Running Recollections and How to Train

22 day. I happened to be running at Powderhall grounds in the St.George's Football ClubSports. I had won my heat in the 300, and a friend begged me to do my best in the final, as, to use his own elegant expression," He had got his last shilling on, and would bebroke till the next blue moon." Whether it was the thought of his losses or not I do not know, but Igot home. I had to pay for it, though, and in this wise. I had previously gonethrough three heats of the sprint, and, as can easily be imagined, Iwas feeling pretty well fagged. Five yards from home I was only fourth, a yard behind theleader. I made onegreat effort, however, and broke the worsted a few inches infront of the second man. I nearly broke my neck as well, for I fell heavily to the ground, peeling the skin off my left elbow and knee in the most shocking manner. I could not run for nearly a week afterwards, and fancy that this mishap greatly interfered with any chance I might havehad of winning the championship. —