fanned. Wallace will never have to blow out his cheeks and puff to keep
his blaze going."

By this time some of the contestants were bobbing their heads to
ascertain just how Wallace had done it; and made haste to follow suit.
All were willing to take pattern from a past master who knew the wrinkles
of the game.

One upset his kettle, and despairing of having any show, withdrew from
the race.

Eleven fires kept on burning, some of them under protest, apparently,
for they did not give much promise of landing their unlucky builders as
victors.

"How long is it?" asked Jack, presently, as certain signs caught his eye
that told him the end was near.

"Just nine minutes; but--"

"Look at Wallace," cried Jack; "he's raising his hat. There goes an
inspector to see. He nods his head. The water must be boiling; and who
would have thought it? Hurrah for the Carberry Twin! Look at Ted and
Ward! They act as if they thought there was some trickery, for they're
running up to see. I guess they've tried this game, and come in under the
wire in about fifteen minutes. Hello! there's Bluff calling out. Good
boy! He's going to run Wallace a race next time. But I'd like to see you
make the test, Paul?"