The Purple Pennant

“‘Keys,’” murmured Fudge Shaw dreamily, “‘please’――‘knees’――‘breeze’――I’ve used that――‘pease’――‘sneeze’――Oh, piffle!” His inspired gaze returned to the tablet before him and he...

The High School Athletic Field――it was officially known as Brent Field――occupied two whole blocks in the newer part of town. The school had used it for a number of years, but on...

The two boys parted at Main and B Streets, Fudge to loiter thoughtfully southward under the budding maples and Perry to continue briskly on along the wider thoroughfare to where...

With the advent of that first warm spring-like weather the High School athletic activities began in earnest. During March the baseball candidates had practiced to some extent in...

Fudge had an engagement to go to the moving pictures that evening with Perry Hull. They put on the new reels on Mondays and Fudge was a devoted “first-nighter.” Very shortly aft...

Curtis Wayland shook his head and smiled. “He thought I was fooling at first. Then he thought I was crazy. After that he just pitied me for not having any sense.”

“I――I’ve got to think this over,” said Fudge. He was plainly bewildered. They paused at Perry’s gate and he declined an invitation to enter, with a shake of his head. “I guess,”...

They were putting down a two-block stretch of new macadam on the Lafayette Street extension. A bed of cracked stone, freshly sprinkled, was receiving the weighty attention of th...

Fudge stopped abruptly and listened. Footfalls sounded in the hall below and, releasing his clutch on the ledge of the transom, Fudge wriggled from Perry’s supporting arms and d...

Some twelve years before a large tract of marsh and meadow lying west of the town and southeast of the river where it turns toward the sea had been purchased by Mr. Jonathan Bre...

After that they listened cautiously, but heard only the soft sizzling of the engine which had a contented sound as though the Flying Juggernaut was quite as rejoiced at the succ...

“After that,” said Gordon, “I don’t know just what did happen. I was too busy getting away from there to look back. I cut across an open field and got into the shadow of the fen...

Whether Fudge really believed all he professed to regarding the mysterious occupant of Room 12 in the brick building on G Street is a question. Fudge, being an author of highly...

This afternoon’s contest was the first one of the season with an outside team. Norrisville Academy, since it was a boarding school, had the advantage of being able to get into c...

They were two very startled youths who leaped back as the door unexpectedly opened and who, for a breathless instant, gazed speechlessly at the man confronting them. He was tall...

That Sunday evening there was an informal meeting at Guy Felker’s house in the interests of the Track Team. Guy had asked a half-dozen fellows to come and talk over affairs, and...

On Monday work for the Track Team entrants was no different than usual. Perry, one of a bunch of seven or eight sprinters, practiced starts, did two fifty-yard dashes and finall...

Dick was just leaving the house when the boys arrived there that evening, and Eli Yale was awaiting him at the curb, but he instantly offered to return. Since the evening had tu...

Mr. Myron Addicks returned home rather later than usual that afternoon. Although he had knocked about the world a good deal during his twenty-seven years, and had put up with a...

There was no chance of mistake, even at that distance. Before them, smiling, unconcerned, sat Mr. Myron Addicks, one hand resting negligently on his hip, the other on the keyboa...

By the middle of the month the Track Team comprised twenty members, several less than coach and captain had hoped for. By a good deal of intricate scheming those twenty were app...

That early morning session at the track didn’t come off on Monday because it was raining hard when the alarm clock which Perry had borrowed for the occasion buzzed frantically a...

Clearfield turned out well on Saturday for the first Springdale game, while the visitors swelled the proceeds by filling most of one whole section behind third base. The day was...

Late Sunday afternoon four dejected youths sat in the library at Guy Felker’s house and waited for the report of Skeet Presser, who had just joined them. Skeet, having stuffed h...

Perry turned to find Lanny at his elbow, Lanny enveloped in a brown bath-robe and minus his crutch. Then the shouts of the crowd at the finish drew Perry’s gaze down the track a...

It was getting well along toward five o’clock and the sun was sending slanting rays down Brent Field. The two-twenty-dash trials had been run and the final in the low hurdles wa...