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Updated: May 21, 2025
There was the intercollegiate track meet due in two weeks, and there, in the list of felons, were Evans, our crack sprinter, Petersen, our hammer heaver, and yours truly, who could pole vault about as high as they run elevators in Europe, even if he was only a sub-Freshman with field mice in his hair. Now, this was really serious.
Starke leaped frantically to head it off, and as it took a wicked bound he dove forward head first, hands outstretched, and knocked it down. But the ball rolled a few yards, and Starke had to recover from his magnificent effort. No one on the field saw Ward and Homans running for the plate. All eyes were on the gray, flitting shadow of a sprinter.
Then began the triumphant march about Grant Field and to the training-house. It was a Wayne day, a day for the varsity, for Homans and Raymond, and for the great sprinter, but most of all it was Peg Ward's day. The Wayne varsity was a much-handled, storm-tossed team before it finally escaped the clutches of the students. Every player had a ringing in his ears and a swelling in his heart.
At this opportune time, too, huge, defiantly armed and brilliantly coloured crayfish are exposed to capture. A statement was published recently that this was the speediest of all marine animals. The assertion is much to be questioned, but there can be no doubt that the crayfish is a wonderful sprinter.
The sprinter could not be stopped. That was plain. He crouched low, watching Salisbury. Again and again the pitcher tried to keep Reddy near second base, but as soon as Martin or Prince returned the ball Reddy took his lead off the bag. He meant to run on the first pitch; he was on his toes. And the audience went wild, and the Place varsity showed a hurried, nervous strain.
When they were fairly seated in a third-class carriage, John, still out of breath, exclaimed: "Whew! My! I never ran faster in my life, did you, Philip? How the girls kept up, I don't know! You're a first-class sprinter all right, Mrs. Pitt! We'd like you on our football team, at home! My, but I'm hot!" He paused for breath, and then went on excitedly: "There was a close call for you!
Even the mighty Baker was ignored in the fresh excitement and instantly a crowd of students started in pursuit of the fleeing freshman. "Hi, there! Stop, freshman! Wait a minute; we'll help carry your bag! Look at the sprinter! Going home? Good-bye! Good-bye!" were among the derisive cries that he heard.
"Most young girls do," Fresno smiled, sourly. "My taste runs more to music." After a moment's meditation, he observed: "Speed doesn't look like a sprinter to me. I I'll wager he can't do a hundred yards in fifteen-two." "'Fifteen-two' is cribbage," said Miss Blake. "Fifteen and two-fifths seconds is what I mean." "Is that fast?" Fresno smiled, indulgently this time.
"And yet I can remember," said the girl, laughing, "an occasion when explanations were made to a young lady from Boston and explanations that took some time, too. I even I can bear witness to that." "My life," Smith rejoined, "has been like that of a candidate for office, such that he who runs may read and he need not necessarily be a ten-second sprinter, either.
Will perceived that he had made a mistake and his better plan would be to say as little as possible, whatever the provocation might be or the opening his adversary might give him. "Did you beat the fast sprinter from the Toad Hollow Institute?" demanded Mott. "Can't say that I did. I never heard of the school till now." "Ever run against anybody from the Honeyville Classical Seminary?" "No."
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