Delsarte Recitation Book (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1893 Excerpt: ...announced his intention of competing for the silver cup himself. The report ran like wildfire through the school. "Have you heard the news?" everyone asked his neighbor. "The doctor is going in for the single sculls against Bonsall and Hall. He hasn't rowed in a race + The law of evolution in expression is; first the eye. then the face, then the head) then the arms and hands, and last the body.--Steele Macraye. for ever so long." As to what the result of the race would be, few saw room to doubt. Neither of them could hope to beat the doctor. The appointed day dawned bright and still. The race had been fixed for ten o'clock. The lake was reported to be like a mirror, and the day unexceptionable from an oarsman's point of view. At nine o'clock Jack emerged in his boating-costume. Every boy who possessed a boat was out in it, and the water was dotted with every variety of craft, from a canoe to a steamlaunch. The stand, which had been erected just opposite to the finish, was crowded. As for Jack, he was trembling all over, and could feel his heart going like a trip-hammer. The course was two miles in all; straight away for a mile to a flagged buoy, and back again to another flagged buoy abreast of the boat-house. Jack was the last of the three to get into his boat. He paddled a few rods and then shot off at a comfortable pace up the lake, followed by the gaze of the spectators eager to gauge his powers. He caught a glimpse of Tom Bonsall resting on his oars and watching him. Jack pulled steadily for a few hundred yards, taking a last glance at his equipment to make sure everything was all right. He had scarcely turned to come back when the pistol sounded, and by the time he reached the starting-line the doctor and Tom were in position. Acco...