Several boys came forward and paid the entrance fee.
“Would you like to compete?” asked Edward Downie, the boy whose acquaintance Carl had made.
“I am an outsider,” said Carl. “I don’t belong to the association.”
“I’ll speak to the president, if you like.”
“I don’t want to intrude.”
“It won’t be considered an intrusion. You pay the entrance fee and take your chances.”
Edward went to the president and spoke to him in a low voice. The result was that he advanced to Carl, and said, courteously:
“If you would like to enter into our games, you are quite at liberty to do so.”
“Thank you,” responded Carl. “I have had a little practice in archery, and will enter my name for that prize.”
He paid over his quarter and received back fifteen cents in change. It seemed rather an imprudent outlay, considering his small capital; but he had good hopes of carrying off the prize, and that would be a great lift for him. Seven boys entered besides Carl. The first was Victor Russell, a lad of fourteen, whose arrow went three feet above the mark.