Chapter V: Part 5

The progress of the sport of football in this country, and a
corresponding growth of inquiry as to the methods adopted by
experienced teams, have prompted the publication of an enlarged
edition of this book. Should any of the suggestions herein
contained conduce to the further popularity of the game, the object
of the writer will be attained.--_Author's Preface._

_BY THE SAME AUTHOR:_

=FOOTBALL FACTS AND FIGURES.= Post 8vo, Paper, 75 cents.

A SPORTING PILGRIMAGE

Riding to Hounds, Golf, Rowing, Football, Club and University Athletics. Studies in English Sport, Past and Present. By CASPAR WHITNEY. Copiously Illustrated. 8vo, Cloth, $3.50.

The work is certainly one of the most valuable contributions to
athletic literature that has been published for many a
day.--_Chicago Journal._

TRACK ATHLETICS IN DETAIL

Compiled by the Editor of "Interscholastic Sport" in HARPER'S ROUND TABLE. Illustrated from Instantaneous Photographs. 8vo, Cloth, Ornamental, $1.25. In "HARPER'S ROUND TABLE Library."

A good book to put into the hands of the athletically inclined. It
is capitally illustrated with instantaneous photographs, and is
full of expert and sound advice and instruction.--_Outlook_, N. Y.

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HARPER & BROTHERS, Publishers, New York

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THE OLD OAKEN BUCKET.

A dear little girl, named Elsie, was quite a singer, and very fond of an old song, familiar to most children, called "The Old Oaken Bucket." Elsie was taking lessons in drawing, which interested her very much. She drew pictures in all her spare time, and often teased mamma with the question,

"What shall I draw next, mamma?"

Mamma always suggested cows, or bears, or steam-engines, or trees, according to the first idea which came into her head. One day, in answer to Elsie's usual question, mamma replied:

"Draw the 'old oaken bucket,' Elsie. You are very fond of singing 'The Old Oaken Bucket.' Sit down and make a picture of it."

This was new. Elsie, with a deep satisfied breath, sat down and staid quiet about five minutes. At the end of that time she brought mamma this picture.

"What upon earth does this mean?" asked mamma. "It looks like a conundrum, Elsie; or like the sun, moon, and stars!"

Elsie looked at her design with great pride, and a little impatience at mamma's obtuseness.

"Why, don't you see, mamma?" she cried. "The first one is 'the old oaken bucket,' and the next one is 'the iron-bound bucket,' and the next is 'the moss-covered bucket that hangs in the well'!"

Then mamma laughed hard, leaning back in her chair, while she held Elsie's sketch at arm's-length to see it better, as artists always look at pictures.

"And what are all those little spots for, Elsie?"

"Why--those, mamma?" said Elsie. "Those are 'the spots that my infancy knew'!"

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A PERFECT IDENTIFICATION.

Signor Arditi, the well-known musical conductor, has recently published his memoirs in London. Among the many anecdotes he tells is the following adventure he had with a bank cashier. He was in an American city and wished to have a check cashed, but as the cashier did not know Signor Arditi, he told him he must get himself identified before he could receive any money.

"But I do not know any one here," protested the musical conductor.

"I am very sorry," said the cashier.

Signor Arditi thought for a few moments, and presently said,

"Do you ever attend the opera, young man?"

"Frequently," said the cashier. "I am very fond of music."

"Then you must know me," continued Signor Arditi; and taking off his hat he turned his back upon the cashier, and beat time vigorously to an imaginary orchestra.

"Oh yes!" exclaimed the cashier at once. "I know the back of your head well. You are Signor Arditi." And he handed out the money to the musician without further ceremony.

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THE END OF THE "CHESAPEAKE."

An English journal contains the following item, for the truth of which we cannot, of course, vouch; but it is interesting if true:

It is not by any means widely known, says the journal, that the _Chesapeake_, famous for her historic encounter with the British ship _Shannon_ in 1813, is in existence to-day, but is used in the somewhat inglorious capacity of a flour-mill, and is making money for a hearty Hampshire miller in the little parish of Wickham. After her capture by Sir Philip B. V. Broke, she was taken to England in 1814, and in 1820 her timbers were sold to Mr. John Prior, miller of Wickham, Hants. Mr. Prior pulled down his own mill at Wickham, and erected a new one from the _Chesapeake_ timbers, which he found admirably adapted for the purpose. The deck beams were thirty-two feet long, and served, without alteration, for joists. Many of these timbers yet bear the marks of the _Shannon_'s grape-shot, and, in some places the shot are still to be seen deeply embedded in the pitch pine. The metamorphosis of a man-of-war into a peaceful life-sustaining flour-mill is, perhaps, as near an approach to the prophecy that spears and swords shall be beaten into ploughs and pruning-hooks as the conditions of modern civilization will allow.

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"Pray, Dr. Smith, what is a good cure for the gout?" was the question of an indolent and very luxurious gentleman to his hard-worked friend.

"Live upon sixpence a day--and earn it," was the unexpected answer.

End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Round Table, November 24, 1896, by Various