In addition to that, as the story related to boys and athletic sports (both of which subjects I knew something about), it seemed the very theme of a good tragedy, which might make my name immortal, and rank to all generations as an English classic.
It might have, but somehow it didn't.

However, I have kept the copy still, and this book shall be the fortunate medium of introducing the tragedy to the world.
In case any of my readers, as is possible, should be unacquainted with the story of Romulus and Remus, let me say that I believe (but am not quite sure) that they were two twin brothers, both boys, left orphans at an early age, and nursed by a stepmother in the shape of a wolf.

They were subsequently discovered, and having grown to manhood, it occurred to Romulus to build Rome.

For this modest undertaking Remus chaffed his brother, and practised the high jump over his walls, naturally damaging them considerably.

Whereupon Romulus knocked him on the head, and lived happily ever afterwards.
This, briefly, is the story.