All I could think of as to call out to you by name." "With the result that I looked your way--- and lost my row hat," snapped the principal.

He now turmoil to take the spoiled article off the paling.

He looked at it almost in anguish, for he had been very proud of that glossy article.
"It's a shame," muttered Drayne, with mock sympathy.
"That's what it is," agreed Dave Darrin innocently.

"But---Mr.
Morton---I think the matter can be fixed satisfactorily.

If you call this to the attention of the Athletics Committee won't they vote to appropriate the price of a new hat out of the High School athletics fund?
You know, the fund is almost overburdened with money this year." "That might not be a bad idea," broke in the principal eagerly.
"Will you call this to the attention of the Committee, Mr.Morton, For it was in coming here to watch the young men that I lost my fine, new hat." "Now, I'm heartily sorry," replied Mr.Morton, "but I am certain the members of the committee will feel that money contributed by the citizens of the town can hardly be expended in purchasing hats for anyone." "But-----" Mr.Cantwell began to expostulate.