And he was sorely needed. Buttons had been injured in the second scrimmage, and Bart was forced to use Bronson, while the crowd yelled for Fred.
No one could explain his absence, and the rumor started that he had been kidnapped by Landon.
But Bronson was playing splendidly, and Baxter, though not able to score, was holding Landon.
"If we can only find Fred before the second half, we'll win!" exclaimed Sandow. And he and Hal corralled a score of boys and went in search of the missing half-back.
Up and down the field the ball went, getting ever nearer the Baxter goal line.
But to the relief of the home team supporters, time was called with the ball on the twenty-yard line.
The players knew, however, that they could scarcely hope to hold Landon during the second half, and it was a heart-heavy eleven that returned to the field.
Scarcely had the play begun than Sandow and Hal ran in front of the Baxter stands.
"We've found him! Fred's dressing!" they yelled.
Mighty was the roar that greeted these announcements, and as the yellow-haired boy dashed onto the field, the people in the Baxter stands cheered joyously.