"Best fall I've seen in a year!" "Wh--who--vat--" gasped Hans, trying to recover his wind.

"Who knocked me der pack ofer annahow ?" "Nobody hit you, Hans." "Who put geese grease der groundt on ver I run, hey ?" "Nobody." "Well, did I knock der stick town ?" "No, you didn't come anywhere near the stick." "Do I got some more trials ?" "I think, Mueller, that you had better retire," said Captain Putnam with a smile.

"High jumping does not seem to agree with you." "Maype dot's so, captain.

Veil, I ton't care annahow.

I vill drow der hammer ven ve haf some more of dem kondests," and then Hans dropped to the rear.
Rockley was the next to jump, and his record was an inch better than that already made.
"That's all right," said Lew Flapp.
Two other pupils now took their turns in jumping and Rockley's record was speedily eclipsed.