The Cairo bulletin., 1914-01-17
Sn!NERED TIE RECORD
CHE coNSoLATIou LETT 70 VIC
..MlZEo Pedestrian.
E-5-t Cost Eim Much, However, and
Il vas Ni,eout Great Pleasure
Esas az Iea,ncd He Fad sscn
"Fcolcd, B'So1h."

= w9e q typical olJ-foehioaed cur
try al2Te The real native that goes
vita src1 p place %ss seated on q
cracker hos, cl,d IN tao oldtme care
less ccu"t-y atyle Another CT the
-amo vintage was engaging niD-iec
as call lin Gray WhisEcra-in . heat
cd arsameat on election. The second
man IA tae course Of his re.r2r.a
seid "he VAS niFh onto Ct
a.o rai-tliug with tri3. a. las
record. Gle was -ast-t u,t
@caE ,Jie)
'}that t.ao dos Tire next lrail
leave here for Boston " brishiy IL
ea.-cd 'ae w-ltcr.
"Ch about Cro hours or more they'll
be oa2," said Cray WhisEa7s.
The wr.'e- lest some OF his brisk
r'--n" ."A ~essgd ~Giscaa...l sd
"a few ota-r- il..
a. TIL, .,.ut tle veteran 5Jl1a-
,ae.5i ..o ta.rrr1t!a. laHt a tratI
STOPPED CO Sharon junction l asa
tsar or! l.r Hi,.-. rl',t walk there
aHa w... ivr a.
.Io'v auoa, hor,1J the vI..a..
"yop cAErel 4aa 10 H..l, four niles in
an hour? Condos 10 H."
"Tch, four m'ic IS nothia', Two
walked II II ;hrcc-quartcrs OF an hour
an I'm eighty years old" boosted the
veteran.
Yes, an I seen him DO it and I'll
bet We he kin do II again" bcttcd in
Gray Eh'slers.
Hcll, tor.CSJ remarks were PASSED
and tho writer offered 70 cover all
bets. but there was nothing doing. It
was two O'Clock sharp when the writer
left for the long journey down the
track; the train was due at Sharon
Heights about three or a llttlo after.
= wonder if that old rubo could
male it," lie pondered as he Skipped
he ties, There's Edward Payson
Weston, he was an old hos-been. :
reckon III try to make d little record
myaolf."
The day was fairly cool; a little
of the sun lent. its rays TO warm the
scene. The sky was bluo ana walk
ing fairly coed. One mise ro:t after
another aaehed by. Tcyerishly the
w2i,er gazcd at his watch, he was wei
Inside the limit. The last mile post
was dancing toward him, hut what a
difference in TIE atmosphere. He was
stiied with tho heat. Hat in hand
and coat over arm he sped onward "a
if the devils were at his hcnla.
At last the journey WAS ended. He
fell into a chair at the station and
looked at his watch once more. The
veterans record was smashed To
atoms, done in IS minutca, end the
station agent there to prove 1t. He
would hand ii 20 those rubes. The
fact that his collar was a shapeless
pulp and his clothes wringing wet with
the strenuous effort was nothing. The
record was broken. That was enough.
A few weeks passed and the Incl
dent was forgotten. Lately, however,
the writer had occasion to visit Fox
boro again. He went to the general
store and sought Gray Whiskers and
the veteran. The proprietor was the
only n present. Triumphantly the
writer told how speedily he mad COW
cred those four miles.
The proprietor blew out a wreath
of smoke; IAN you took any stock in
the talk of those two "fellers? Why.
they never walked more than 100
yards from this here store in years."
he said. AN that old veteran he's
all bunged up with rheumatism. 1
guess ye were fooled b'gosh."
Tho writer took a look at the time
table; he had an hour to wait, but
he took Gray Whiskers' place on the
cracker box and did not try to break
any more records.