go together, or not at all." Gridley H.S.won both games by the skin of their teeth.
"We can't succeed much longer without our mascots," Thompson declared impressively before all the members of Dick & Co.

The six freshmen, walking along the street together had been rounded up and haled into the store where the football squad held its "club" meetings.
"Humph! I'd be a poor mascot for any body," muttered Dick.

"I haven't been able to bring even myself good luck." "You just come to a game once, all six of you," begged Ben Badger.
"Then you'll see how we can pile up the score over the enemy! Don't let it get out of your heads that you're our real, sure-thing mascots.

Why, if it hadn't been for you six youngsters we probably wouldn't be playing football any more this season." Other members of the squad tried to ply their persuasive powers, but all in vain.

Dick Prescott, though not breaking down or wilting under the suspicion that lay against him, felt convinced that it would be out of place for him to attend High School affairs while on the suspended list.
"Humph!" grunted Thomp.