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Who put my boy up to enlistin', Jed Winslow?" Jed's foot swung slowly back and forth. "Well, Phin," he drawled, "to be real honest, I think he put himself up to it." "You're a liar. YOU did it." Jed sighed. "Did Leander tell you I did?" he asked. "No," mockingly, "Leander didn't tell me.

I allowed you'd be delayed some by the bad roads, but I guess you must have got a late start this mornin' from Phin Striker's. Mrs. er ahem! I mean your step-mother sent word that you were on the way and to have accommodations ready for you. Say, I'd like to make you acquainted with " "My step-mother sent word to you?" demanded Kenneth, incredulously. "She did.

Several of the students greeted him pleasantly enough. Phin was quick to conclude that the news had not leaked anyway, beyond the members of the football squad. Then came the opening of the session. The singing books lay on the desks before the students. Instead, however, of calling out the page on which the morning's music would be found, Dr.

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.

"Now that I think of it," Dick declared, "Phin is just another edition of Timmy Hinman, isn't he? And so are quite a good many of the fellows we know. The world must be nearly as full of Timmy Hinmans as it is of fathers either wealthy or well-to-do. I'd hate to belong to the Timmy Hinman crowd!"

The oftener Phin looked in the direction of the chums, and more particularly of Dick, the blacker did Drayne's thoughts become. "Prescott has had everything come his way ever since he entered High School," growled Phin. "And now the mucker is going off to West Point, and the government is going to stamp him 'gentleman. A gentleman? Pooh! I'd like to show him up, as a bumptious upstart.

"That's the run around the left end!" throbbed Phin Drayne. But it wasn't. A fake kick, followed by a cyclonic impact at the right followed. "They've changed the signals!" gulped the guilty masquerader behind the black veil. "Then they've found out." With this came the next disheartening thought: "That's the reason, then, why the coach ordered me out of the field Thursday afternoon.

"Phin ought to be on pretty good terms with the Old Scratch. I've heard him recommend a good many folks to go to him." "Ho, ho! Yes, that's so. Well, Jim Bailey told me that when Phin had read the telegram he never said a word. Just got up and walked into his back shop.

Sam Hunniwell, have you been put on that Draft Exemption Board?" "Yes," he said, curtly, "I have." The man trembled all over. "You have?" he cried, raising his voice almost to a scream. "Yes, I have. What's it matter to you, Phin Babbitt? Seems to have het you up some, that or somethin' else." "Het me up! By " Mr. Phineas Babbitt swore steadily for a full minute.

Then, half a mile ahead, the car stopped, turned, and came slowly back toward the wondering Gridley boys. Five rather contemptuous pairs of youthful eyes surveyed Dick & Co. as their outfit plodded on its way. "Aren't they a mucker looking outfit?" demanded one voice from the car. Then the automobile shot ahead again. "Phin Drayne! Humph!" said Darry rather scornfully.

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