We are proud of our High School, and as proud of its reputation in athletics.

We believe that Gridley prominence in athletics should be fostered in every way, and we know that real athletics cost money---a lot of it! We, The Undersigned, therefore subscribe to the Athletic Committee of Gridley H.S.the amounts of public spirit set down opposite our names in dollars.'"_ After Dick Prescott had ceased reading it took nearly a full minute for the cleverness of this direct appeal to local pride to strike home in the minds of the football squad.

Then loud applause broke loose.
"Freshie!" roared Sam Edgeworth, over the din, "that's genius, compressed into a hundred words!" "It's O.K.!" declared Thompson, with heavy emphasis.
"Bully!" roared Ben Badger.
Then one pessimist was heard from: "It's good, but it takes something mighty good to force people to part with their own cash." "Don't you think that, with every H.S.boy and girl going around with the paper, it will force subscriptions ?" Dick inquired.
"Oh, well," granted the pessimist, "I believe it will cost enough money out of the public to pay all the cost of printing the subscription papers anyway." "If we didn't need that kicker on the team, we'd throw him out of here," laughed Sam Edgeworth, good-naturedly.
Then the matter was put to informal vote, and it was decided to ask the permission of the Athletic Committee to put through the scheme presented by Dick & Co.
"And now it's time to be off for the field," proclaimed Sam Edgeworth, with emphasis.

Coach Morton will be waiting for us, and he isn't the man who enjoys being kept waiting." "Come along with us, Dick & Co.," called Thompson.

"You'll have a chance to see whether you approve of our way of handling the game." So Dick and his partners went along.