Show STUDENT LTFE Cngltef) Jftbe Ccfjoesi A SPRING MORNING A RACE FOR LIFE The eastern sky was just tinted with pink as I walked through the dewy grass toward the corral with the milk pails on my arm In the large mulberry tree by the house brilliant young officer who had been taken prisoner by the cruel Spaniards was sentenced to face a peculiar death He was to have ten seconds in which to run down a narrow alley to a cannon one hundred yards distant At the end of the given time the gun was to be fired blowing him to pieces unless fortunate enough to gain his goal in the given time In the distance the unfortunate officer could see his country’s heroes marching to battle How he longed to be a free man again and enjoy their company! But the guard marched him to his position in the middle of the alley At a signal from the gunner the athletic Yankee was off like a startled deer Any moment he expected to see the cannon belch forth its awful contents into his face At last when within ten feet of the gun he sprang over the cannon men and the hangbirds were twittering noisily as they flitted from branch to branch the air was cool and fresh and a gentle breeze wafted the perfumes from the peach and apricot blossoms over my face The sky in the East was now changing to a bright yellow and soon the sun would be peeping over The roosters were the hilltops crowing and the restless cows were bellowing The sun came up in a clear sky flooding the earth with golden beams the plants sparkled with dew The tinkling of the bells as cows trudged by on their way to the pasture and the shouts of men to their horses reminded me that another busy day had begun f t E F A |