"Neither have the South Grammar boys.

In the glories of uniform the North Grammar nine will be all in a class by itself." "It's too bad," muttered Len.
"No, it isn't," Prescott retorted.

"We fellows from Central are going to show that uniforms don't necessarily make players.

We don't mind---that is, not very much---the absence of uniforms." "We'll try to show that we have something uniform about our team play, and let it go at that," said Dave cheerily.

"Come along, Dick, or we'll be late at school." Away the pair raced.