"Dick & Co.!" shouted the football squad in chorus.
A good-natured riot followed.
"Dick & Co. will soon get the notion that they're the whole High
School," growled Fred Ripley to Purcell.
"They are a big feature of the school," laughed Purcell. "You're about the only one, Fred, who hasn't discovered it. Rub your eyes, man, and take another look."
"Bah!" muttered Ripley, turning away. Just then the gong clanged the end of recess.
"Now, that 'the oath of the dub' has been given out," suggested Dick Prescott to his chums, after school, "we ought to find Len Spencer and give it to him. He'll print it in tomorrow's 'Blade' and that will send local pride soaring. That'll help a whole lot to success with the subscription papers."
After the papers had been in circulation a week the Athletics Committee held an evening session, in the room of the Superintendent of Schools, in the H.S. building.
By eight o'clock nearly a hundred and fifty of the boys and girls had assembled. More came in later.
The subscription papers, and the amounts for which they called, were turned in to Coach Morton. It was soon noticed that many of the subscriptions had been paid by check.
Laura Bentley was the first to turn in a paper.