Rowing and Track Athletics (extract)

344 Track Athletics third quarter, and if the trainer hadn't stopped him he would probably be running yet. He had been bred in Canada, where, so the undergraduates of his day believed, almost anything might happen, and stories were told of his running fifty and sixty miles as a constitutional, of his deserting the railroad train and striking off cross country whenever he got within a hundred miles or so of home. The writer will never forget a hare-and– hound run in which Mr. Grant and he happened to be the hares. We had scarcely left the back– yards and chicken coops of wildest Cambridge and struck out into open and uphill country before the pace began to become embarrassing, but when seven or eight miles had been covered and the straight, hard length of Commonwealth Ave– nue stretched on endlessly toward town, offering not the slightest excuse for loafing - it was when we reached this point and Grant, disdaining longer to conceal his impatience, whirled round and, easily keeping up by running backward, began an animated discourse on the evils of intem– perance, that we began to suspect that we were rather out of his class. The man did seem prac– tically tireless. He was hard as nails, and his rather heavily built legs with their bulging calves - like those of a professional baseball player - were perfect dynamos of spring and muscle. He was sincere in his training and he had plenty of