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

the Boy-w

ay after day, without leading the more

e or four times he t

ted" and hissed b

ools heard the news, and took

ndoors during the day, which d

he would have known that the hissing would soon die

His mother, a good woman, suffered

, looked upon the incident of expulsion as a mere phase in life. He

other victory, Milton taking only two points

was looming up ahead. It was

l and practice, though he was careful to follow Mr. Morton's

ome local copy. He was in a hurry to finish, for he was due to be in bed soon. Every member

pped in to speak with his chum, and was now waiting

f something I want t

jump out and attend

ou're through, and

turning out page after page. Then he rose, pl

ll find it all right,

t home, for I'm due i

. "However, your football season will soon be over. This time next year you'l

for the door. "But I do know that I like newspaper work mighty well. When a fellow

s the room, after Prescott had, gone out. "But he won't stay long on a small daily. A youngster with all

tling blithely, as a boy will do when h

the hang-dog spirit only too plainl

ht be insulted, and get into a fight with some one, Drayne had armed hi

the other boy's face; then

looking at," mutte

seized the cane by the ferule

ound one of Dick's ankles

might have been in for a split kneecap. But Dick was too much master of his body

eringly as Dick

nothing!" muttered Dick between his teeth. "I d

-head, if you don't try it," jeered

adroitness of the born tackler, he caught that cane, just as it

across his knee, then tossed

better than a sneaky act," muttered D

ayne leaped forward to strik

one fist striking up the arm with

eep away," advise

l thrash you!

, which he did with great promptness. Drayne danced a

ghting; neither did he propo

led Drayne, sud

mocked Pres

s could have been desired. With h

go about your business

orders from you?" s

ut did not attempt to retaliate. The truth was, he felt se

was up. It drove him to fever heat, now, to see how

and then I'll hammer you

somewhere," reto

ows the young football captain suddenly took a springy step forward, shot up Phin's guard, and landed a staggering blow on the

, and a heavy hand seized Dick by t

hin's father, a powerful m

upon his feet a

sounded a warning cry

Phin exultantly. He struck,

in, however, instead of obeying, aimed another blow, and would have landed, had not ano

," who had thus interfered. And now Dave Darrin w

tt! What sort of

!" ordered Mr. Drayne.

atter. He landed his fist just under Heathcote Drayne's le

l!" glared Mr. Dray

unconcernedly. "My own notions of fair play are against holding

applying a handkerchief to the bruised spot under his eye. "B

Prescott, who didn't care about fighting with such a thing, only defended himself. We sa

ence out of you in the police

Mr. Drayne, you didn't see the start of this thing, and I did. But you, at least, know that your son is a moral leper kicked out of the High Schoo

tune in court," asserted

ceman down the street. If you want to prefer a charge, Mr. Dr

from his pocket, movi

officer!" challen

ature of his son, and here were two witnesses against him. Besides, one was a trusted staff wr

returned Mr. Drayne stiffly, as he took

away each held a hand

s beginning to cool down. "But if Heathcote Drayne had had to do more fighting when