I hope, Mr.Prescott, that we shall be able to have some fine high school races.

It will increase the gayety of the season here." "Thank you," said Dick.

"But I am afraid, sir, that we have been worse than neglectful---stupid.
"How so ?" asked Mr.Wright, his manner quickly putting both rather shabby-looking boys wholly at their ease.
"Why, sir," Prescott explained, "we had never thought, until this morning, to secure authorization from the Athletic Council of our school to represent Gridley High School.

I am now engaged in writing a letter asking for that authorization." "Let me take a hand in this," begged Mr.Wright.

"Is your letter at all of a private nature ?" "Not in the least, sir." "May I see it ?" "Certainly, Mr.Wright." The hotel manager followed Dick to the writing desk, where he glanced over the letter.
"I have only one suggestion to make," said the manager.