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So the ball actually went around the left end this time, Evans making the best sprint that was left in his stiffening muscles. He covered twenty-four yards before he was brought to earth. Here was where delay came in. While Cobber was fighting stubbornly to regain the pigskin, the whistle sounded the end of the second half. Gridley had won from the big enemy! Now pandemonium broke loose.
For the great deed you have done for Gridley H.S. football every member of Dick & Co. deserves undying fame. As I can't be sure of our ability to confer that, we'll do the next best thing. In years and class you're all six of you freshmen. Now, what is expected of a freshman?" "Why," laughed Dick, "as I understand it, a freshman is a fellow who doesn't dare to be fresh."
I am irascible. I am not polite!" "Not very, I think." "Sir," said Gridley, putting down the child and going up to him as if he meant to strike him, "do you know anything of Courts of Equity?" "Perhaps I do, to my sorrow." "To your sorrow?" said the man, pausing in his wrath, "if so, I beg your pardon. I am not polite, I know. I beg your pardon!
This was a convenience just then, because Nurse Byloe was invited to stay with them for a month or two; and one nurse and two single women under the same roof keep each other in a stew all the time, as the old dame somewhat sharply remarked. Master Byles Gridley had been appointed Myrtle's legal protector, and, with the assistance of Mr.
But I'll write a note to Mrs Gridley, shall I, Rosie?" "It would be a good plan. I wonder what is the use of your going to parties?" "So do I, indeed," said her brother. "I am quite in the dark on the subject.
In the mad crush, three or four Gridley boys were "slugged" in the slyest manner conceivable. Fordham broke through the line, carrying the pigskin over the goal line with a rush. Fordham boosters set up a roar that seemed to make the ground shake, but the two hundred boys from the military school took little or no part in the demonstration. Tom Reade's reply to Phin Drayne had silenced them.
The matter was argued quickly and hotly, Gridley accusing, Fordham hotly denying. "Can't you Gridley fellows play with anything but your mouths?" snarled Captain Barnes. "We play a straight game," retorted Dick coldly. "We play like gentlemen." "Do you mean that we're not?" demanded Barnes swaggeringly. "So far you've played like a lot of sluggers." "See here!
"Gridley when he feels like going out. He can clear a main line quicker than any man we've ever had." "He will go with us to-day?" "I suppose so. He is in town and he's sober." The new superintendent caught at the hesitant word. "Drinks, does he?" "Not much while he is on the job. But he disappears periodically and comes back looking something the worse for wear.
"There's the creek the bull-heads came from," suggested Hazelton hopefully. "That's close at hand." "I know it is," Dick replied, "but I've had a look at it. That creek is both shallow and muddy. No sort of place for swimming." One thing these Gridley High School boys had learned in the football squad, and that was discipline.
Titmouse's special vehicle carried all that Dick & Co. would need in the near future, and the six boys were setting out on what was destined to be their most famous vacation jaunt. Just before leaving Gridley, Greg Holmes had bought a copy of the "Blade" from a newsboy. Three miles out, the chums enjoyed their first halt.
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