That's the spirit of the town, and the High School is worthy of all the traditions of the town." "Talk's cheap, and brag's a good dog!" sneered Ripley.
Three sophomores who overheard the remark promptly "bagged" Fred and threw him over the school yard fence.
"Come back with any more of that," warned one of the hazers, "and we'll scour your intellect at the town pump." Being a freshman, Prescott didn't say too much.

Neither did his chums.

Yet what they did say was bright and hopeful.

Their spirit began to soak through the student body.
"You see, gentlemen," Coach Morton warned the football squad one morning at recess, "you've _got_ to win.

The school believes you can do it, and the town is beginning to believe it.