Bert was disappointed on Monday when Coach Bonner and Trainer Richards refused to allow him to go back to work. Bert declared emphatically that his rib was perfectly all right and that if he felt any better he’d scream, but Davy wouldn’t sanction his return to work and without that sanction Coach Bonner would have none of him. Bert watched practice that day from the bench and scowled ferociously on friend and foe alike. Many of the first-string players were excused and in the scrimmage the first team was made up largely of substitutes. Derry was in Dresser’s position at left end, Parker played left tackle instead of Franklin, Hanrihan was in Ted Trafford’s place, Milford substituted for Tray at right end, and the back-field, with the exception of Nick, who played through the first period, was composed entirely of second-string fellows. In the second period more changes were made, so that when Hugh, playing right half on the scrub team, leaped into fame in the middle of the last period of the game, he doubtless had the wholesale substitution to thank for his performance. First and second battled through fifteen minutes without a score, both elevens booting the ball frequently in the hope that the strong wind blowing across the field would result in a fumble. There were fumbles, for that matter, but neither side profited much from them, and after a five-minute rest they went back to work with the contest still to be won or lost. The wind was noticeably less and first team took advantage of the fact to try out her forward passing game. Substitutes are somewhat like those persons who rush in where angels fear to tread, and Gus Weston, who had taken Nick’s place at quarter-back, had all the rashness of his kind. One pass went nicely to Derry and that youth managed to outwit Forbes very neatly and reeled off twenty-seven yards and put the pigskin on the second’s nineteen before he was brought down by Spalding, after Hugh had made an ineffectual effort to reach him. But where Weston made his mistake was in trying the same play a minute later when a line attack would have probably secured him ground, and at all events been far safer against a team smarting from the degradation of that twenty-seven-yard gain. But Weston called for the same play on first down and the ball went back to Leddy, at full, and Leddy heaved to a supposedly waiting Derry. Forbes, though, was not fooled this time and Derry had no chance of getting into position for the catch. Someone else had, however, and the someone else was the second team’s right half-back, who, sensing the play from the moment the ball was snapped, had sprinted across the field as soon as Leddy had caught, avoided the engaged ends and, raising an eager hand aloft in signal to Leddy, had joyfully watched the approach of the arching ball. Whether the full-back had been fooled by Hugh’s signal or whether he had trusted to Derry to get free from his antagonist in time to make the catch is a