wo points to Stanley's score. There was dejection
among the Regal players and consternation among their supporters.

Only three minutes of play remained before the end of the first half.
The teams struggled doggedly. Regal was really playing splendidly, but
the handicap of a sub player was too much. It seemed that Stanley just
worked that one weak spot. That was good generalship on their part, but
very trying on Regal. With but one minute more of play, Stanley got the
ball and ran with it to within seven yards of Regal's goal. They lined
up to push it through by sheer force. Regal made stout defense, and held
the enemy wonderfully. While the goal was still in imminent danger, the
whistle blew, and the first half was over. Score, Stanley 8, Regal 0.

(V)

When Regal got to its quarters off the side line, the coach pitched into
his men. "You bunch of babies, you ought to be playing croquet, not
football! Where's your 'sand'? Haven't you got any spine?"

He was worked up to a terrible pitch. But it was all lost on the team.
They were dazed. They had invited their friends to come out and see them
win. And here they were pushed up and down the field, the score 8 to 0,
and likely to be 28 to 0 before the end.

The captain was the first to speak. "If I'd had my way, it would now be
8 to 0 in our favor. I told you not to drop Mulvy. I told you not to
believe that charge against him. But you had your way, and now you see
what it's done."

"Do you suppose we could get him for the second half, Bob?" asked one of
the team.

"What, after what we did to him? No."

Here Gaffney stepped up. "I say, fellows, it was a dirty, mean trick the
way you fellows turned on Mulvy. Bob is the only fellow that stood out
for him."

"That's right, Gaff."

"Now I tell you what I'm going to do. I'm going to show you that you're
wrong on Mulvy. I'm going to get him. I'll go for him myself." He was
off on the instant.

"If Mulvy comes here after our treatment of him yesterday, I'll take my
hat off to him," declared Bob to his dejected team.

"If he comes," declared Bill Cronin, "I'll knock the head off the first
fellow that ever dares hint again that he was in that thug affair."

That meant a good deal, for Cronin was the strongest man on the team.

"I guess we made a mistake, boys," said Joe Dalton. "As I look back now,
I never knew Mulvy to be anything but straight."

"We believed that report too readily," observed Fred Donohue. "I'