But Fate was unbending. And, so, the same Jim Thorpe, whohad dazzled King Gustav, 2,500 athletes and 100,000 spectatorswith his fantastic athletic prowess at Stockholm in 1912, stoodbefore the Olympic stadium in Los Angeles in 1932, shabbilydressed and friendless and too poor to alford a ticket for a seatinside the stadium. Friends and admirers sent gifts and cashand reporters campaigned for the return of his medals butnothing came of it