There was, and Garth, being a long-legged person of great fleetness, won it: and was immediately stricken with remorse at having beaten little Joe, to whom he apologized for the year’s seniority that gave him the victory.  Joe was philosophic, and forgot races and defeat altogether when Garth suggested that they should adjourn to one of the stores and find out what sweets those emporiums stocked.  They reappeared later with bulging cheeks and impeded utterance, and took up positions as spectators with renewed joy.