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fence and came to a stop in a ditch 
after seriously injuring a boy. Neither 
the driver nor his mechanic was hurt, 
but the machine was so badly damaged 
as to necessitate its retirement from 
the race. The news soon came that in 
addition to Wielshott’s accident, Shep- 
ard in his Hotchkiss (France) had run 
down and killed a man who tried to 
cross in front of him near Krug’s 
corner; and that Tracy in his Loco- 
mobile (America) had badly hurt a boy. 
And so the race proceeded—car after 
car passing and repassing—skidding 
into sight, gathering speed as it came 
up the road, passing with a rush and a 
roar, and disappearing beyond the 
grandstand between the cheering ranks 
RECREATION 
with his tires, the figures at the finish 
might have told a different story. 
It was now the end of the ninth lap, 
and the leaders were ding-donging 
away, very close together as to their 
elapsed time. The cars of Wagner, 
Tracy and Lancia now passed almost 
together in the order named. But it 
was only the seventh round for Tracy, 
and sad it is to tell; for he passed the 
best of them while his tires held out. 
Wagner had 6 minutes time allow- 
ance over Lancia, he having started 6 
minutes later than the latter, and so was 
now 6 minutes in the lead. Jenatzy, 
who had, up to now, clung close to 
Lancia’s rear tires, was reported 
stopped by tire troubles. 

JENATZY GOING OVER EIGHTY MILES AN HOUR 
of speed-mad spectators. It was soon 
discovered that the American team was 
badly outclassed, so far as winning was 
concerned, but they kept doggedly on; 
for there are more possibilities of the 
unexpected happening in an automobile 
race than perhaps in any other sport. 
It was comforting, to say the least, to 
learn that the honor of having made 
the fastest lap in the race rested with 
Tracy, who made one circuit im the 
hitherto unprecedented time of 26 min- 
utes and 21 seconds, traveling around 
the 29-mile course, with its dozen dan- 
gerous turns, at a speed of 75 miles an 
hour. Had he had even ordinary luck 
Every one walked restlessly about, 
watches and scores were compared as 
the minutes dragged slowly by. “It 
looks like Wagner,” was the consensus 
of opinion, and yet—a roar went up 
from the grandstand. Word rapidly 
was passed along, “Wagner is held up 
at Bull’s Head with two bursted tires.” | 
He had 6 minutes to put on those tires. 
Could he do it and still finish within 6 
minutes of Lancia? 
“How about Lancia?” the cry went 
up. “All right,” came back the reply. 
“And driving like sin to make good his 
chance,” added another. Would Lancia 
win? Could Wagner get those tires 
