Cinder Path Tales

74 HOW KITTY thing veryunusual withher, for she had the frankest glancepossible. I watched her as she mounted the steps and rang the bell, and then walked on be­ neath thetall elms, philosophizing over that most interesting subject, " a woman and her ways," something the masculine mind can­ not understand, but likes to struggle with. The track was in the centre of the "campus," an enclosure of several acres of soft green turf, fringed and fenced by its row of tall trees. Around the track the spectators were gathering, and the grand stand was beginning to fill. All the officials and most of the contestants were already inside the ropes, the formerbustling around with their bright-colored badges flapping, and extremely busy doing nothing; the latter, in their spotless trunks and jerseys, withbare brown legs and arms, looking " sweet enough to kiss," so I heard a pretty little matron say on one of the lower seats. In­ deed, Iknow few finer sights than a young fellow, clean-limbed and lithe, trained to perfection, with eyes bright, and face darkened by the sun, waiting in his running- togs, with a background of green grass, and overhead the cloudless sky. As soonas I got among them, the boys flocked around me, and after a hearty word