esident and spoke to him in a low voice. The result
was that he advanced to Carl, and said, courteously:

"If you would like to enter into our games, you are quite at liberty to
do so."

"Thank you," responded Carl. "I have had a little practice in archery,
and will enter my name for that prize."

He paid over his quarter and received back fifteen cents in change. It
seemed rather an imprudent outlay, considering his small capital; but he
had good hopes of carrying off the prize, and that would be a great lift
for him. Seven boys entered besides Carl. The first was Victor Russell,
a lad of fourteen, whose arrow went three feet above the mark.

"The prize is mine if none of you do better than that," laughed Victor,
good-naturedly.

"I hope not, for the credit of the club," said the president. "Mr.
Crawford, will you shoot next?"

"I would prefer to be the last," said Carl, modestly.

"John Livermore, your turn now."

John came a little nearer than his predecessor, but did not distinguish
himself.

"If that is a specimen of the skill of the clubmen," thought Carl, "my
chance is a good one."

Next came Frank Stockton, whose arrow stuck only three inches from the
center of the target.

"Good for Fred!" cried Edward Downie. "Just wait till you see me shoot!"

"Are you a dangerous rival?" asked Carl, smiling.

"I can hit a barn door if I am only near enough," replied Edward.

"Edward Downie!" called the president.

Edward took his bow and advanced to the proper place, bent it, and the
arrow sped on its way.

There was a murmur of surprise when his arrow struck only an inch to the
right of the centre. No one was more amazed than Edward himself, for he
was accounted far from skillful. It was indeed a lucky accident.

"What do you say to that?" asked Edward, triumphantly.

"I think the prize is yours. I had no idea you could shoot like that,"
said Carl.

"Nor I," rejoined Edward, laughing.

"Carl Crawford!" called the president.

Carl took his position, and bent his bow with the greatest care. He
exercised unusual deliberation, for success meant more to him than to
any of the others. A dollar to him in his present circumstances would
be a small fortune, while the loss of even ten cents would be sensibly
felt. His heart throbbed with excitement as he let the arrow speed on
its mission.

His unusual deliberation, and the fact that he was a stranger,
excited strong interest, and all eyes followed the ar