l but
apparently engaged to be married at an early date. Harry was splendid
company either on the field, at the Black-and-White's room in
Battlefield Hotel, or at the villa. He could sing a good song, tell a
good story, and crack a wild joke. Harry used to sing a new song about
football, the chorus of which jingled out:

"In measured blow, the dancing feet,
Now moving slow, now galloping fleet;
With a leap and a curl,
With a sweep and a twirl."

He declared that the song was original, but Archie, who was a bit of a
book-worm, and never neglected taking in the "Monthlies," expressed
grave misgivings about having seen something like it applied to a skater
in "Scribner's Magazine."

Bob Lambert and Charlie Walker, the other two young fellows who were
looked upon as Jenny's admirers, were terribly shaken in heart and
spirit when they heard of her flirtation with the handsome young
Englishman; but such a thing as an engagement between them was never for
a moment entertained. Bob was too much a man of the world to suppose
that Jenny would ever give him up for another; and poor, soft-headed
Charlie, why, he was sure the Colonel's favourite daughter loved him
still.

Matters went on in this way for some time. The football season was now
about closed, as the month of May was at hand, and all the big matches
had been lost and won, including the Challenge Cup Tie, which Dumbarton
had carried off. For several evenings Bob and Charlie had not come
across one another (although Charlie was also a member of the
Black-and-Whites, as well as the Athletic Park). Bob had blamed Charlie
for telling some stories about a fine young girl whom the former had
promised to make his wife a year previously. The poor girl, it was
hinted, had been jilted to such an extent by Bob, that she had broken
her heart, and pined away and died.

One evening the pair met at the entrance to the pavilion on Hampden
Park, where a lot of the players were lounging about smoking, after
having done with their sides. Most of the club fellows knew that Lambert
and Walker had not spoken to each other for a long time, even to the
extent of exchanging the usual salutations about the weather. They were,
therefore, much astonished to see them in earnest conversation. Menacing
looks were exchanged, and something like curses--not deep, perhaps, but
loud--were heard from the rivals' lips.

The fact was, the men had arranged to settle their "little differ