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And the reason for all this turmoil and expectation is that during this day the Marathon race is being carried out. From the very first day that the idea of the Games was promoted, all in Greece looked first to this out of all the events. By degrees and little by little, the idea was cultivated and took root that the winner of the Marathon race should be a Greek. This idea was dictated by Greek pride, and the easily explained desire that it should not be a foreigner who should take the prize of this most important of events, which was the race of 40 kilometres; yet the historic traditions and the recollection of the herald who traversed the same course, from the battle of Marathon, and breathed his last after managing to say only "We have won" imparted to it a national character. Since then the matter was placed in this light and generally such significance was given to the above mentioned event, the interest of the public concentrated on it with pertinent exclusivity. The more the day of the event approached the more the burning interest of the public rose and the wish that it should be a Greek who were declared a winner and not a foreigner. Hence many promises and awards started to be announced. Hotel keepers, tailors, hair-dressers and other tradesmen, published declarations in the newspapers, promising that they would provide free to the happy victor of the Marathon race, if he were a Greek, the services of this trade, some for a certain duration, and some for life, while others undertook to give awards or presents.
The two American winners are infantry captains in the army of the U.S.; they used their own personal arms which they brought with them, of the latest type and very accurate.
Those who dill not have the good fortune to see the Panathenian stadium on this historic day, missed a sight of unprecedented grandeur. The graduated sides of the vast enclosure are covered by a thick crowd, pressed together and becoming one compressed mass, of which the sombre colour is enlivened by tile uniforms of the military and the garments of the ladies. Even the most distant tiers were packed to suffocation. The stairs between them were packed to the very top and even the corridor around the arena was filled by spectators standing and continually being increased in numbers so that communication and through passage was almost impossible. The officials in charge make every possible effort to contain this ceaseless flood. Above this imposing foregathering another belt of spectators presses around the encircling stone wall on the summit, forming a wreath of its own with still higher other dark masses covering the heights above on the top of the Ardettos. It is reckoned that 70 thousand entered the stadium on that day. But outside in the surroundings of the stadium, apart from those on the heights, there is another human dense anthill, endless and filling the space in front of the stadium. The pavements of Herodus Atticus Street are occupied by a dense throng and it is with difficulty that the foot and mounted guards are able to maintain order. The inquisitive crowds extend, further, much further and cover tile pavements of the lengthy Kifissia Avenue upon which carriages have been prohibited on this day, and up to the Rizarios school, whence the arrival of the first runner will be announced by a gun. Some go still further, since all, within and outside the stadium have but fierce impatience, to see who will be the winner of the Marathon race. At precisely half past two in the afternoon the Royal Family enters the stadium together with the King of Servia and the other official guests and are received with the customary honours. On entering they stand for a moment, to the sound of the band and the lively cheers, to admire the impressive sight, and then advance to their seats within the sphendone. Immediately following this the beginning of the Games is announced by a trumpeter and proceed according to programme.
It should be noted that towards the end this contest was interrupted and was concluded later, since in the meantime, the competitors in the Marathon race arrived, about whom we refer to later.
Their course had variegated dramatic, phases and episodes. Up to Pikermi the agile Frenchman Lermusiaux is in the lead; after him follow the Australian Flack, the American Black the Hungarian Kellner, and then the Greek runners, of whom the first is Lavrentis from Amaroussi. Mr. Lermusiaux has a lead of three kilometres on Mr. Flack, who is second. He has run the distance to Pikermi in 52 minutes. Along the route, at all spots, many of the inhabitants of the villages of Attica have taken up positions awaiting the contestants with great curiosity and interest, and greet them with encouragement without any discrimination as to nationalily, offering them refreshments. After Pikermi many begin to feel the strain through fatigue and withdraw and get into the carriages that are following. Louis from Amaroussi passing by the inn close to Pikermi asks for and drinks a glass full of wine, makes enquiries regarding the runners in front of him and announces with confitfence that he will catch them up and pass them. Black falls out at the 23rd kilometre and the third place is taken by Vassilakos. At Harvati it is Lermusiaux who arrives first followed by Flack who is second. The crown that the villagers had prepared for the first runner to arrive there, under a triumphal arch, rests on the brow of the Parisian who continues hastily in the lead. But at this spot there is an uphill, the Frenchman gets tired and his fellow contryman, the cyclist Guisel, rubs him down wiith alcohol, which gives time for Flack to pass him. Louis continually gets closer and closer, while many peasants from his village follow him, running and constitute, so to speak, a guard of honour. At the 32nd kilometre Lermusiaux staggers and falls and is collected by those who are following and placed in a carriage. At, the 33rd kilometre Louis catches up with Flack and passes him but keeping a distance ahead of him of not more than twenty paces, up to the 36th kilometre. After Flack come the Hungarian Kellner, Vassilakos, and the very young Belokas, full of energy. At the 37th kilometre outside Ambelokipi Louis hastens his pace and Flack despairing of victory, staggers and falls and is carried unconscious into a carriage. Louis arrived first at the Rizarios school and a ganshot announced his arrival. His victory is now assured. The many curious along the route greet him and encourage him with enthusiastic shouts. In the stadium, in the meanwhile, there is an agony of expectation. Impatience cannot be contained from 4:30 when it was reckoned that the first runner would reach the stadium, since the hour of the start was unknown. The phases of the contest of the pole vault, full of interest, manage temporarily to absord the interest of the crowd. Suddenly, unknown how, it is rumoured from month to mouth that the Australian Flack is arriving first. The news was brought by the German cyclist Goedrich. A mournful sadness spreads over all the faces and complete silence reigns through the discouragement. But the delusion does not last long. The starter of the Marathon race, covered with dust from the long ride on horseback, is seen to enter the stadium, who, going directly to the Royal thrones announces that Louis is in the lead. The news is spread like lightning, an immense shout emerges from all breasts, while simultaneously the gunshot announcing the arrival of the Greek victor is heard. The spectators henceforth listen to no advice, to no order; standing they have their attention glued to the entrance. The same excitement reigns also outside the stadium, and the Chief of the Police, on horseback, together with his retinue, coming from Kifisia Avenue, announces with emotion to the crowds in Herodes Atticus street that the winner is a Greek, and is accosted with myriads of uninterrupted acclamations. After a few minutes, which seemed centuries, a movement is noticed at the entrance of the stadium. The officers and the members of the committee hasten thither. Finally a man wearing white, sun-burnt, and covered in perspiration, is seen to enter. It is Louis, the victor of the Marathon race. He arrives running, on the right side of the arena, most fatigued, but not to exhaustion, followed by the members of the committee and the ephors who cheer him. The Crown Prince and Prince George run with him, one on either side. The King, when the runner reached his place in the sphendone and bows to Him in greeting, gets up and waves his nautical cap, for a long time in deep emotion. Some of the aide-de-camps rush forward, embrace the runner and kiss him. The two princes, who were joined by Prince Nicholas, lift the victor in triumph. The foreign officials applaud with emotion. What, happened at that moment in the stadium cannot be described. The sailor delegated to hoist the flags on the mast, so soon as he saw the mumber 17, which the victorious runner bore on his breast, hastened to raise the Greek flag, the sight of which raises a storm of enthusiasm. The air echoes with the shouts of victory; hats are thrown into the air; handkerchiefs wave as also small Greek flags, up to then hidden and now unfolded. The whole of the crowd in a state of excitement celebrates the victory. The public demands with shouts and the bands play the national anthem. The moment is sacred and before its greatness the foreigners who are present are captivated and in various languages acclaim the Greek victory. Louis is led to the changing rooms. He has covered the distance of 40 kilometres in 2 hours, 58 minutes and 50 seconds. Second, after a few minutes, Vassilakos arrives, and his arrival causes a second explosion of enthusiasm. He covered the distance in 3 hours, 6 minutes and 3 seconds. Third arrives the younger Athenian Belokas, who showed the greatest endurance against tiredness, having covered the distance in 3 hours 6 minutes and 30 seconds. Forth comes the Hungarian Kellner, five seconds after Belokas. He also shows remarkable endurance, circulating in the arena and conversing with his fellow nationals, before going to the changing rooms, he is cheered with particular sympathy by the crowds. Following them, come: Vretos, Papasymeon, Deliyannis and Massouris. Those who were exhaunsted during the race, and picked up in the carriages, are conveyed to the changing rooms where the doctors administer the attentions of their profession. After the arrival of the runners the contests which follow lose their interest and many of the spectators depart; besides the hour is already advanced. In spite of this, in order to complete the programme the pole vault is continued, after which there follows:
The third pair to appear is Christopoulos and Tsitas; and the sight of them displeases the spectators who wish the Games to have all international character. Shouts of disapproval are heard, but in spite of this the wrestling proceeds until Christopoulos, who is more agile and skilful just as his opponent is more robust, bruises his shoulder in falling and is obliged to withdraw from the match. The fourth pair is Tsitas and Schumann, who wrestle for a long time on equal terms. But the sun has set some time back and the spectators demand by shouts that it he postponed for the morrow, which is done. Those in the stadium emerge in throngs. Spyros Louis surrounded by his shouting fellow villagers had left a little earlier, and recognised by the crowds became the object, of frenzied acclamations. The crowds dispersed to the various centres and celebrates his victory which is considered a national one. All speak about Louis. All wish to get to know him, to congratulate him, to offer him presents. Even in the stadium, after the victory some enthusiasts hastened to send to the happy victor gold watches and precious tobacco boxes. Louis, surrounded by his relations and friends and many people is seen off as he departs for his village to celebrate there his victory.
The whole of the Royal Family, together with the King of Serbia, Alexander, and the Grand Duke George, came down and took up positions on the balcony of the City Hall. They remained to admire the wonderful sight. Later the various corporations concentrated in front of the Square of the Customs House, with their standards, and sailors bearing lamps and torches, with the Philarmonic band in front, set forth by the coastal avenue; their parade, seen from afar, is a sight of unbelievable beauty. Below the City Ha11 the group of the Piraeus Musical Union sang harmoniously a song entitled "The Sailor Lad", after which the band of the Philharmonic society in the Tinanian Gardens played a selection of airs from tha music of Lohengrin of Wagner. After this the fireworks placed in the harbour are lit. The festivilies came to an end around midnight, and all left with tired bodies from the fatigue and the deep emotions. Sponsored by AvantiLogic.com,
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