"I suppose it was charity, too, when you gave our fellows the game, eh?
It was mighty kind of you, too." "Huh!" retorted Hi.

"This is only one game lost, and by a hair's breadth.

Wait until the end of the season, and see who carries the laurels." "Prescott, what do these letters mean on your jersey ?" asked Ted Teall, halting and squinting at the golden yellow emblems.
"C.G. ?" smiled Dick.

"That's for Central Grammar, of course.
But the letters have been put on so that they can be easily changed around to read G.C." "What'll that stand for ?" quizzed Teall, winking at some of the other fellows.
"Why, we'll change the letters around after we've played this series, and then the letters will stand for Grammar Champions." "Oh, I see," grinned Ted.

"My, but that will be kind of you, to give our fellows the jerseys." "You haven't won them yet," retorted Dick.