"He won't this time," answered Dick, as Highland arranged her men to protect the kicker. Louise looked a question. "Highland has two downs yet," he continued, "and that angle is almost impossible for anyone but a Brickley. They've made our fellows spread out and open their line and they'll either snap the ball to that fellow who pretends he is going to place-kick and he will try a forward or the ball will go to one of those backs for a run straight through the middle. At least, that's the way I size it up. We'll see now."
As Dick ended the ball shot back from center into the hands of the second back from the line and that youth put down his head and sprang straight ahead and went through for all of five yards before the secondary defense stopped him. Once more Highland Hall cheered loudly, and, almost before they had ceased, the Blue-and-Blue had added another three yards by an attack on right tackle and had gained her first down and shifted the ball a good twelve feet nearer the center of the field. The play was just inside the home team's ten-yard line now and Clearfield supporters were hoarsely commanding the defenders of the east goal to "Hold 'em!" The time-keeper trotted on to an-
