Bert Wilson, Marathon Winner

It was indeed a scene of awful wreckage on which they gazed. The gale had played havoc with the unfortunate vessel, and what with the aid of the mighty waves had almost complete...

The good ship _Northland_ had been traveling at reduced speed several hours, and Bert, who was always intensely interested in the operation of the vessel, was quick to notice th...

It was the last day of the intercollegiate meet for field and track events, and the most thrilling feature had been reserved for the wind-up. It was a modified Marathon of fifte...

The next day passed quietly, and the athletes spent it profitably in unbroken training exercises, and Reddy felt that they were rounding into form in a manner to suit even his c...

It was evening on board the _Northland_, cool, calm and altogether delightful. Just enough of twilight lingered to make visible the broad expanse of ocean, so calm that, if it w...

The days flew by as though on wings. Reddy brought his men along by easy stages. He was far too wise to be impatient. He believed in the old motto of "hastening slowly." But eve...

To Tom coming slowly back from the land of dreams, the words spoken in Dick's voice sounded as if they came from a long, long distance. With an impatient little shake at being d...

Dusk had succeeded the glorious sun-set and touched it with the sombre hue of twilight. The day had been exceptionally hot, a day when one seems to find just sufficient energy t...

Quick as lightning Bert slashed at the wicked head with a heavy stick he had been carrying. It caught the snake just as it darted forward and broke its back. It fell, twisting a...

For several hours now the air had seemed very close and oppressive, and the experienced captain of the _Northland_ felt, through some mysterious sixth sense born of long experie...

There was certainly motion enough to satisfy the most ardent advocate of the "strenuous life." The deck was humming with life at its fullest. Two hundred young athletes in their...

It was a perfect day for the great race that was to settle the long-distance championship of the world. The sun shone brightly, but not too hotly, and there was a light breeze s...

The boys stood leaning on the rail as the stately steamer passed through the vast array of shipping on either side of the river, slipped by the colossal figure of Liberty and, b...

Tom mended fast, though not in time to go back with Bert and Dick, and Mr. Hollis insisted that he should stay a week or ten days longer at the lodge until he had fully recovered.

The boys were all up early on the day when the Olympic games were to begin. They were thrilling with excitement like that of young soldiers on the verge of their first battle. H...

Just what followed Bert never clearly remembered. A hurricane of cheers, a sea of spectators, Dick's face white as chalk, Reddy's like a flame of fire. Then the jubilant trainer...

"Yes, me byes, there's nothin' in this wide world much worse, to me manner o' thinkin', than a 'ringer.'" It was Reddy who spoke, following up a conversation in which most of th...