The Lucky Seventh
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Barbour Ralph Henry. The Lucky Seventh
CHAPTER I. GORDON GETS A LETTER
CHAPTER II. DICK CONSENTS
CHAPTER III. A RICH MAN’S SON
CHAPTER IV. THE TEAM ELECTS ITS CAPTAIN
CHAPTER V. DICK VISITS THE POINT
CHAPTER VI. CLEARFIELD PLAYS THE POINT
CHAPTER VII. THE BLUE RUNABOUT
CHAPTER VIII. ACROSS THE GULLY
CHAPTER IX. MR. MERRICK BREAKS A PLATE
CHAPTER X. GORDON BEARS A MESSAGE
CHAPTER XI. FUDGE SCENTS A SECRET
CHAPTER XII. A REVERSED DECISION
CHAPTER XIII. JACK IS SUSPENDED
CHAPTER XIV. A VISIT TO THE INVALID
CHAPTER XV. ON THE ROCKS
CHAPTER XVI. DICK SCORES A DEFEAT
CHAPTER XVII. HAROLD MAKES A PROMISE
CHAPTER XVIII. THE LIVE WIRES
CHAPTER XIX. MR. POTTER GETS BUSY
CHAPTER XX. MR. BRENT TO THE RESCUE
CHAPTER XXI. MR. BRENT TELEPHONES
CHAPTER XXII. GORDON BRINGS GOOD NEWS
CHAPTER XXIII. MR. BRENT THROWS A BALL
CHAPTER XXIV. DICK SMILES
CHAPTER XXV “THE LUCKY SEVENTH”
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“The only th-thing is,” said Fudge, “it’s going to co-cost a heap, isn’t it?”
Fudge, whose real name was William Shaw, was fifteen years of age, had sandy-red hair and blue eyes and was short of stature and round of body. His habitual expression was one of pleased surprise, due probably to the fact that his blue eyes were very blue and very big. When Fudge was the least bit excited he stammered, but the habit was too slight to be an affliction, and his friends sometimes got Fudge upset in order to enjoy his facial contortions when the word wouldn’t come promptly. It was Lansing White who, several years before in grammar school, had dubbed him Fudge. Lanny declared that “pshaw” and “fudge” meant the same thing and that “fudge” was more novel. At the present moment Fudge was seated in the apple tree which grew by the fence where the Shaws’ side-yard and the Merricks’ back-yard came together. It was a favorite retreat with Fudge, and he had built a shelf handy to the comfortable crotch he affected on which to place books and papers when, as was customary, he was studying his lessons there. To-day, however, as school was over for the summer, there were no books about and the shelf bore, instead, a tennis racket which Fudge had been mending when Gordon found him.
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Harry treated the insult with silent contempt. “I’ll ask him to-night, though,” he continued, “and let you know.”
“Telephone me, will you? We’ll have practice late in the afternoon, Harry. You wouldn’t have to get away until after four.”
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