Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1904-06-30
SHORT STORY FOR !.
EVENING HOURS
THEY SENT the RIGHT MAN

hut the proup n, undergraduates in the
center of the big room paid little heed
to the somewhat dazzling rays.
81 tell YOU. boys." John Carmack was
saving. "If Rodney Hale doesn't play in
this game against the Blues we might
as well throw up our hands. You
know the fix we're in. Bronson laiu
IN. Metcalf called home. Dickerman
gone stale. Rod Is our only hone.
That's right. Rod"
He frowned at big lad with light
blue eyes who was worrying his broad
shoulders into a sweater, and the big
lad blusbed like n girl at this pointed
allusion.
81 can't helm IL. fellows" he said.
you know how glad am to play. and
how I always try TO do my best. But
dad saws | can't play. and that settles
H."
But he let YOU play before" broke
in Jimmie Weldon.
Eyes: he didn't know I was playing.
He's heard about II some way. and
thinks it's n sinful pastime. Dads old.
fashioned, but still he's dad"
There was a little silence.
Couldn't take the chances of his not
knowing. could YOU. Rod?" II was the
voice of little Chigsey.
The big fellow whjrled about.
Certainly not" he cried and his blue
eyes blazed.
Certainly not" John Carmack has.
tily echoed, and he threw n black
glance at little Chigsey. Rods right.
He isn't going to play without his dads
consent--even II we lose the game ana
the seasons championship"
Its this way, fellows" said Rodney.
and he drew a long breath. Dad has
been awful good to me, and I'd be a
cur il | didn't appreciate 1t. You don't
know what Il has cost him to keen me
here. We are very poor at home.
There's the farm. and a big farm II is.
but Il scarcely Yields a living. And DAD
works Ike a slave to keep things 20.
ing. I've never crossed him yet. 1
think IL would break his heart II did
But don't intend to. II he says don't
play why don't play-and that's the
end of IT,"
And the games tomorrow" groan.
ed n voice.
shut up. Munson." cried John Car.
mack. He looked around. There is
lust one thing left for us to do" he
said.
whats that?' cried a dozen voices
cts a forlorn hone" said Carmack.
what is III"
1--WE must send Drnnie down there
to reason with Rods father"
.Dunnie. Dunnie.r cried the voices.
There was n little confusion on the
outskirts of the group and a slender
lad was pushed 10 the center
"Oh. come. fellows" he protested
this won't do"
"Dunnie." said John Carmack SOL
emily. "its for the glory of the old
school. and II any man can do II you're
the man. I'd trust Won To wheedle the
MONKEYS down from n palm tree or TO
worm the secret ont of the spbipx
You've got To get at this preiudiced old
gentleman and Win him over, Don't
saw a word This ia NV ,nsnirat,on ana
Won mustn't spoil ~"
The slender lad looked nj bip Rod
ney.
"Any chance. RodY" he asked.
The big fellow shook his head.
II don't think there's any chance"
he replied. "but I'd like TO have Won
try lust the same"
am 60" said tho slender lad.
Good old Dunnie," roared John Car.
mack, and the cry was echoed Inv all
You'll carry the dearest homes OF
the college with YOU" cried a voice.
"He knows what he's carving" said
John Carmack. Better go down there
tonight, Dunnie. and take fresh start
at the old gentleman in the morning.
Rod, here, will give Won all the direc.-
tons. Do your best. old man. and tele.
graph US the instant there's ANYTHING