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 the birdies sing! Things will turn out all right in a few days. You see if they don't."

"Hope so, I'm sure. I'm willing to do my level best, but I can't be captain and coach and everything else. We've got a poor lot of new men this Fall, too. And then there's Morris's leg to worry about. The doctor says he can play and Morris says his leg's all right, but if we go to work and build up the team around his kicking and then he has another injury to it or his father says he can't play we'll be in a nice fix! We've got to develop a couple of punters somehow, but I'm sure I don't know where to look for them. Wayland isn't so poor, but he doesn't seem to get the hang of it. Well, good night, Gordon. Sorry I've bothered you."

"That's all right," laughed the other. "It will do you good to get it off your chest. You'll find, though, that the fellows will all work harder, Lanny, if they've got it to do. And—and I'll tell you what I'll do."

"Spring it!"

"I'll bet you the sodas at Castle's that we have a coach within a week."

"Take you! I'd buy Castle's whole soda fountain if I could get a coach that way. Good night!"