Monthly Archives: May 2007

“He’s had enough, Amy,” pleaded Clint.

“That’s so,” agreed Amy. “Somehow, there was something sort of sneaky about them, though, wasn’t there? Bet you anything they were robbers or–or something.”

The two boys settled down at opposite sides of the table to study. After a few minutes, Clint whose thoughts still dwelt on Penny’s tragedy, asked: “What made you think it was Dreer, Amy?”

thrilling whisper–”his name is–Are you prepared?”

“Dreer!” protested Amy. “I’ve explained, even insisted that the incident of the violin has nothing to do with this–er–salutary punishment I am inflicting. I wish you wouldn’t confuse things so!”

“Chief, here’s a couple of youngsters I met on Main Street just now. I guess they’re all right, but I thought maybe you’d like to look ‘em over.”

deny it “You was! It pleased you to see Robbins miss the tackle, and you needn’t deny it. I’m surprised at you, Clint! Surprised and pained. You should feel sorry for the poor dub, don’t you know that?”

team is nothing on earth but the ‘goat’ for the ‘varsity?”

“All right. I wish I knew what those fellows were up to, though. Maybe if we waited until daylight–”

As I nibble at my toast of a morning I prop the New York _Herald_ against the water giraffe and read, spilling my coffee down my neck: ‘The life of the party was Right Tackle Thayer “And then, Clint, think … Continue reading →