CHAPTER I.
THE BOY IN THE STRAW HAT.
"How's craps, Country ?" "Shut up, Bart! he may hear you." "What if he does, ninny?
I want him to.

Say, Spinach!" "Do you suppose he's going to try and play football, Bart ?" "Not he.

He's looking for a rake.

Thinks this is a hayfield, Wall." The speakers were lying on the turf back of the north goal on the campus at Hillton Academy.

The elder and larger of the two was a rather coarse-looking youth of seventeen.