Cinder Path Tales

58 HOW KITTY path is, after all is said, as pure as any on earth, notexcepting that of politics and the legal profession. I know a very few events where men were drugged to put them out of contests, but they are, in the main, uninteresting tales which I do not care to tell. In the little crack I mean to have withyou, although no drugs were used, there is about the clearest caseof " fix" I know, and, what is more to thepoint, I'll bet a fiver you will read it to the end. I became acquainted with Kitty Murray when I was putting the finishing touches to the athletic team of a large New England academy, justwhat and where I cannot say, for very obvious reasons. They hadon their list an annual contest in field sports witha rival academy, andcalled in outside training talent onlysix or eight weeks before the games. Kitty, withwhom I struck up a friendship a day or two after my arrival, was a little English girl, as fresh and fragrant as an " Old- Country" rose such as I used to find long ago in a distantLancashire garden. She was only five years over, and it seemed like going back againjust tohear her talk.We became great friends during my stay in the little town, and I shall never quite forgether.