Left Tackle Thayer

" asked Clint startledly,

int and Amy Byrd were preparing lessons at opposite s

chair protested and viewing his room-mate un

opened windows and transoms, came the most lugubrious wails he though

e the sweet strains of Penny Durkin's violin." Amy looked at the alarm clock which decorated a corner of his chiffonier. "Penny is twelve minutes

! Cut it ou

ted, followed an instant later by sounds counterfeiting

r the love

watch ba

idiot! Study

officer

onstrances at first, and it was not until some impatient neighbour sallied forth

?" asked Du

, Penny. Your clock's fast aga

prisedly. "Are you s

e wearied response. "How the dickens do you think

ally," responded Pe

e strode back to his room and slammed the do

more. Close up shop, Clint, and let's talk. Now that you've been with us a whole da

to like it," repl

anxiously. "Still, any litt

lint. "Besides, how can I help but like it

elbow, yawned and jumped from his chair. "Let's go visiting. What do you say? Come along

of several other boys who had lingered no longer than they after n

y. "I could have if the

tched a point. Now that's somethi

ha

itude.' Seems to me it must be very difficult to get hold of a thing with no magnitude, and, of course, you

need if you don't sh

cir

stret

urned Amy. "Say, suppose

eplied Clint cheer

you don't act fresh and he takes a liking t

funny?" asked Clint doubtfully

ou being

ing to see him, Won't he thi

o tell him you want a place on the team, do you? Besides, there'

s. Innes's room, like Clint's, faced the stair-well, being also N

nd, after a moment, Amy turned the knob and walked in, followed by Clint. Nearly a dozen boys wer

"but you hoodlums are ma

iscover the newcomers. Heads turned and other greetings followed. It was evident to Clin

obeyed the summons and the big fellow pulled up a leg of the other boy's trousers. "They're

ther. "Never. Amy, te

bosom friend, Mr. Clinton Thayer, of Vay

the room got to their feet as best they

e of your hosts. The other one is Mr. Still; in the corner of t

ial voice. "Hope you can find a place to sit down. I guess

hair. A smallish, clever-looking fellow across the room said: "You're a punk introducer, Amy. Thayer, my name's

ack," inter

to Innes i

ed Still. "Thayer won't rememb

nce, yours amongst them. I did the best I could for y

rdan obtruded his shining cranium as we came in and requested me

ove your phrases, Amy," said Mar

fellows? How did it go, Amy? Let me see. Oh! 'The westerning sun sank slowly into

cried Amy i

all an 'illusive spheroid

emently. "I know, because I

ost when you forsook the gridiron for the--the

the youth beside him, Steve Edw

y yet, are you, Thayer?" as

so," replied Cl

med with Amy last year got so he couldn't make himsel

"China, the Land of the

goes!" moa

id Steve Edwards, "is what's happened to

r the sweet,

uld

nkles were sheer and silken delights. But--and here's the weepy place, fellows--when I disrobed I discovered that the warmth of the weather had affected the dye in those gla

he uncle Clint never discovered, for the others very rudely broke in on Ruddie's reminiscences and the conversation became general and varied. The boy next to Clint, whose name he learned later was Fre

"Come out for practice tomorrow and see. We're go

d Clint. "I reckon you wear to

el lonesome. We've got more fellows here this year than we ever had and I guess there'll be a gang of new candida

ptain Innes pl

t-string quarter this year. Edwards will be one of our

you play?" C

I'm going to make a good fight for it thi

said Clint. "You sort

, I've been at it three years," he

you ma

o you! Well, I

nt and several told him to get Amy to bring him around to see them. Captain Innes crowded his way

football, Thayer?"

, so

centre laughed. "Don't overdo it, thoug

d tackle

alent we can get. Hope to see you do splendidly. Good night. Awfully glad t

e," replied Amy sadly. "T

ish and the fact that I haven't looked at it yet!" And Freer, who wa

t asked curiously: "How do you s

ng brute," responded

did. That sounds as if some

, summon it, as it were, to my attention, or, should I say, fo

ng you

ght h

he

hat you were probably one of the niftiest little linemen that ev

idi

e to the Dear Old Team. And he said: 'Bless you, Amy, for them glad tidings. All is not lost, With

leaded Clint, "w

I'd heard you say you, played and that I mean

he

course, bring

murmur

I was about to ma