The High School Captain of the Team; or, Dick & Co. Leading the Athletic Vanguard

or Gets H

a moment, ere he trus

I fear we all suspect

d Dave, in a voice

im," resumed the coach. "I

chool--I should say

ave proof that can't be disputed," added Mr. Morton gravely, though

Mr. Jarvis tells you all he kn

Coach Morton asked several rapid questions. But there

Jarvis. "I'd give anything to be able to hand that envel

ply as we appreciate your manliness in coming to us wit

office boy entered

on the editor's desk. Then the office boy hurried

e mail. The football folks in the further co

called Mr. Pollock, to

r to get his mail. In an instant

st you all," whispered Dick, shak

e sheet of paper,

r in your camp you ought to know it. Milton High School doesn't take any games except by th

with almost a sob in his voice. "Fortunately, Mr. Decker thought to preserve the envelope t

ied it with the practiced eye of a school teacher accustomed

mured the coach, rather brokenly. "Yet I think we may

y. "I believe I know on whom to f

case of this kind we must proceed with such absolute caution and reserve tha

leave it to you whom it most concerns. But I am happy in the thought that I have been able to be of some service to you. I will now state th

turday's game just the same. There has been a big sale of tickets, the band has

ng doubtfully at thee young captain of t

ot to do it, sir," D

we'll make

walk, where they renewed their assurances of regard for the attitude taken

ea of eating any lunch, after this unmasking of villainy in our own crowd. But at half past two pr

ble---" began Darrin, after

ul thing we've ever met, and we both want to think carefully befor

in silence, soon parting to

l. The submaster led the way to the office, producing his ke

d Mr. Morton, in a low voice.

binet. Unlocking one of the sections, he looked bus

hom you both susp

spoke Dick, wit

ination paper in modern literature. It

t over to compare Drayne's handwriting with that

s over the two specimens of writing. "Yet I am rather sure, in my own mind, that a han

ne, then," muttere

is examination paper with our other 'exhibits' and secure them all carefully in my inside pocke

k after all. From the

t half of the plays,

r the new sheets, rap

t should ma

papers in his inside pocket and buttoning his coat. "Now, we

the fellows between now and Saturday afternoon!" gro

torted Captain Di

ld calls, so that they won't mix the s

ll d

up the refrain this time. A

. Nothing is imposs

h and his two younger companions turned around the corne

ows were in the

lay across the knee of the other leg. He was in the act of un

Phin, lookin

quietly. "I want to pos

sir," returned Phin, leaping up

ed Phin, beginnin

t hear," replied Mr. Morton, taki

. He went along, sayi

ted by the

never let us see your fac

why?

coach. "You'd better travel fast! I'm

d brave out this assertion of authority. Then, seized by another impulse, he

ws of Dick Prescott. Perceiving something ou

poke Prescott, suppressing a pretended y

attention, he told, in as few and as crisp sentences

like wild fire. There's mustn't be a single slip not a solitary break in our

ith the utmost secrecy until we are prepared, with proofs, to go further! If it should turn out that we're wrong in our sus

signals!" shouted Prescott, t