Dave Porter in the South Seas Part 14
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"h.e.l.lo! Shadow is going to get high-toned and have a sleeping-room all to himself!" cried Roger, and would have asked some questions, only Dave cut him short.
"There is a good reason, Roger," whispered the country boy. "But don't ask me to explain now. If you question Shadow, you'll only hurt his feelings." This "tip" spread, and none of the boys after that said a word before Hamilton about the change. But later all came to Dave and asked what it meant.
"I wish I could tell you, but I can't, fellows. Some day, perhaps, you'll know; until then, you'll have to forget it." And that is all Dave would say.
The boys were too busy to give the mystery much attention. A series of athletic contests had been arranged, and all of the students who were to take part had gone into training in the gymnasium, and on the cinder-track which was laid out in the field beyond the last-named building. The contests were to come off on the following Sat.u.r.day, and, to make matters more interesting, Doctor Clay had put up several prizes of books and silver medals, to be presented to the winners.
Dave had entered for a hurdle race, and Roger, Phil, and Ben were in various other contests. Dave felt that he would stand a good chance at the hurdles, for on Caspar Potts' farm he had frequently practiced at leaping over the rail fences while on the run. He did not know surely who would be pitted against him until Ben Ba.s.swood brought him the news.
"Gus Plum, Fanning, and Saultz are in the hurdle race," said Ben. "Plum says he feels certain he will win."
"Plum," repeated the country boy. "I knew the others were in it, but I didn't think Gus would take part."
"He went in right after he heard that you had entered. He says he is going to beat you out of your boots. He wanted to bet with me, but I told him I didn't bet."
"Is Nat Poole in the race?"
"No, he is in the quarter-mile dash, against me and six others. He thinks he will win, too."
"I don't think he will, Ben. You can outrun him."
"Anyway, I am going to try," answered Ben Ba.s.swood.
CHAPTER X
HOW A RACE WAS WON
It was a bright, clear day in early summer when the athletic contests of Oak Hall came off. All the academy boys a.s.sembled for the affair, and with them were a number of folks from the town, and also some students from the Rockville Military Academy, a rival inst.i.tution of learning, as my old readers already know.
The contests began with pole vaulting and putting the shot, and, much to the surprise of all, Chip Macklin won out over half a dozen boys slightly larger than himself. Luke Watson also won one of the contests, and the banjo player and Macklin were roundly applauded by their friends.
"Dave Porter coached Macklin," said one small boy to another. "I saw him doing it. I can tell you, Chip is picking up."
"Yes," was the answer. "And he doesn't seem to be afraid of that bully of a Plum any more, either."
After the shot-putting and vaulting came the quarter-mile dash, for which Ben had entered.
"Go in and win, Ben!" cried Dave, to his old chum. "I know you can do it if you'll only try."
"Nat Poole will win that race!" came roughly from Gus Plum, who stood near.
"Hi, catch the ball, Gus!" sang out Nat Poole, from across the field, and threw a ball in Ben's direction. Plum leaped for the sphere, b.u.mped up against Ben, and both went down, with the bully on top.
"Plum, you did that on purpose!" cried Roger, who was close by. "Shame on you!"
"Shut up! I didn't do it on purpose!" howled the bully, arising. "Say that again and I'll knock you down!"
"You certainly did do it on purpose," said Phil, stepping up quickly.
"You ought to be reported for it."
"Aw, dry up!" muttered Plum, and walked away.
When Ben arose he could scarcely get his breath. He was not hurt, but the wind had been knocked completely out of him.
"I--I don't know if I can ru-run or not!" he gasped. "He came--came down on me like a ton of bricks!"
"Wait, I'll speak to Mr. Dale about this," said Dave, and ran off. As a result of the interview the contest was delayed ten minutes--another taking its place--much to the disgust of Gus Plum and Nat Poole, both of whom had reckoned on putting Ben out of the contest.
At the start of the quarter-mile dash Nat Poole and two others forged ahead, but Ben was on his mettle, and, setting his teeth, soon began to close up the gap.
"Go it, Ben!" yelled Dave. "You can win, I know it!"
"Sail right past 'em!" came from the senator's son. "Hump yourself, old man!"
"Make 'em take the dust!" added Phil.
Ben hardly heard the words, for he was now running with all his strength. He pa.s.sed first one boy and then another, and then came abreast of Nat Poole. So they moved on to within a dozen paces of the finish. Then Ben made a leap ahead, and so did one of the other contestants, and Ben came in the winner, with the other boy second, and Nat Poole third. A roar went right across the field.
"Ben Ba.s.swood wins!"
"Jake Tatmon is second!"
"Nat Poole came in only third, and he boasted he was going to win, sure!"
As soon as the race was over, Nat Poole sneaked out of sight, behind some friends. He was bitterly disappointed, and could scarcely keep from running away altogether.
"You didn't fix him at all," he whispered to Gus Plum, when he got the chance. "He was in prime condition."
"I did the best I could--you saw him go down, with me on top of him,"
retorted the bully. "Now, don't you forget what you promised," he added, sharply.
"Oh, I'll keep my word, don't fear," growled Nat Poole. "I hate Dave Porter too much to let him win!"
There were some standing and running jumps, in which Roger and Phil won second and third places, and then came the hurdle race, in which Dave was to partic.i.p.ate. In the meantime Nat Poole had shed his track outfit and donned his regular clothes and a rather heavy pair of walking shoes.
"Please let me pa.s.s," said he to the crowd in which Dave was standing, and, without warning, brought one of his heavy shoes down smartly on Dave's light, canvas foot-covering.
"Ouch!" cried the country boy, and gave Poole a quick shove. "What do you mean by stepping on my foot in that fas.h.i.+on, Nat Poole?"
"Oh, excuse me," said the Crumville aristocrat, coolly. "Didn't know it was your foot, Porter, or I shouldn't have stepped on it for anything."
"You've just about lamed me!" gasped Dave. The pain was still intense.
"Dave, I believe this is a put-up job!" said Ben, quickly. "Plum agreed to lame me so that Poole could win, and now Poole is trying the same trick on you for Plum's benefit."
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