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Rh or else report disabled. Then the coach and captain smiled grimly, and were not so worried about the result of the Fairview and Boxer Hall games.

It was practice, practice, practice, early and late, until some of the members of the Varsity felt like falling on the exacting Mr. Lighton and tearing him limb from limb. But they knew it was for their good, and that they needed it.

Our three friends were in their room one evening, talking of various matters, and incidentally speculating on the loss of their clock and chair. They had not had much time, of late, on account of football, to seek for clews, and they had about given up hope of recovering their possessions.

"Well, it will soon be time to go up against Fairview," remarked Tom, as he looked critically at a big leather patch he had sewed on the shoulder of his canvas jacket. "I do hope we win."

"Same here, old man," added Phil, who was inspecting a new leather helmet he had just purchased. "I think"

He was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Come in!" cried Sid, who was trying to study, but making little headway at it. Frank Simpson entered.

"Well, you fellows are nice and cozy here," he remarked. "Am I intruding?"

"Not a bit! Come on in, and make yourself at home!" called Tom, heartily, shoving a pile of