The Jester of St. Timothy's

y. It was most noticeable at Irving's table; there his bubbling spirits seemed permanently to have subsided; he wrapped himself in silence and

hearing his everlasting brag about

t believe he had a brother," replied Carroll. "I

stby rudely. "I think I'll see if I can have my

ad of the Upper School, refus

ds at Mr. Upton's table; you ought to be contented to stay th

fied if I were at Scarbor

ndividual preference or w

why Westby should be transferred and told

m and me," said Irving we

like to have

f, I like him. And I haven't yet given up

morning of the St. John's game, after breakfast,

t you will care to hear it, but I ha

e I shall care to hear it," he said with a humility tha

he hopes you'll get your chance in the game to-day. He felt

for an uncomfortable moment, then blurt

at

id-about his trying to lay Col

t know you

n't you

s unjust-there was no

lowered his voice. "I am v

e took Westby's hand. "I hope too

mbly. "I hope if I do, I won

boys of St. Timothy's with their red were ranged on opposite sides of the field, hurling defiant, challenging cheers across at one another; for St. Timothy's a band, in which Scarborough bea

and looked on at the waving red and the waving blue and later at the struggle that was being waged in the middle of the field,

hotly contested, than this of the two rival schools. All t

ine, but then had been unable to go farther, and Dennison ha

he got to his feet, he limped badly. Louis Collingwood took him by the arm and walked round with him; Dennison wa

antly; then they cheered Westby as he ran out upon the field. Ir

Denny?" as

l!" Dennison slipped into a blanket and

and only the first down. Collingwood gave the signal; Irving watched closely, saw Westby take the ball on the pass and dive into the line. In a moment all t

three yards more. Irving shouted with the

o give Westby

andolph answered. "If only he's starting

nd on the next play, but made no gain. Then Westby was

l started for a brilliant run; but their halfback chased him across the field and finally, by a tremendous diving tackle, pulled him down. As it was, Westby had made so much

fullback, Warner, prepared to kick. Westby and Co

ball flying high and far. It was Westby's ball; the St. John'

t, to the left, backward, forward; the ends were there in front of him, crouched and waiting; Collingwood tried to fend them of

ith it for the St. Timothy's goal; he had carried it to the twenty-yard line when Collingwood pulled him down. St. Jo

s!" cried Briggs,

ke a football player in a tho

enough for Westby. But St. John's did score, by a series of furious centre rushes, and their fullback kicked the goal.

riumphant visitors rush upon the field, toss the members of their team upon their shoulders, and bear them away exultantly to the

heir serpentine of victory on St. Timothy's ground. It was trying to stand by and watch barge after barge bedecke

yally in front of the athletic house to welcome and console their team when it sh

ugh in an unsteady voice, "Much obl

persed; slowly the

room to go down to supper, a boy brought him

welve to six. Feel

re Harvard sympathizers derived a little cheer from the news, and the others seemed indifferent to it. Westby was not there. The training table

there," said Carroll to Irving;

e there seemed to be little

e never got so very much practice in handling punt

sore on himself

except for that one thi

g; and his uncle never wrote to him; it was his aunt who kept him posted on all th

serve it until he should be alone; he put the letter i

oom, he tore open the enve

you and him no harm to try out your own resources. But I always meant to give you a lift

ind to do the same by his children. I have sold half the farm-the western half-your half and Lawrence's. There is four thousand dollars in cash for each of you, and four th

e. We are both looking forward to s

ectionat

rt U

filled. He had sometimes thought his uncle selfish and n

ith the night mail. On his way he passed the Barclay house; it was all brightly lighted, the sound of laughter and of gay boy voices rang out th

was responsive to that shouted song. Fellows who could sing li

ramping up the stairs. They were still singing, but they stopped their song before they entered the d

song Wes has got off, Mr

hat's

it up

f." Collingwood

trike up. We'l

banjo-you don't mind

like to

the other boys gathered round, except Collingwood, who stood sheepishly off

d prairies he ca

eye and with br

strong and his le

ould outstrip hi

captain-what e

is? Do I hear y

l came in on

ou, he is ou

r pride

o-loo, he is

ur Lou-

claimed Collingw

ison. "We were all singing, and after a while Wes edged in to th

uld furnish inspiration f

n the laugh and

e walked away to his room. The others follow

ve a little talk with you." He led the boy i

s banjo across his knees and

heerful after their defeat

ace. "They've been very dec

is hand on W

ROSSED WES

m up yourself. Who was the fellow, Westby, that said he didn't care

got nothing

ng or adaptability, you can't hang on to a ball at a critical moment. There are plenty of fellows who can do that.-I suppose you do

't see

hat you stood better with them than you ever had done before. It must have been because you showed the righ

lence for a

d Westby at last, in a low voice. "You'r

was wondering what use there could ever be in my studying law-trying to practise, mixing with men-when I couldn't hold my own with a handful

shook hands. "

dow, gazing beyond the shadowy trees to the dim silver line of the

," Irvin

Westb

t Mr. Barclay's how the Freshman game came out; I wish,

you,

night,

d-ni

a smile. It was a smile not merely of satisfaction because he had won his way at last, though he w