CHAPTER XI.
A MOTHER'S SACRIFICE Friday afternoon had come, and the game at the park was over.
Although the scratch team organized by Mr.Leonard to oppose the Regulars put up a strong fight, they were virtually "snowed under" by the splendid playing of Hugh and his six comrades.
The experienced coach seemed very well satisfied.

He openly complimented the lads after the contest had been carried to its finish.
"You are doing splendid work, fellows," he told them, with a look of pride on his face; "and the way you played this afternoon was worthy of any Montreal Seven that ever toured the East to show how they do things up there in Canada at their favorite winter sport.

And the boys who fought tooth and nail to hold you back, I congratulate them also; for they did excellent work.

It was no disgrace to be beaten in that game; few hockey teams could have held their own against such fine play.

Keep it up to-morrow, and there need be no doubt as to who the winners will be." It can be easily understood that Hugh and Thad were feeling in a particularly good humor then, as they started to walk to town after the game, having an errand there before going home.
"I haven't had a fair chance to say a word with you to-day, Hugh," the latter broke out with, once they were alone; "and I'm awfully anxious to hear how that poor young woman at your house is coming along.