Mr. Babcock brushed the chalk from his hands and spoke briefly. "I want every fellow to go from here right to his room," said the Coach. "At any rate, keep away from that cheer meeting over there. Read or talk for a while and then get to bed. Bedtime to-night is nine-thirty for all of you. No matter if you aren't sleepy. Get into bed and relax and try not to think about anything. That's the best way to get to sleep that I know of.
"We've got a hard job ahead of us, fellows, but we're equal to it. I tell you honestly that you're good enough to beat Wolcott to-morrow, if you'll do your best and fight hard. We've had our troubles here, as you know, but we've surmounted them all just as fast as they showed themselves. We've had to change our whole plan of battle at the last minute, but we've developed another plan that will answer fully as well. I don't want one of you to acknowledge to himself the possibility of defeat. I tell you you're going to win. But you've got to believe it yourselves, and you've got to work. Keep your thoughts right, fellows. Say to yourselves, 'I'm going to play harder to-morrow than I ever played in my life, just as all the others are going to, and together we're going to win!' Half the battle is in having faith. The other half is in doing. Cultivate the will to win. Now we'll go out quietly, with no cheering. We'll leave the cheering until to-morrow evening."
Over in assembly hall, Doctor Wyndham finished his speech by reading a letter from Coach Otis. It was
