Right Guard Grant

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Barbour Ralph Henry. Right Guard Grant

CHAPTER I. CAPTAIN AND COACH

CHAPTER II. TWO IN A TAXI

CHAPTER III. ENTER MR. ELDRED CHICHESTER STAPLES

CHAPTER IV. LEONARD GETS PROMOTION

CHAPTER V. THE BOY ON THE PORCH

CHAPTER VI. THE SEASON BEGINS

CHAPTER VII. JUST ONE OF THE SUBS

CHAPTER VIII. A STRANGE RESEMBLANCE

CHAPTER IX. LEONARD MAKES A TACKLE

CHAPTER X. THE SECOND TEAM COMES OVER

CHAPTER XI. ALTON SEEKS REVENGE

CHAPTER XII. VICTORY HARD WON

CHAPTER XIII. AN EVENING CALL

CHAPTER XIV. MR. CADE MAKES AN ENTRY

CHAPTER XV. A TIP FROM MCGRATH

CHAPTER XVI. FIRST TRICK TO THE ENEMY

CHAPTER XVII. SLIM RETREATS

CHAPTER XVIII. LEONARD COMES TO THE PARTY

CHAPTER XIX. NOT ELIGIBLE

CHAPTER XX. RIGHT GUARD GRANT

CHAPTER XXI. RENNEKER EXPLAINS

CHAPTER XXII. BEFORE THE BATTLE

CHAPTER XXIII “FIFTY-FIFTY!”

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Something over eighteen hours later the morning train from New York pulled up at Alton station and disgorged a tumultuous throng of youths of all sizes and of all ages between twelve and twenty. They piled down from the day coaches and descended more dignifiedly from the two parlor cars to form a jostling, noisy mob along the narrow platform. Suit-cases, kit-bags, valises, tennis rackets, golf clubs were everywhere underfoot. Ahead, from the baggage car, trunks crashed or thudded to the trucks while an impatient conductor glanced frowningly at his watch. Behind the station the brazen clanging of the gongs on the two special trolley cars punctuated the babel, while the drivers of taxicabs and horse-drawn vehicles beckoned invitingly for trade and added their voices to the general pandemonium. Then, even as the train drew on again, the tumult lessened and the throng melted. Some few of the arrivals set forth afoot along Meadow street, having entrusted their hand luggage to friends traveling by vehicle. A great many more stormed the yellow trolley cars, greeting the grinning crews familiarly as Bill or Mike, crowding through the narrow doors and battling good-naturedly for seats. The rest, less than a score of them, patronized the cabs and carriages.

Leonard Grant was of the latter. As this was his first sight of Alton he decided that it would be wise to place the responsibility of delivering himself and a bulging suit-case to Alton Academy on the shoulders of one who knew where the Academy was, even if it was to cost a whole half-dollar! The taxi was small but capable of accommodating four passengers at least, and when Leonard had settled himself therein it became evident that the driver of the vehicle had no intention of leaving until the accommodations were more nearly exhausted. He still gesticulated and shouted, while Leonard, his suit-case up-ended between his knees, looked curiously about and tried to reconcile the sun-smitten view of cheap shops and glaring yellow brick pavement with what he had learned of Alton from the Academy catalogue. Judging solely from what he now saw, he would have concluded that the principal industries of the town were pressing clothes and supplying cheap meals. He was growing sensible of disappointment when a big kit-bag was thrust against his knees and a second passenger followed it into the cab.

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“Touche!” murmured Slim. “Honest, though, I wasn’t so rotten, was I, sir?”

“You might have been much worse, Staples. Don’t ask me to say more.”

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