Show Glory Trail A Trail A Test by Snow Sw I 0 0 a DI How Hw IreD Man 1 Won Alaska's rats Dog og Racel ace I S I 4 S u n k s team at Timber ven miles from gal at Nome I CHAPTER HI UI By Sy JACK JUNGMEYER I II had now DOW been on tho the trail 30 hours and 23 3 minutes without rest or food r resumed John J Johnson tho the worl worlds world's 8 greatest t do dog doc dr driver cr telling how ho bo ran the endurance race from rom Nome to Candle Creek Alaska and return over o miles of ot snow fino bound tundra m min in 1010 The Tho excitement was waa 18 too stron strong for or I hunger I was living on my nerve lIer And Anti PO so o largely cly was my team although h hI I le led thorn thom a little HUll meal alon along the trail I 1 was giving Ji the dogs doSs a Jl breathing spell rind changing nt my roy underwear car soppy oppy with sweat when tho the first man behind me rue sped into Cau Candle andie le lean an and out n again ain without stopping n He lie left wor word that he ho would woul rest relt at the tho tent eight miles codes away on tho the return course nud and suggested u that I do the tho same It It It It was waa 7 5 0 o'clock clock Saturday evening even even- ing jag when Ramsey Ramer left Candle I got away 1 at S 0 clock In n point of timo 1 was till t-till two hours of himI himI himI him II I didn't at tho the slop stop tent though i Hi High h up on the tho river bank I aw saw the glow 0 of ot Ramsey s 's firo fire and heard the woof woot of lai his ui dogs I r spoke to Kolma and wo we streamed by Jy like ghosts hosts in in the thc richt I fi figured that if I stopped to lo rest there Rams Ramsey would I get t awn away away I with me tue and anti I couldn't l t shake him oft Hed He'd havn havo all tho advantage lie He He didn't know DOW that 1 I had passed on ahead until he be reached First Chance nino hirty-nino miles mileR beyond I i Holy smoke s said id Ramsey John must bo ho And And I was 1 The strain W was S beginning to tell on mo rae and dogs 1 bad had my clean liv- liv in lag to thank for my mv endurance No o man ba bM ever seen John Johnson drunk and he does docs not smoke His Hit lifo of prospecting has mado made him hard bard hardia hardas ia fie nails naile Once in a Siberian blizzard he tie went four days clays without eating eating- II One One hundred rind twenty miles from Nome he resumed the tho first filet of my mv team arc out onto It was as seah a game guno little fellow whoso hose feet had gone one back on him IT lie e begged me even then with his hiR eves C to let Ift him stay slay in iD inthe in inthe the traces but hut I X lai laid him on tho sled under by parka loor Poor old Ever Every twenty five miles I fed e the dors ilot s a handful of meal JI zI 1 wanted anted to drink all the time My fy y thirst became a n fever The sweat poured down my body lOdy into my muk muk- Inks I r sucking lemons for The weather turned turne colder My y hands began to freeze to th the sled bars hars The bito bite of th the tho wind a against my face faco was as terrible Mv I feet were sore and the snow glare was wal beginning to hot bother her me Scot cotty Allen tho the watchers at the tho telephone relays told me mo was creeping up fast Now ow I 1 didn didn't t bu laugh h w when en 1 I thought of his brag To be bo continued tomorrow |