Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER in FOOTBALL WITHOUT KULES SCHOOL was out for the day. Three quarters of the boys belonging to the four upper grades made a bee line for a field about a block away. The magnet was a football that Dave Darrin proudly carried tucked under his left arm. "I wanter play!" "Let me try just one good kick with it, Dave!'' "Take a stroll," advised Darrin laconically. "How can I blow up the ball and talk to you fellows, too!" "Hurry up, then. We want to give the ball a fierce old kick." "No kids in this," announced Dave, rather loftily. "Only fellows in the eighth and seventh grades. Fellows in the grades below the seventh are only kids and would get hurt. "Oh, say!" "That isn't fair!" The protests were many and vigorous from sixth and fifth-grade boys, but Darrin, ignoring them all, went placidly on inflating the pigskin. At last the task was completed. "Hurrah! Now, Dave, give it a boost andlet us all have some fun!" cried the boys. But Darrin coolly tucked the ball under one arm. "Dick Prescott has a few remarks to make first," Dave announced. "Dick going to make a speech?" "Cut it, and start the ball moving!" "Won't you fellows interrupt your music lessons long enough to listen to an idea that some of us have been talking over?" called Dick. "Now, fellows, you know this is the time when the crack Gridley High School football team is hard at work. We're all proud of the Gridley High School eleven. A lot of you fellows expect to go to High School, and I know you'd all like a chance to play on Gridley High's eleven.'' "Set the ball moving!" "Wait a minute," Dick insisted. "Now, fellows, no Grammar School in Gridley has ever had an eleven." "How could we," came a discontented wail, "if we have to stand here and see Dave just do no... --This text refers to an alternate Paperback edition.