can do anything else if there's no engineering just now?"
"He can run a livery stable," said Fudge doubtfully.
"And punch cattle," added Perry.
"I'm afraid there isn't much chance of his getting a job at cattle-punching in Clearfield," Dick laughed. "All right, fellows, I'll speak about it this evening. I was just going to run over to the Brents' when you came. Look me up to-morrow and I'll tell you what the result is."
They took their departure, highly satisfied, and Dick sped away in Eli. When he reached Brentwood he found Louise and Lanny in absorbed discussion of the Track Trophy. Louise Brent was a tall, blue-eyed girl of fifteen, with a fair skin and much yellow-brown hair. She was attractive more on account of her expression than her features. Dick was made welcome and Lanny explained about the trophy, and the three laid plans and drew sketches for the better part of an hour. Louise was enthusiastic and promised to interest the other girls at once. "You just wait, Lanny," she said.
"It's going to be the most scrumptious pennant you ever saw. We'll get Lila Abbey to do the laurel wreath part. She's perfectly wonderful at that sort of thing. Oughtn't we to put it on a stick?"
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