Great Teams and the people who love them

“I’m glad he came,” acknowledged Clint. “I didn’t want to see Dreer get
any more, Amy.”

“Is he? Which is Robbins?” Mr. Boutelle pointed him out. Detweiler shook
his head.

“I’m not knocking, Tracey. I’m giving all the fellows credit for what
they did yesterday, but I don’t want them to get the idea in their heads
that all we’ve got to do is mark time from now until the big game. We’ve
got to be at least twice as good then as we were yesterday. Besides, I
don’t call it the middle of the season when we’ve got only three games
to play before Claflin. The Benton game was the mid-season game. We’re
on the last lap now. And,” he added grimly, “we’ve got some work
ahead of us!”

best they might and those within reach shook hands
The merriment ceased and the occupants of the room got to their feet as
best they might and those within reach shook hands.

“With the principal.” A minute or two passed in silence. Then: “Hello,”
said the Chief. “Is this Brimfield Academy? Well, who am I talking to,
please? Mr. Ferner? Fernald?” He looked questioningly at Clint and Clint
nodded his head. “Well, this is the Chief of Police at Wharton. Have you
got two boys at your school named Clinton Thayer and Amory Byrd, Mr.
Fernald? Have, eh? Are they there now?… I see. Well, I guess I’ve got
them here…. No, no, nothing like that. There’s been a robbery here and
the boys seem to think they have a clue to it. I wanted to find out if
they were all right. Yes, they’re right here. Certainly, sir.”

demurred, objected and, finally, yielded
Clint obeyed, and for the next ten minutes Amy explained and Clint
demurred, objected and, finally, yielded. In such manner was the plot to
avenge Penny Durkin’s wrongs hatched.

“As a matter of fact, it would,” replied Mr. Conklin earnestly. “I wish
I could convince Fernald of it!”

“Nonsense! Grin and bear it. Think what it would mean if you were lost
to the team!”

proudest moment of my young and blameless life
“Fellow-citizens,” responded Amy, “I can only say that this is the
proudest moment of my young and blameless life. Thank you, one and all.
Where’s the flannel stocking that goes with this, Harry?”