Unless--unless you'd rather have the shoe-blacking stand, Tom ?" "I would.

If we had that, perhaps you'd keep your shoes decent!" Steve tipped Tom's cap over his eyes.

"Rude ruffian!" he growled affectionately.
There was no practice at Brimfield Friday, for as soon as the last recitation of the day was over the 'varsity team and substitutes piled into two of Hoskins' barges in front of Main Hall to be driven over to Oakdale, some five miles distant.

The school assembled to see them off, and there was much hilarity and noise.

Joe Lawrence, note-book in hand, flustered and anxious, mounted the steps and called the names of the squad members.
"Benson!" "Here," responded Benson from where, at the far end of one of the barges, he sat, crutches in hand, looking a bit disconsolate.
"Churchill, Corcoran, Edwards, Fowler, Gleason, Guild, Hall, Harris, Innes--Innes ?" "Coming fast!" shouted a voice from the edge of the throng, and the big centre, suit-case in hand, pushed his way toward the barges.
"Right through!" laughed the fellows.