The Chums of Scranton High at Ice Hockey

de the Juggins' front door as he came out,

e lot sharper than it

f the first cold wave

ant

at out at Hobson's mill-pond ought to be in gr

ow, our reliable old weather prophet blacksmith, who always keeps a goose-bone hanging up in his smithy, to tell what sort of a wint

day, it would fetch us to Saturday. I understand they're not meaning to let a single pair of stee

thing for our hockey t

, eh,

hting bunch of irregulars. There are some mighty clever hockey players in and out of the high school, who are not on our Seven. I

. Although Hugh Morgan had seemed to jump into popular leadership among the boys of Scranton, so

took prominent parts in all baseball games, and other strenuous outdoor sports indulged in by the boys of Scranton High; a record of which will be found in t

le signs of great excitement. He had drilled himself to contro

that section of country where Scranton was located, had been almost nil; which would account for the enthu

le High fellows had given them a hard run of it before they carried off

lebrate the enclosing of the grounds outside Scranton with a high board-fence, and the building of a s

properly flooded, so that it might afford a vast amount of heal

and back, which was a long enough journey to keep many from ever thinking of indul

of treasure trove that an old and peculiar uncle, with a fad for collecting curios of every

the greatest collection of stamps any of them had ever heard of. And the other things proved of such absorbing interest

, judging from the way in which he several times looked queerly at his ch

afternoon, after we got out of school, I didn't know what to think. Was he threatening you about anything, Hugh? After that fine dressing-down

hat was the only fight he had been in since coming to Scranton. Even it would not have taken place

eplied immediately. "Fact is, instead of threats, N

got me excited there's nothing left but to tell me

o ask me to sell them to him for a dollar, which he said he'd earned by doing odd jobs, just in order to buy my old skates. He chanced to hear me say once that my moth

th using. And as to hockey, why, if Nick would only play fair, which he never will, it seems because his nature must be warped and crooked, he could have a leading place on our Seven. As it is, the boys refused to stand for him i

orry it's so, I've got a hunch that chap, if he only could be reconstructed

can't change its spots; and Nick Lang was born to

as though not quite a

Thad. There might com

hings. I've heard of b

taking a turn, and f

, I admit, but

believe me, Hugh. But did you sell

and left me; so that opportunity was lost. Besides, it's best not to be too sure I'm going to get those silver-plated skates after all, though Mom is looking pretty myster

blame Nick for envying you their possession; but then it hasn't been so much what you had on your feet that has made you the swift hockey player you a

several fellows in Scranton my equals at hockey, and perhaps my superiors. Nick Lang, for instance, if only he

e community in spite of the bad name he's always had. Honestly now, do you really believe that's possible? Is there such a thing as the r

d and gave his ch

l you something that's been