t like the pictures on the sporting page of the Sunday
newspapers. Here they come. Oh, I hope they'll win. That's Charley
Rodehaver in front. Run! Oh, why don't you run? Come on! Come on!
Come on! Come on! COME ON! COME ON! COME O--O-oh! See Dan skip up that
ladder! Go it, Dan! Go it, old boy! Hooray-ay! Hooray-ay, ay! What's the
time? Twenty-four! Twenty--four flat! BROKE THE RECORD! Hooray-ay-ay!
Where's Caledonia now? Where's Caledonia now? Oh, I'm so glad our boys
won. There goes the Caledonia chief. I'll bet he feels like thirty
cents, Spanish. Ya-a-a-ah! Ya-a-a-ah! Where's Caledonia now? They can't
beat that, the other fellows can't, and it's our trophy for keeps....
Oh, some crank in the next row. "Wouldn't I please sit down and not
obstruct the view." Guess he comes from Caledonia. Looks like it. You
stand up, too, why don't you? Those planks are terribly hard.... I
didn't notice. Yes, that wasn't so bad. Twenty-five and two-fifths. But
it's our trophy. There goes Dan now. Hey, Dan! Good boy, Dan! Wave your
handkerchief at him. Hooray-ay-ay! Good boy, Dan!

Next is a wet race. Now look out. Let's see what the program says: "Run
seventy-five yards to structure, on top of which an empty barrel has
been placed with spout outlet near top. Barrel to be filled with water
by means of buckets from reservoir"--That big tin-lined box opposite
is the reservoir. They are filling it now with a hose attached to the
water-plug yonder--"until water issues from spout." What are they all
laughing at? Which one? Oh, but isn't she mad? Talk about a wet hen.
Why, Charley, the hose got away from the man that was filling the
reservoir and the lady was splashed. Why don't you use your eyes and see
what's going on and not be bothering me to tell you? Ip! There it goes
again. Oh, ho! ho! ho! hee! hee! didn't I tell you it would be fun? See
it run out of his sleeves.... I always get to coughing when I laugh as
hard as that. Oh, dear me! Makes the tears come.

These are the fellows from Luxora. Oh, the clumsy things! Let the ladder
get away from them, and it fell and hit that man in the second row right
on the head. Hope it didn't hurt him much. See 'em scurry with the water
buckets. Aw, get a move on! Get a move! Why, what makes them so slow?
"Water, water!" Well, I should think as much. Not for themselves though.
Those fellows at the bottom of the ladder are catching it, aren't they?
Oh, pshaw, they don't mind it. They get it worse than