St Nicholas [serial] . most harmless-looking young gentlemenoutside of a wax-works. What can have punc-tured the tire of the round world for them ?Listen. To think that those all-fired Greenvillecadets should simply beat the life out of us likethat! Say, were we trying to play football — ormarbles ? We could nt beat the Greenville school forgirls, to say nothing of their military academy ! So they played tennis with the blues, till oneboy spoke up and changed the game. Theycalled him Tug. And Tug said: You fellows talk like a lot of because you got licked once, do you thinkthe
St Nicholas [serial] . most harmless-looking young gentlemenoutside of a wax-works. What can have punc-tured the tire of the round world for them ?Listen. To think that those all-fired Greenvillecadets should simply beat the life out of us likethat! Say, were we trying to play football — ormarbles ? We could nt beat the Greenville school forgirls, to say nothing of their military academy ! So they played tennis with the blues, till oneboy spoke up and changed the game. Theycalled him Tug. And Tug said: You fellows talk like a lot of because you got licked once, do you thinkthe world s coming to an end ? Brace up! It s all very well for you to talk, Tug, butyou did nt play against those blamed Green-villains. You were in luck to get a sprainedankle just before the game, I can tell gave me worse than that before I gotthrough! yowled one who looked like a leo-pard, when he went swimming; he had somany black and blue spots on him. But Tugpersisted: You fellows deserved to get quiz. the twins. THE LAKERIM ATHLETIC CLUB. + 33 Why ? they all yelled, sitting up in angerand surprise. Because you did nt practise. You ve gotas good stuff in you as those cadets. But theyspent their spare time working together, andevery man watched his diet and made footballhis business. There was no fairy-story workabout that game; they went in to win andthey did it. Oh, it s all very easy for you to sit up andtalk! said a lanky boy called Punk, who hadbeen captain of the defeated team, but you dtalk out of the other side of your mouth if youhad had the running of the team. Is that so ? answered Tug. Well, I 11just bet I could fix up an eleven here thatwould lick the boots off em! Well, why dont you ? said the old cap-tain derisively. I m not the captain — Well, you can have my job right now. I 11 take it! — that is,— no, of course, Idont want to shove myself in. Go on! You re all right! Take a shy atit, they all voted; and one cried: Hoorayfor the new
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