I ought not to have to tell you these things at this late day. You know them well enough, but you don't do them. Or you haven't done them. You've got to for the rest of the game, though, if you want to win. Some one's going to score this half. It might as well be us. But if it is to be us we've got to play better football. We've got to watch the ball, play like lightning and fight like bear-cats! Springdale is going to tire before long, but she's got a lot of fight in her yet, and you've got to work hard to keep her from winning. I want you fellows to go back there now and start in and everlastingly play football! Wake up and show something! You've got it, fellows, so show it! When you get the ball at the kick-off, hang on to it and take it right down the field and put it over! You can do it if you'll only think so. That's all. Play hard, Clearfield, and fast—fast—FAST! Now then: Merrick, Partridge, Cable, Haley, A. Beaton, Scott, Felker, Cottrell, White, Tupper and N. Beaton. All right!"
"On the run, fellows!" cried Lanny.
The door slammed open and out they trailed, the team to throw off their blankets and race into the field and the substitutes to huddle again along the bench and watch and wait. Cheers met them and
