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On
a
flat
plateau
at
the
top
of
one
of
the
hills
the
contestants
were
to
strive
.
There
was
to
be
a
footrace
of
young
girls
under
seventeen
,
a
fat
men
’
s
race
,
the
younger
fellows
were
to
put
the
shot
,
to
compete
in
the
running
broad
jump
,
and
the
standing
high
jump
,
in
the
hop
,
skip
,
and
step
and
in
wrestling
.
Presley
was
delighted
with
it
all
.
It
was
Homeric
,
this
feasting
,
this
vast
consuming
of
meat
and
bread
and
wine
,
followed
now
by
games
of
strength
.
An
epic
simplicity
and
directness
,
an
honest
Anglo
-
Saxon
mirth
and
innocence
,
commended
it
.
Crude
it
was
;
coarse
it
was
,
but
no
taint
of
viciousness
was
here
.
These
people
were
good
people
,
kindly
,
benignant
even
,
always
readier
to
give
than
to
receive
,
always
more
willing
to
help
than
to
be
helped
.
They
were
good
stock
.
Of
such
was
the
backbone
of
the
nation
—
sturdy
Americans
everyone
of
them
.
Where
else
in
the
world
round
were
such
strong
,
honest
men
,
such
strong
,
beautiful
women
?
Annixter
,
Harran
,
and
Presley
climbed
to
the
level
plateau
where
the
games
were
to
be
held
,
to
lay
out
the
courses
,
and
mark
the
distances
.
It
was
the
very
place
where
once
Presley
had
loved
to
lounge
entire
afternoons
,
reading
his
books
of
poems
,
smoking
and
dozing
.
From
this
high
point
one
dominated
the
entire
valley
to
the
south
and
west
.
The
view
was
superb
.
The
three
men
paused
for
a
moment
on
the
crest
of
the
hill
to
consider
it
.
Young
Vacca
came
running
and
panting
up
the
hill
after
them
,
calling
for
Annixter
.
“
Well
,
well
,
what
is
it
?
”
“
Mr
.
Osterman
’
s
looking
for
you
,
sir
,
you
and
Mr
.
Harran
.
Vanamee
,
that
cow
-
boy
over
at
Derrick
’
s
,
has
just
come
from
the
Governor
with
a
message
.
I
guess
it
’
s
important
.
”
“
Hello
,
what
’
s
up
now
?
”
muttered
Annixter
,
as
they
turned
back
.
They
found
Osterman
saddling
his
horse
in
furious
haste
.
Near
-
by
him
was
Vanamee
holding
by
the
bridle
an
animal
that
was
one
lather
of
sweat
.
A
few
of
the
picnickers
were
turning
their
heads
curiously
in
that
direction
.
Evidently
something
of
moment
was
in
the
wind
.
“
What
’
s
all
up
?
”
demanded
Annixter
,
as
he
and
Harran
,
followed
by
Presley
,
drew
near
.
