ILLUSTRATIONS

VICTORY . . . . . _Frontispiece_

NOW AND THEN THEY SPOKE, BUT SO SOFTLY
THAT THE BOYS COULD NOT HEAR WHAT
WAS SAID . . . . . . . 90

"FUNNY YOU DIDN'T MAKE A SUCCESS OF
IT!" CHUCKLED CLINT . . . . . 170

"NO, HE WON'T!" EXCLAIMED CLINT, JUMPING
TO HIS FEET . . . . . . 292




LEFT TACKLE THAYER




CHAPTER I

A NEW BOY AND AN OLD ONE

A boy in a blue serge suit sat on the second tier of seats of an
otherwise empty grand-stand and, with his straw hat pulled well over his
eyes, watched the progress of a horse-drawn mower about a field. The
horse was a big, well-fed chestnut, and as he walked slowly along he