Running Recollections and How to Train

12 Station to a certain hostelry, and there—well, 1 won't say what happened. The cups were filled to the brim several times, anddrained asoften, and that ought to suffice. The G1asgow Press was naturally rather wild at having their predictions upset,but 1 caredvery little for that, and still less for the scathing(?) remarks made by the publication to which 1 have already referred, aboutwhat it was pleased to term mygallery running. The same three championships 1 retained in 1894 in a similar manner,except that my times in1894 were rather faster than in 1893, especially the 440, which I won in 51 4-5sec., as against 53 2-5sec. in the previous year. M'Culloch was second again in the 10Uand 220, but had to be content with third place in the 440. These championships were run at Powderhall, Edinburgh, on a pouring wet day. The year 1895 again foimd me competing for champion­ ship honours, and 1 again won all three events. My cousin, J. K. Ballantyre, ran secondto me in the 100and 220, and Pt. A. Bruce was behind me in the 440. That 440 was my last Scottish championship,as I stood down in 1896 for my cousin, but he could only win the 100 and220, so the 440 perforce passedout of the family. Later on in the same year (1895), 1 was asked to assist Scotland in their first international athletic contest against Ireland. I did so, and won the 100 yards in lOsecs., the 220 in 22|;secs., and the 440 in 51 l-5secs. Two of these times, viz., the 100and 440, tied with Scottish records, and the 220 established a new record for the distance. I went to New York in the same year with the London Athletic Club team, but our visit has been described often enough, andby abler pens than mine. Suffice it to say, that we went over with four admittedly first-class men—one of whom was a cripple—and we got a thorough good beating.