The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1902-11-21

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preme pinnacle, of joy--he was praised by
the coachI Still he was not happy
81 tell you il is perfect shame"
growled Barnes. Here you are the only
freshman who has ever made quarter on
our varsity, and now, just as We are TO
have the hardest game of the season on
our hands, and not another fellow who
can pass the ball without fumbling and
give signals without mixing them, you
want to go off home and eat turkey with
your father! Where do you think we
come in, anyway
dad couldn't eat Thanksgiving din
ner without me-" said Charlie.
''Then why don't he come up here and
eat it?' snarled the now angry Barnes
Il guess he can put up with the sort of
| fare that the rest of us will chew, can't
hep
There's an epidemic, "'explained Char
| lie. Every infant that could manage it
in our little town has the diphtheria or
whooping cough or something, and those
that are not sick are trying their best to
catch it, and my father is the only doctor
in the place. 1t is out of the question
failed to be together on Thanksgiving
| Day. You see, there are only we two
left" The door opened, and a tan.
sturdy fellow entered just in time to hear
the last words. 1t was the Captain of
the team. He took seat on the edge of
the narrow bed and eyed Charlie stern
ly. whats this hear" he said, ''about
your not playing in the game with Mill.
willie on Thanksgiving Day?"
Il have to go home to spend Thanks
giving, that's all" answered Charlie.
Barnes has told me how YOU feel
about it," continued the Captain, 'but,
see here, Town, We have beaten Mil.
vile four years straight, although always
by the skin of our teeth. Now, we haven't
chance this year without you, and YOU
know It. Black is good little sub. hut
he can't be depended upon to handle the
men in big game like this. Andrews
can't pass the ball without fumbling to
save his life, and you are the only quarter
we can possibly play and win. You won't
desert us just now, when we have not
been defeated this season, right here in
the face of the very hardest game of all,
will your
~ must go. Dick" cried Charlie In de-
spair. dad would never forgive me II
l did not"
But how about my sister, your 'oppr
She has counted upon your taking her TO
the game and then seeing you do all
sorts Of things to Millville, making forty
yard runs around the end and goals from
the field, you know. Have you thought
about thatY
Il haven't thought of anything else for
a week." groaned Charlie. "but can't
help it. l shall have to tell her at sup
per tonight"
"Well, in that case we can't rank you
as one of the varsity" said the Can
tain, rising. "You will have to 20 ON
the playing lists as substitute, that's all"
and he went out, closing the door not too
gently behind him.
The Valley Preparatory School was a
co-educational institute. and the schol-
ars of both sexes only met at classes and
at the long tables IN the dining room. The
boys and girls were seated on Opposite
sides of these tables. and the owner Of
that particular pair Of bright eyes smil-
Ing at one from across the table was
known as my OPP" more or less alfec-
tionate abbreviation for Opposite" Char
hey sat at the training table. where. of
course. no girls were allowed. but before
he had been elevated to this mueh-eovete.i
position. he had for his opp Mile Barr.
the Captains sister. and the prettiest eirl
in the school, Charles place. opposite
hers, was still vacant. and he slid into il
at supper that night aud remained there
in conversation with her until the neal
was served. when he went to bis place
AT the training table with the rest. She
had not grown angry and sceGed st bis
resolution ike his ehum. OF tried to ar