Rowing.

We went to see the Eight in action, but after we heard that they persisted in doing their stuff at 6.30 am. with a stiff sea-breeze blowing, somehow, we lost our dash. After all, we know our place, and the holier moments of these supermen passed unprofaned by our shrinking presence We see them once a year on the average, and in times past we hardly dared to take our stance near the finishing line.

My co-re. pointed out that it was tactless to bring Swimming in just after rowing. "Ichabod, anyway," I said, and he thought that summed it up. So we few words of encouragement about the youngsters.

"Neville might do well," he said, "and in the breaststroke events, both women's and men'—" he smiled happily, but on our couplingthe name of Auckland with the matter of women's freestyle, subsided. The relay brought a ray of qualfied hope.