. Men of old Greece, by Jennie Hall. boy of Heracles was getting the worse of 36 Men of Old Greece it. At last he broke away and ran towardthe bridge. Then all the men hooted athim: * Coward! Shame, shame! You are noson of Sparta! Shame! They closed together and stopped man pushed to the front. He caught theboy by the shoulders. You are mad! he cried. It is betterto die than to be a coward. I should beproud to carry you from here to your no coward shall ever call me , Damon, and show wThose blood is inyour veins. And he pushed him towardthe island. The boy lo
. Men of old Greece, by Jennie Hall. boy of Heracles was getting the worse of 36 Men of Old Greece it. At last he broke away and ran towardthe bridge. Then all the men hooted athim: * Coward! Shame, shame! You are noson of Sparta! Shame! They closed together and stopped man pushed to the front. He caught theboy by the shoulders. You are mad! he cried. It is betterto die than to be a coward. I should beproud to carry you from here to your no coward shall ever call me , Damon, and show wThose blood is inyour veins. And he pushed him towardthe island. The boy looked at his father for a his white face flushed red. Heclenched his teeth and turned and ran at hisopponent. He caught him around the waistand threw him. Then he dragged himalong the ground toward the moat. Butthe other boy twisted and struck out at every Leonidas 87 step. So sometimes one was down, andsometimes the other. Sometimes both wererolling on the ground. Their arms werebruised, their legs were scratched. But at. THE WRESTLERS last Damon picked the boy up on his hipand swung him and threw him into thewater. Then all those men on the bridgesgave a great shout. Good, good, Damon! Sparta is proud 38 Men of Old Greece of you. And they clapped the boys fatheron the shoulder. Damon had got his courage now. He didnot stop. He ran to two other strugglingboys and lent a hand. The same things were happening all overthe island. Boys were scattered about bytwos or threes, pushing, dragging, and then was a splash, when some onewent into the water. Then all that was leftfor that one to do was to swim across andstand dripping on the other shore, watchinghis friends. One by one they were pushedin; sometimes a boy of Lycurgus, sometimesof Heracles, but most often of last only five boys were left on the of them were of Heracles. Then thefour gave a shout and ran at the one andpushed him in and ran to the bridge,shouting: Victory, victory
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