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The boys of Columbia High in track athletics : $b or, A long run that won
Forbes, Graham B.
High school students -- Juvenile fiction; Teenage boys -- Juvenile fiction; Track and field -- Juvenile fiction
Usually the Columbia people went to see the baseball and football
matches on foot, for the distance was not great. Crowds came from
Bellport and Clifford by way of boats on the river, or, in the case of
the former town, by using the trolley that connected the two places.
Some of the Columbia fellows who had boats were wont to use them, any
excuse to get on the water being eagerly seized upon, especially if
some of the girls were of the same mind.
And so, as Frank and Lanky drew near the big field, they seemed to
see young people moving in all directions, the vast majority of them
heading for the pleasure-ground; since it was known that many of
the boys would be practicing diligently, taking advantage of this
unexpected holiday.
“What did I tell you?” remarked Lanky, in an aside to his chum, as they
discovered a big bunch of high-school fellows, with blue bands around
their hats, coming from the direction of the trolley, and talking
boisterously.
“Some of the Bellport fellows, sure enough,” Frank replied; for he
recognized several familiar faces; and the blue ribbon told the story
by itself.
“Yes, and if you tried to pick out the loudest talkers in all Bellport
you’d be apt to find them in that crowd,” Lanky went on. “Honest Injun,
now, Frank, I wouldn’t be surprised if they had come over here to-day
just to josh our boys, and make trouble. Why, there might be a fight
before the day is done.”
“That would be too bad,” Frank said, looking serious at the very
thought. “We’ve always been on mighty good terms with Bellport, and for
one I’d hate to see any bad blood between the two schools. We’ll try
and warn our fellows not to pay too much attention to what they may
say. It takes two to make a quarrel, you know.”
CHAPTER XI
ALMOST A RIOT
The scene was a lively one. Scores of high school boys, all of them
belonging in Columbia, were working out their various theories for
succeeding in the trials which were scheduled to come off on the
following Saturday. Each fellow seemed to have his own particular way
of trying to excel; and some of these were really remarkable, affording
plenty of amusement to the good-natured crowd of young people, boys and
girls combined, coming from town to watch operations.
When Saturday night came around it was expected that the programme
would have been carried out, and the selections for the grand meet
concluded. The very best in every class would have been chosen; and
after that Columbia could settle down to wait for the day when the
question of supremacy between the rival schools was once more to be
tested in open and square sport, without fear or favor.
A number of the more stocky boys were engaged in putting the shot, and
throwing the discus or hammer. Jack Comfort seemed to be by all odds
the favorite in these events, though there were several who believed
they had a chance.
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