“But it’s something,” growled Art, “an’ most folks think it’s a whole lot.”
For an hour the athletic meet aroused enthusiasm. Event after event was run off with yells and cheers, and at noon when the big basket dinner was announced in the Grove, fourteen sweating Wolves had what they had feared—a decisive defeat. There were no tears and there was no anger but there were set lips and flushed faces. Art’s tabulation of results was as follows:
Events.—Winner.
- 100 yard dash—Sammy Addington, Wolf; Time 11⅘ sec.
- 440 yard run—James Compton, Coyote; Time 1 min. 3⅖ sec.
- 880 yard run—Martin Clare, Coyote; Time 2 min. 45 sec.
- 1 mile run—Jack Chandler, Y. M. C. A.; Time 5 min. 56⅕ sec.
- Putting 12 lb. shot—Henry Milleson, Coyote; Dist. 28 ft. 7½ in.
- High jump—Job Wilkes, Coyote; height 4 ft. 11 in.
- Running broad jump—Henry Milleson, Coyote; dist. 15 ft. 3 in.
- Relay race, 220 yards each, 4 men on a side.
- Sammy Addington, Wolf;
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- David Cooke, Wolf;
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- Time
- Lewis Ashwood, Wolf;
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- 1 min., 50⅖ sec.
- William Bonner, Wolf;
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| Sammy Addington, Wolf; | │ | |
| David Cooke, Wolf; | │ | Time |
| Lewis Ashwood, Wolf; | │ | 1 min., 50⅖ sec. |
| William Bonner, Wolf; | │ |
“There it is,” growled Art. “Five prizes to our two. An’ headin’ the procession! An’ goin’ to the state fair to show off! Where do we get off?”
Connie, who had been watching the Coyotes reforming company in silence, turned suddenly to his companions. Instead of replying to Art’s question, he exclaimed in a whisper, “Come here, kids! I’ve got an idea. Mebbe it’s rotten, but listen!”
For several moments he spoke earnestly in whispers, glancing quickly from one to the other. There were constant interruptions from the puzzled Wolves and explanations in turn from Art and Wart. Then all attention seemed centered in Willie Bonner. When he finally nodded his head with an approving laugh Connie turned and walked quickly to the Coyote crowd.
“Well, kids,” began the Wolf Patrol Leader, “I want to congratulate you. You put it over us all right.”