* * *
Well, we can see Mr. Ruggles’ raise and go him two better. We call
attention to the trained flea, the champion of th world at the standing
high and broad jumps, which leaps from scratch and clears a hundred
times its own height and length with ease. This amateur athlete is, for
its size, one of the wortd’g greatest, and but for the fact that it has no
nationality, and hence cannot comply with the strict eligibility rules,
would be a perpetual Olympic champion. The lapse of time between
father and son in the jumping competition of the flopping flea is said
to be 2 hours, 15 minutes, 8 1-5 seconds, by any good watch.
* * *
Than, thanks to Otis Peabody Swift, who used to be one of
the leading nougats of Turkey, we are able to set forth the claim
of the famous racing cockroaches which provide great excite
men in the sporting circle* of Stamboul. These little steeds
sometimes carry thousands of dollars in bets as they dash
from their little stall* in the cardboard box to the piece of. raw
potato at the end of the course, spurred forward by the cheer*
of the crowd.
* * *
A champion cockroach retires to the stud at the end of the first race
and his colts are winning championships of their own in the sixth event.
Now it’s Mr. Ruggles’ turn again.
