Caven rarely showed any money of his own.
With the coming of spring the cadets formed, as of old, several
football teams, and played several notches, including one with
their old rivals, the pupils of Pornell Academy. This game they
lost, by a score of four to five, which made the Pornellites feel
much better, they having lost every game in the past. (For the
doings of the Putnam Hall students previous to the arrival at that
institution of the Rover boys see, "The Putnam Hall Series," the
first volume of which is entitled, "The Putnam Hall Cadets." -
Publisher)
"Well, we can't expect to beat always," said Tom, who played
quarterback on the Putnam team. "We gave them a close brush."
"Yes, and we might have won if Larry hadn't slipped and sprained
his ankle," put in Sam. "Well, never mind; better luck next time.
We'll play them again next fall." Sam was right so far as a game
between the rival academies was concerned, but none of the Rover
boys were on hand to take part in the contest -- for reasons which
the chapter to follow will disclose.
With the football came kite-flying, and wonderful indeed were some
of the kites which the boys manufactured.
"I can tell you, if a fellow had time he could reduce kite-flying
to a regular science," said Dick.
"Oh, Dick, don't give us any more science!" cried Sam. "We get
enough of science from, Uncle Randolph, with his scientific
farming, fowl-raising, and the like.
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