"
Dick and Darrin took this in laughing goodfellowship.
"If you call this your dub team to-day," continued Forsythe, a
bit more gloomily, "we shudder to think what would have happened
to us had you put in your regular line-up."
"There isn't any dub team in Gridley," spoke Dick quickly. "All
of our fellows are trained in the same way, by the same coach,
and we stake all our chances on any line-up that's picked for
the day. It was hard on you, gentlemen, that my knee put me out
for the day. Darrin is twice as crafty as I am."
"Oh, Darrin is crafty, all right," agreed Forsythe cheerfully.
"But, somehow, I like him for it."
On some of the side streets Gridley boys were allowed to light
bonfires that evening, and there was general rejoicing of a lively
nature. From the news that had come over concerning the Hallam
Heights team there had been a good deal of fear that Gridley
would, on this day, receive a set-back to its rule of always
winning.
CHAPTER X
Leading the Town to Athletics
"Mr. Morton, we want a little word with you."
"All right---anything to please you," laughed the submaster, looking
at Dick and Dave as they came up to him in the yard at recess.
"We've been thinking over a plan," Dick continued.
"It has something to do with athletics, then!" guessed the submaster.
"Yes, sir," nodded Dave.
"High School athletics, at that," continued Mr. Morton.
"There you're wrong, sir, for once," smiled Prescott.
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