horse was standing still, and at varying speeds, up to a smart gallop. Many failed in this, but Dick did not.
Then came mounting and dismounting at hurdles, which was more difficult, and weeded out a number, and then, the last of the semi-finals, was the feat of standing astride on two horses, driving a steed on either side, and, while doing this, to take a difficult hurdle.
More than a score did not succeed at this, and Dick was not a little nervous when it came his turn, as, though he was an expert, he had not practiced this evolution much.
On his steeds thundered over the ground, one being a skittish horse, and hard to manage.
"If they don't jump together," thought Dick, "I'm done for. If one of them knocks down the hurdle bar it's all up with my chances."
He called encouragingly to the animals, and took a tighter hold on the reins, while he shifted his weight on the backs of the horses.
"Over you go now, boys!" he exclaimed at the take-off, and he fairly lifted the four animals as one, over the bar. clearing it cleanly.
"Good, Hamilton!" was the quiet praise of Major Webster, who acted as judge. "That was finely done."
So Dick qualified for the finals.
But there was more hard work ahead of him. Thus far not many of the freshmen had kept up to Dick, and there were envious eyes cast at him.
