somewhere and that he was after more money."
"Oh, I don't think that of Joe," answered Dick, shaking his head. "Joe was always terribly loyal to Clearfield, George. Besides, he could easily have told the Committee if he thought he wasn't getting enough salary."
"Yes, and the Committee would have told him that he was getting all the school could afford to pay him. Well, I don't know anything about it, more than I've been told, but that idea occurred to me. Lanny's worried stiff about it. He's had three different men on the string and not one of them has been landed. Two wouldn't think of the job at the salary and the third had never done any football coaching. That was Bert Cable's man, a fellow over in Bridgeport named Mooney. I guess we'd been moony if we'd taken him. It's tough on Lanny, though. He's trying to look after three squads at once and doesn't really know what to do with any of them. And now Grayson is making a talk about getting along without any coach at all! And some of the grads on the Committee are more than half agreed with him. They say we haven't much money and what we have we ought to use in fixing the field up and building a new grandstand. Wouldn't that jar you? Fancy
