We ought to have a good athletic field for our men." His father gasped at him.
"An athletic field for those ungrateful rascals ?" "Father, they are not rascals," said his son.

"They are just the same to-day as they ever were.

A decent lot of chaps who don't think the same as we do on a number of points.

But they are coming back again some time and we may as well be ready for them.

Look at this." And before Grant Maitland could recover his speech he found himself looking at a beautifully-drawn plan of athletic grounds set out with walks, shade trees and shrubbery, and with a plain but commodious club-house appearing in the background.
"And where do you get this land, and what does it cost you ?" "The land," replied Jack, "is your land about the old mill.