theirs. You know, I explained it to you, Mamma."

"Yes, dear, I know," said her mother, "but if you will speak a little
more quietly and slowly--"

"I will, Mamma," said her daughter, sitting down with great
deliberation, in front of her. "I will explain to you again that 'round
the goal' play."

"I am afraid, my dear, that I could hardly grasp just what you mean."

"Well, never mind, Mamma. It is a particular and special play that
Captain Jack worked out. They rush down to the goal and instead of
trying to shoot, the one with the puck circles round the back and
delivers the puck immediately in front of the goal, where another takes
and slips it in. Two goals in about five minutes, wasn't it, Hugh?"

"About eight minutes, I should say," replied Hugh Maynard, the big
Captain of the Eagles.

"Well, eight minutes," continued Patricia, taking up the tale, "and then
they began the roughhouse business. Jumbo Larson--a terribly big Swede,
Mamma--put it all over little Snoopy. Chucked him about, wiped the ice
with him!"

"My dear!" exclaimed her mother.

"Well, you know what I mean. A great big, two-hundred-pound monster, who
simply threw Snoopy and Georgie Ross all about the rink. It took Captain
Jack all his time to stand up against him. And then they ran in goals
at a perfectly terrific rate. Two--three--four--five! And only Fatty
Findlay's marvelous play kept down the score. I adore Fatty! You know,
Mamma, that dear old Scotchwoman--"

"Scotchwoman?" exclaimed Mrs. Templeton.

"Yes. Oh! you don't know about her. Captain Jack brought her along. Mrs.
Mc-something."

"McNish," supplied Adrien.

"Yes, McNish," continued Patricia, "a perfect dear! She did everything
but swear. Indeed, she may have been swearing for I could not understand
half of what she said."

Adrien interrupted: "She is perfectly priceless, Mother. I wish you
could meet her--so dignified and sweet."

"Sweet!" exclaimed Patricia, with a laugh. "Well, I didn't see the
sweetness, exactly. But at half time, Mamma, fancy! they stood five to
two against us. It was a truly awful moment for all of us. And then,
after half time, didn't those Cornwalls within five minutes run in
another goal, and, worse than all, Jumbo Larson laid out Snoopy flat on
the ice! Now the game stood six to two! Think of it, Mamma!"

Then Adrien put in: "It was at this point that the old lady made a
remark which, I believe, saved the day. What was it exactly, Hugh?"

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