And now Holcomb was the only one who stood between him and that coveted line. The husky fullback darted toward him on a slant with arms outstretched. He dived for Garry, but the latter dodged, and with one last summoning-up of all his speed and strength hurled himself over the Greenfield line for a touchdown! Then rose such yells as the Lenox field had never known. The home rooters went mad. The boys shouted, the girls screamed with delight. Caps were thrown in the air, some never to be recovered by their frenzied owners. But that did not matter. Lenox had scored a touchdown! A moment later Rooster kicked the goal and the yells were repeated. With barely a minute left for play the game was cinched. The ball passed back and forth a few times and the whistle blew. The score was 10 to 3, and Lenox had won the championship of the High School League! The crowd swarmed over the field, and Garry was fairly smothered by his admirers, all seeking an opportunity to touch and hug their idol. Finally, in the safety of the gymnasium, his mates surrounded him, and there was a scene of enthusiasm that had never been paralleled in the history of Lenox High. "What's the matter with Garry Grayson?" "He's all right!" came back in thundering chorus. Garry himself, though he bore his honors modestly, was elated beyond words. Would he ever again find triumph so sweet? How that unspoken question was answered will be told in the next book of this series, entitled: "Garry Grayson's Football Rivals; or, The Secret of the Stolen Signals." If there was any fly in the ointment of that great victory to Garry's mind it was that Bill Sherwood had not been present to see the game and rejoice in the triumph. Bill, of course, had been at Frank's trial. But that his chum was quite as happy as himself was evident to Garry when Bill rushed to meet him as he was on his way home. "He's free!" cried Bill. "He's free! We've won! Frank's acquitted!" "Glory hallelujah!" shouted Garry, as he grasped Bill's hand so tightly that the other winced. "That's bully, Bill! Bully! I knew Frank was innocent. Tell me all about it." "You ought to have been there," cried Bill. "Gee, Garry, your father was splendid. The way he tied Gyp Mooney and Piker Anson up in knots! Jerry told his story and the other side couldn't make a dent in it. Then Sandy broke down under cross examination and gave the whole thing away. The jury freed Frank without leaving their seats. The judge held Mooney and Anson for theft and perjury, and Sandy is held as a material witness. Gee, Garry, I'm so happy that I don't know whether I'm standing on my head or my heels!" "You're on your own big feet all right," laughed Garry. "Gee, this news is all I needed to make it a perfect day! And now for the big celebration to-night! The boys are going to have a blow-out that will make Lenox howl!" THE END * * * * *