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For the Honor of Randall

Chapter 7 THROUGH THE ICE

Word Count: 1978    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

over,

you want, th

norable article of furniture. "Sid has one armchair, and Frank the other, and I want some place to rest my weary bones," declared Phil. "

ortable to move. "What do you want to come in

elped fix that old sofa, I'd like to know, when all

imself being suddenly slewed around by the feet, until there was room enough for another on the sofa. But Phil did the gymnastic act to

easy chairs, and made a grab for the fussy little alarm clock, that had

!" yelle

all. The next time you fellows want to do the catch-as-catch

umbled Tom, who had been half asleep when Phil so unc

ons which had fallen under his chum, and made an easy place for h

tside when you cam

lot of the fellows were talking track a

and some of the others, and there's a good show for the new league. All the other teams are hot for it. We've got t

our grounds?" asked Tom,

oing to make a strong bid for it," said Sid. "I think, and s

" his right name. "A neutral field will be fair to all. Well, i

meet grew, and many more lads than were expected put in an appearance at the gymnasium, to try out their skill over the hurdles, vaulting the bar, in hundr

four institutions that naturally would form the new league, if matters came to a hea

edented freeze. Tom and his chums awakened shivering in their quarters

at!" cried Tom, poking his no

s turn," de

t," was t

ank, leaping out of bed, and reaching

" shout

declared the b

ke a good fellow, now tha

did as he was asked, and soon the radiator was thumping and pounding away, while t

breathed on the frosty window. "We'll have a last gli

l out in the frosty air until necessary. Before chapel, however, several of the l

cried Tom, after lectures, and s

dlings and Holly Cross, who had constituted themselves a sort of coachi

absent, and it was not known whether he would be bac

make us practice, when it may be the

no backing out. We got to the top of the heap at football and baseball, a

lads piled off for the gymnasium, wher

some good jumping," remarked Phil to Tom, as t

r heard much about him while he was at Harknes

cords didn't count. But Shambler sure can jump. He's as good at the high as he is at the br

he marks on the standards. "If he does that he

ver," cried Tom, as Shambler made a magni

e companionable. He trains too much in with

e helped. Now he's going to t

r. Forward like a stone from a catapult he went and unable to rec

ling. "What are you trying to do, anyhow? Queer my jump? I'd

began Tom,

interrupted the jumper, flashing a black loo

rry for what I couldn't help, and that ought to be enough. I

over again. Get back out of the way!" he ordered to Tom and Phil, as

Tom, but Phil caugh

e cad alone. If he's like that, the

Shambler tried the jump again, and, though he did exceedingly well there was little appla

r a bit. "Come on out on the ice now, Phil, Sid and Frank

Fairview Institute skated down, and among them was Phil's sister Ruth, and her three girl chums. Naturally Tom and hi

ler, who had taken his place in one of t

a bit. "We are to have a class meeting

girls' party

urface of the stream, their escorts going down. The hockey games were over, and many of the players had taken

like to do some lady-killing on his own accoun

ached them when he was aware of some one skating rapidly up behind him. He wheeled about to behold Shambler, with a white, set face, comi

happened?

Shambler. "They were near me, and I heard it cr

ce-an air hole I guess-come on back! Shambler-Shambler skated away!" he murmured

gures turned and like the wind shot up th

Keep away from the edge, girls!" He wanted

e-faced Shambler, as he kept on dow

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