quite exhaustively into that. "And," he continued, "it's like any play in which so many are involved: you can't blunder it. If every man isn't just where he should be at the proper instant it will fizzle badly. I'm not going to try it against High Point because, if it is a find, I want to spring it fresh against Wolcott. And Wolcott may have some one looking on here Saturday; looking for us to try out some eleventh hour stunt like that. I've told the Scrub to keep away from it. Jackson wanted to use it next Saturday against the Wolcott Scrub, but that wouldn't do."
"Mr. Babcock," asked Loring, "do you know why Wolcott hasn't used Grosfawk more this season?"
"No, I don't. That's puzzled me a little, too. I haven't seen his name more than twice all the fall, and last year he looked like a real find. I presume Mr. Otis had some information on Grosfawk, but I don't know a thing. Anyhow, we've laid our lines for that chap, and he will be watched pretty closely. But Wolcott hasn't showed much in the overhead game so far, and maybe she's intending to use it only as a last resort."
"She hasn't shown it in public, sir," said Loring, "but she's practiced forward-passing ever since she started work."
Mr. Babcock looked interested. "Is that so? How did you learn that, Deane?"
Loring indicated a binder filled with newspapers that lay on a chair nearby. "I've been reading the Wolcott football stuff in the papers, sir. Their correspondent
