"Well done, Larson!" came from Lew Flapp, but he was by no means satisfied over the showing made.
Being tied, it was necessary for Tom and Larson to throw once more, and again Tom took his position at the mark.
"Be careful, Tom," whispered Dick. "Take your time."
Again the hammer swung up into the air and went sailing forward.
"Hurrah, eight inches beyond his first mark!" came the cry.
"Larson will have to hump himself to beat that!"
It was now Larson's turn and he stepped to the mark with a quick, earnest air. He realized that he must do his best if he expected to beat Tom.
Jackson had picked up the hammer and he it was who had handed the article to Tom.
As Larson swung the hammer on high Tom cried out quickly:
"Stop!"