Produced by Al Haines
[Transcriber's note: Extensive research found no evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]
Author of
One Minute to Play
Touchdown!
Hit by Pitcher
Bases Full, Etc.
The Goldsmith Publishing Co.
Cleveland, Ohio
When a new fellow moves into the neighborhood, you look him over,strike up an acquaintance and sort of go around with him, but not untilhe shows the sort of stuff he's made of do you take him into the gangand make a real pal of him, or else let him alone, as the case may be.
It's somewhat the same with a new book. You look through it, read itand if it's good stuff, the author, like the new chap in theneighborhood, becomes one of the gang. And when such an author keepson producing sure fire stuff, like Harold M. Sherman has been doing,there is no doubt at all that his books will be read.
This book deals with the mental hazard that has been the downfall of somany chaps. But Judd Billings overcomes his obstacle while still athigh school and how he later makes a name for himself at college, makesthis a book that will be instantly liked by all who read it. In fact,all one need say is that it is a Harold M. Sherman book.
I THE STRANGE CONTRACT
II JUDD GRITS HIS TEETH
III A KICKER Is DISCOVERED
IV FIGHTING SPIRIT
V FOR A SCRAP OF PAPER
VI ILL NEWS AND A NEW ARRIVAL
VII THE FIRST NIGHT
VIII JUDD PRACTICES FOOTBALL
IX AT THE FAIR
X THE ATTEMPTED HOLD-UP
XI BENZ BROODS
XII ONE KIND OF LOYALTY
XIII AN IMPRACTICAL JOKE
XIV THE CONFESSION
XV JUDD GAINS A PROMOTION
XVI BEFORE THE GAME
XVII THE FIRST HALF
XVIII THE SECOND HALF
"Judd, I'd rather a fellow would be anything else but a quitter!"
Judd jumped to his feet, eyes blazing.
"I'm not a quitter … but I'm not gonna go back to school!"
Bob Billings, older brother, stared for a moment, unanswering. Juddhad come on to the city to visit him during summer vacation. Since thefather's death and Bob's attending Bartlett College, there had beenlittle chance for the two to be together, especially with Bob employedin the Star Sporting Goods store, miles away from Trumbull, the littletown near which the Billings family lived.
"You've got to get a hold on yourself," Bob said, finally, "I'd no ideayou'd gotten this way. You're babying yourself out of everything you'dreally like to do. And here I'd counted on your taking up on thatTrumbull High team where I left off! No reason why you couldn't either… you've got a much better physique than I have. That work on ourfarm has given you the muscles of an ox. You've got a grip in thosehands that would make most fellows yell for help. Only trouble withyou is—you don't know your