You know, next time, Mamma, when they came down--I mean our men--they pretended to be playing the same game, but they weren't.

For Captain Jack and Snoopy went back to their old specialty, and before the Cornwalls knew where they were at, they ran in three goals--one-two-three, just like that! Oh! you ought to have seen that rink, Mamma, and you ought to have heard the yelling! I wish you had been there! And then, just at that last goal didn't that horrid Jumbo make a terrible and cruel swing at Snoopy's ankle, just as he passed.

Knocked him clean off his feet so that poor Snoopy lay on the ice quite still! He was really nearly killed.

They had to carry him off!" "Well, I wouldn't say that exactly," said Hugh.

"The fact of the matter is, Snoopy is a clever little beggar and I happened to catch his wink as Maitland was bending over him.