ready half filled and they quickly crowded into the remaining seats. The Rockville boys gave them a cheer, and they cheered the rival academy in return. Flags were waving on all sides, and many of the boys were tooting loudly on the horns they had brought along.
Each football team had a uniform, and the rivals made a neat appearance when they ran out on the field, to indulge in a little practice.
"Now, fellows, do your best!" cried Dave, who was waving a small flag.
Soon the practicing came to a finish and the game proper began. It was Rockville's kick-off, and they sent the ball thirty-five yards into Oak Hall's territory in almost the time it takes to tell it.
"Hurrah! look at that!" came from the Military Academy boys. "This is our game, sure! Keep up the good work!"
"Keep cool, fellows," came quietly from Roger. "Watch 'em."
But little was said, for after the first scrimmage the ball was carried back and forth with great rapidity, so fast, in fact, that Dave could scarcely follow the various plays made. He saw Phil with the ball, then Roger, and later on saw Sam Day make a run of twenty-five yards, at which the Oak Hall crowd cheered loudly. The leather went down into the territory of Rockville six times, only to be sent back, and then it was carried almost to
