According to this day the proclamation and the crowing with wreaths of the victors was due to take place in the afternoon.

In spite of all the threat of rain the crowds start coming to the stadium from 1 p.m. onwards. The tiers are continually filled and the people come ceaselessly. The bands, those that still remained in the capital, are arrayed in the arena and are playing. The members of the various committees are in their due places. It is 2 p.m. and the rain that has been threatening from the morning starts to fall. But none the less no one withdraws and others continue to pour into the stadium, which takes on an unusual sight. Thousands of umbrellas, of all colours, with which the spectators had provided themselves, shoot from the depths as if the growth of gigantic mushrooms, produced by magic. The members of the committees pretend indifference and remain in their places, but the rain continues stronger, and the crowd, especially those outside the enclosure and on the heights, does not find this obligatory douching at all pleasant, and it starts to complain and demands the postponement by shouts. The committee finds itself obliged to give in, and the ceremony is put off for the morrow. The bad weather of this day continuing into the night frustrated all movement and concentrations in the streets.