hes Robey and
Boutelle, and Trainer Danny Moore, and Manager Morton and Childers,
captain of the baseball team. And Steve Payne was at the piano. Also,
sitting beside Mr. Robey, was Doctor Proctor.

Childers, who was cheer leader that Fall, presided, and, after the
assemblage had clapped and shouted "A-a-ay!" as each newcomer appeared
on the platform, opened proceedings with the School Song. Then Mr.
Fernald spoke briefly, Captain Edwards followed, each being cheered
loudly and long, and Childers introduced Mr. Robey. "What we are all
anxious to know tonight," said Childers, "is whether we're going to win
next Saturday. Mr. Fernald has said that he _hopes_ we shall, Captain
Edwards has said that he _thinks_ we shall, and now we're going to hear
from the only one who _knows_! Fellows, a long cheer for Mr. Robey, and
make it good! Are you all ready? Now then! One--two--three!"

"Brimfield! Brimfield! Brimfield! Rah, rah, rah! Rah, rah, rah! Rah,
rah, rah! Brimfield! Brimfield! Brimfield! Robey!"

When the cheering, and the shouting and clapping and stamping that
followed for good measure, had quieted down, Mr. Robey said: "Fellows,
Captain Childers is much too flattering. I'm not gifted with
second-sight, even if he thinks so. I don't know any more than he does
or you do whether we're going to win on Saturday. Like Mr. Fernald, I
_hope_ we are and, like Captain Edwards, I _think_ we are." Cheers
interrupted then. "But I don't want to make any prediction. I'll say one
thing, though, and that is this: If the team plays the way it _can_
play, if it makes full use of the ability that's in it, there's only one
thing that can happen, and that's a Brimfield victory! I've got every
reason to expect that the team _will_ do its utmost, and that is why I
say that I think we'll win. We must remember that we're going up against
a strong team, a team that in some ways has shown itself so far this
season our superior. I don't say that the Claflin eleven is any better
than ours. I don't _think_ so, not for a moment. Our team this Fall is
as good as last year's team. We've had our little upsets; we always do;
but we've come down to practically the eve of the game in good shape.
Every fellow has done his best and, I am firmly convinced, is going to
do a little better than his best on Saturday afternoon. And that little
better is what will decide the game, fellows. After the coaches have
done their part and the players have toiled hard an