Hallam Heights has played five games and won them all.

The Hallam youngsters are out to capture the record that Gridley has held for some time that of capturing all the games of the season." "Bring 'em on!" begged Darrin.

"I wish we had 'em here to play just as soon as the rain lets up." "Don't make the mistake of thinking that, because the Hallam boys have rich fathers, they're dudes, who can't play on wet ground," laughed Mr.Morton.
"If Hallam sends forth such terrors," grinned Dick, rising from the bench on which he had been sitting, "then we must get in trim for 'em.

Come on, fellows; some of the light speedy exercises.
I'll work you up to all the speed you can take care of, this afternoon." For the next ten minutes Dick was as good as his word.

Then, after a brief breathing spell, Prescott ordered his men to the running track in the gallery.
"Three laps at full speed, with a two-minute jog between each speed burst, and a minute of breathing between each kind of running," called out Dick.
Then, after he had seen the fellows started, he turned to the coach.
"If I never learned anything else from you, Mr.Morton, I think I've wholly absorbed the idea that no man is in condition unless he can run well; and that nothing will make for condition like judicious running." "As to what you've learned from me, Captain Prescott," replied the coach, "I fully believe that you've learned all that I have to teach.