Category: Children & Young Adult Reading

Full-Back Foster

His name was Myron Warrenton Foster, and he came from Port Foster, Delaware. In age he was seventeen, but he looked more. He was large for his years, but, since he was well proportioned, the fact was not immediately apparent. What did strike you at once were good looks, good h...

Chapters

14. CHAPTER XIV

Only one thing troubled Joe, which was that he couldn't have Zephaniah with him. Faculty strongly disapproved of dogs, even very young and very small dogs, in the dormitories. S...

18. CHAPTER XVIII

I should like to tell how Parkinson found herself in the last half of the game and won the contest. But nothing of that sort happened. Coach Driscoll started the third period wi...

17. CHAPTER XVII

The team left for North Lebron at eleven o'clock the next forenoon. The town that had the honour of containing Musket Hill Academy was not so far away in distance, but those who...

24. CHAPTER XXIV

I think the experiences of the past week had cleared the air in Myron's case. Perhaps Andrew's curtain lecture at the hotel that Sunday morning had its effect. Perhaps, too, the...

9. CHAPTER IX

The next morning Joe was as cheerful and smiling and good-natured as ever, but Myron wasn't yet ready to forget, and his responses to his room-mate's overtures were brief and ch...

8. CHAPTER VIII

Parkinson played Mapleton the first Saturday after the opening of school and had no difficulty in scoring as she pleased, confining herself mainly to old-style line-bucking atta...

25. CHAPTER XXV

The preliminary season came to an end the next day with the St. Luke's Academy game. Football affairs had become fairly hectic now and the school marched to the field behind a s...

27. CHAPTER XXVII

"That's all, I guess," said Coach Driscoll in conclusion. "The main thing is to play hard, fellows, and play fast. I don't think we'll have to change our signals. If Kenwood was...

1. CHAPTER I

His name was Myron Warrenton Foster, and he came from Port Foster, Delaware. In age he was seventeen, but he looked more. He was large for his years, but, since he was well prop...

16. CHAPTER XVI

"Piffle! What's the difference? Any chap who can play half well can play full-back decently. Besides, I've got a strong hunch that you'd make a good one, Foster. You aren't as h...

20. CHAPTER XX

At a few minutes past eight that evening Joe clattered hurriedly up the stairs of the house in Mill Street and thumped imperatively at Andrew's door. Just why he thumped didn't...

4. CHAPTER IV

At dining hall it appeared that places had not yet been assigned and Myron was conducted to a seat between a large, stout youth who seemed afflicted with asthma and a shy, red-c...

13. CHAPTER XIII

The fact that the incident would never become known and make him look ridiculous made it much easier for Myron to forgive Joe for the trick. And the latter's account of the meet...

12. CHAPTER XII

Joe made his leisurely way along the lane, his feet rustling the leaves that littered the grassy path. There had been a frost during the night and in shaded places it still glis...

3. CHAPTER III

Dobbins was gone the better part of half an hour and when he finally returned his expression showed that he had met with failure. "Still," he explained hopefully, "Hoyt says he...

26. CHAPTER XXVI

"Not so much the first time, sir," answered Myron miserably. "It was when he came here. He didn't seem like a stranger then, and I thought he was what he said he was."

7. CHAPTER VII

"Must be if he can teach Latin! I never did see the good of that stuff, anyway." Joe fluttered the pages of the book he had been studying. After a moment he said: "Say, Foster,...

15. CHAPTER XV

There was hard practice that afternoon in preparation for the Musket Hill Academy game, and the second squad, in process of becoming the second team, with a coach and signals of...

5. CHAPTER V

Myron's connection with Parkinson School began inauspiciously. After an eleventh-hour effort to get his studies scheduled, and the discovery that he was required to take two cou...

11. CHAPTER XI

"Well, I've got his number," announced Joe, discarding his cap and dropping into a chair. "He's a scrapper. He's had three or four mix-ups since he has been here, usually, as ne...

10. CHAPTER X

Myron had quite forgotten Paul Eldredge and the incident of the bread pellet and only remembered when he seated himself at table and caught Eldredge's unfriendly stare. As he wa...

2. CHAPTER II

Myron didn't know who "that Hoyt guy" might be, but he was sure that he or some one else had made a horrible mistake. Why, this big, good-natured, badly-dressed boy was the roug...

19. CHAPTER XIX

Chas Cummins proved a good prophet. On the following day Myron slipped into a niche in the first team, one of many hopeful, hard-working youths known as "first team subs." For a...

23. CHAPTER XXIII

Myron isn't likely to forget for a long time the week that followed. Every afternoon at four o'clock appeared Andrew, armed for the fray, and for two hours of a hundred and twen...

6. CHAPTER VI

The next forenoon Myron set off in a spare hour to find the tutor whose address Mr. Morgan had given him. If he had cherished the notion of possibly getting along without coachi...

22. CHAPTER XXII

"Looking for you, of course," replied Andrew easily as he seated himself on the bed. "Nice quarters you've got. Next time, though, I wish you'd locate further up on the alphabet...

21. CHAPTER XXI

But Jud didn't see Myron in the morning, for the reason that we know of. Only Joe was in Number 17 when the football captain knocked, and Joe was not telling all he knew. Accord...