ing you about it" laughed
Dave.

"Why?"

"Because I didn't know whether it were any good."

"Any good? Why, Darry, if you can get up one or two more like
that you'll be the greatest gridiron tactician that the Navy has
ever had!"

"I didn't get up that one," Dave confessed modestly.

"You didn't, Mr. Darrin?" interposed Coach Parker. "Who did?"

"Mr. Jetson, sir."

"I helped a bit," admitted Jetson, turning red as he found himself
the center of admiring gazes. "Dalzell and Darrin helped work it
out, too."

"Have you any more like that one, Mr. Darrin?" questioned Coach
Parker.

"I think we have a few, sir," Dave smiled steadily.

"Are you ready to exhibit them, Mr. Darrin?"

"We'll show 'em all, if you order it, sir," Darrin answered
respectfully. "But we'll undoubtedly spring two or three of 'em,
anyway, in this afternoon's practice."

"I'll be patient, then," nodded coach. "But I want a brief talk
with you after practice, Mr. Darrin."

"Very good, sir."

"I just want you to sketch out the new plays to me in private, that
I may consider them," explained the lieutenant-commander.

"Yes, sir. But I am not really the originator of any of the new
plays. Mr. Dalzell and Mr. Jetson have had as much to do with
all of the new ones as I have, sir."

"And this is Darrin's last year! The Navy will never have his
like again," groaned one fourth classman to another.

"Ready to resume play!" called coach. "Navy to start the ball."

The play was on again, in earnest, but this time it fell to the
right flank of, the Navy team to stop the onward rush of the Rustlers
as they charged down with the ball after the Navy's kick-off.

In fact, not during the team practice did Dave or Dan get a chance
to show another of their new tricks.

"Just our luck!" grunted many of the spectators.

Meanwhile Dave, Dan and Jet got out of their togs, and through with
their shower baths as quickly as they could, for Lieutenant-Commander
Parker was on hand, awaiting them impatiently.

Until close to supper call did the coach hold converse with these
three men of the Navy's left flank. Then the lieutenant-commander
went to Midshipman Wolgast, who was waiting.

"Mr. Wolgast, I see the Army's banner trailed low in the dust
this year," laughed coach. "These young gentlemen have been explaining
to me some new plays that will cause wailing and gnashing of teeth
at West Point."

"I'm afraid, sir, that you forget one thin