1t won't
be exact, but
Il amt got 10 watch. 1 bet mine
last night at the Centipede. Willie's
got one, though"
Mind you, he may be all right"
Fresno repeated. reassuringly; then
hearing the object of their discussion
with his trainer, the two
strolled out through the bunkroom,
Slower prey to a newborn suspicion,
fresno musing to himself that diplo-
macy was not lost art.
You're fine friend, you are!"
speed exploded. when he and Glass
we're inside the gymnasium What
made you say yes? '''
-rI had to-"
Rot. Larry! You played into
TresnO's hands deliberately! Now I've
sot to spend my evenings in bed while
le sits in the hammock and sings
Dearie'" He shook his head gloomily.
Who knows what may happen?"
cit viii do you good to get some
leep. Wa1Iy."
But I don't want to sleep!" cried
he exasperated sutton. Il want to
make love. Do you think / came ali
he way from New York to sleep? II
an do that at yale"
Take 1t from me, 30, you've got
lenty of time TO win that dame. Eight
ours is a workin' day anywhere"
lass chuckled. "The whole thing is
hit. Look at this joint, for instance" j
Ie took in their surroundings with a {
comprehensive gesture. ''It looks about I
!, much like a gymnasium as / look {
ke a contortionist Why don't you !
# a Morris chair and mandolin '
There are two reasons. said Speed. s
cetiously. First, it takes an athlete y
get out of q Morris chair; and. .secsl 7