"That will be splendid, Polly," answered Dave. Later on Dave received his set of pictures, and took them to Crumville, where he showed them to Jessie and the others with much pride.
"That contest was harder than the one on the gridiron," remarked Phil, when they were returning to Oak Hall in one of the big sleighs.
"Rockville meant to win," said Buster. "And it looked as if they would win, at first."
"They have a star player in Mallory," said Ben. "But one star doesn't make a team."
"Say, that puts me in mind of a story," began Shadow. "Once three fellows——" But then he broke off short, as a handful of soft snow thrown by Roger took him full in the mouth.
"Keep your stories for to-night, Shadow!" cried Dave. "Now for a song!" And then the crowd in the sleigh began singing at the top of their lungs.
It was assuredly a grand victory, and that evening the whole school celebrated, with bonfires, singing, and dancing. Dave was called on for a speech. Plum took part in the celebration, for he was not seriously injured.
"And now for the holidays and home!" said Dave, on the following Monday morning. "Just two weeks more of the grind, boys!"
"They'll soon slip by," said Phil.
"Dave, do you imagine that Merwell and Jasniff will return to Rockville?" continued the shipowner's son.