WINNING HIS “Y”
Once past the gymnasium the sounds from the rink reached him clearly;
the grinding and clanging of skates, the clatter of sticks, the cries
of the players and, at intervals, the savage, triumphant cheers of the
onlookers. From the slope of the hill he could look over the heads of
the spectators around the rink and see the skaters charging about on
the ice, the blue and green costumes bright in the sunlight. Even as
he looked there was a gathering of the players about the south goal, a
mad moment of excitement and then the green-bladed sticks waved in air.
Broadwood had scored again! Gerald wondered if that goal put the Green
in the lead and hurried faster down the path.
Play had begun again before he reached the fringe of the crowd, but
by the time he had wormed his way through to the substitute bench the
whistle had sounded and the referee was in the center of a group of
protesting players. Everyone was intent on the scene before him and
Gerald’s appearance went unnoticed. The referee, shaking his head,
backed away, motioning, and Durfee of Yardley, and Took of Broadwood,
walked disconsolately and protestingly from the rink.
“Slugging,” answered Sanderson in reply to Gerald’s question. “Durfee’s
been mixing it up all the half and Took got mad and came back at him.
I don’t blame him. They had a lovely little squabble down there in the
corner. Didn’t you see it?”
“I just got here,” answered Gerald.
“Just got――” exclaimed Sanderson, looking around at him where he was
leaning over the bench. “Where have you been? What’s that you’ve got,
Pennimore?”
But Gerald was trying to get Alf’s attention and made no answer. Alf,
finding that protests were useless, was turning to skate back to his
position when he heard Gerald hail him. He looked across and then
skated up to the boards.
“Did you find it?” he asked. “Thought you’d got lost. Let’s have it.”
He began to peel the tape from his wrist.
“Yes, and I found this, too, Alf,” said Gerald, bringing the cup into
sight.
Alf’s face lighted up when he saw it.
“Great! Where did you get it, kid?”
“Found it on the table in your room.”
“All ready, Yardley?” called the referee.
“Just a minute, please,” answered Alf, strapping the wristlet on.
“You say you found it on the table in――” He stopped and viewed Gerald
suspiciously. “How did it get there?”
“That’s something I can’t tell you,” answered Gerald with a smile.
“Can’t or won’t?” asked Alf frowningly. “Well, never mind now. I’ve got
to get back. Take the bag off it, Gerald, and don’t let it out of your
hands until the game’s over. By Jove, I’m glad you got it, wherever it
came from! You’re a trump, Gerald!”
He tossed the rejected tape onto the ground and turned to skate away.
But the next instant he was circling back.
“Where are your togs, kid?” he asked abruptly.
“In the gym,” answered Gerald.
“Go up and get them on and hurry back!”
Then he was speeding off to his position.
Gerald stared after him. Get his togs on! Why, that meant――meant that
Alf was going to let him into the game! Meant that he was to play in
the big contest! Meant that he was to get his Y! For a moment he stood
there motionless.
“Gee, you’re in luck,” said Sanderson enviously. “Why don’t you get a
move on, you idiot?”
Then Gerald thrust the silver cup and the ebony pedestal and the
flannel bag into Andy Ryan’s hands and fought his way out of the throng
and went tearing up the hill.
The half was ten minutes old and a like number of minutes were left to
play. Broadwood was in the lead with three goals to Yardley’s two. The
playing in the second period had been fairly even and the puck had been
flying back and forth from one end of the rink to the other. Dan had
spoiled two nice tries and the Broadwood goal had three brilliant stops
to his credit. Broadwood’s score had come from a scrimmage in front of
the cage during which a Green forward had found a moment’s opening and
taken advantage of it by whizzing the puck past Dan’s feet. Now Yardley
braced, however, and forced the fighting. With but six men on a side
the playing was more open and it was harder to penetrate the defense.
Three times the Blue charged down to within scoring distance only to
lose the puck. Then the penalized forwards came back into the game and
Durfee, as though to make up for the lost time, sprang into the line,
took the disk at a nice pass from Roeder, evaded the Green’s point and
slammed the puck viciously past the goal tend, tying the score again.
How Yardley shouted and cheered and pounded the boards with her feet!
“Four minutes to play!” cried Ridge excitedly. “I’ll bet it goes to an
extra period!”
“Play together, fellows!” called Alf. “One more like that!”
Again the puck was centered and again the two teams sprang desperately
into the fray. Skates rang on the hard ice, sticks clashed and broke,
players stumbled and sprawled to the delight of the cheering audience,
the referee whistled and interfered time and again and the precious
moments flew by. Warner, the Green’s right center, getting the puck
near his goal took it almost alone the length of the rink amid the
wild, expectant acclaim of Broadwood, sent Felder flying on his back
and shot at goal. But the puck went squarely against Dan’s padded leg,
dropped to the ice and was whisked aside before it could be reached by
the nearest green stick. Half a dozen players met in the corner of the
ice and fought like maniacs for the disk. Finally it slipped out and
was slashed toward the center in front of goal. But before a Broadwood
player could reach it the referee’s whistle sounded.
“Time’s up!” was the cry along the boards. But play had been stopped
only for off side and the referee motioned for the puck.
“A minute and a half, cap!” called Andy Ryan. Alf heard and waved his
hand, skating across to the bench.
“Sanderson, you go in for Felder,” he called. “Ridge at right center,
Eisner at right end, Pennimore at left center. Hurry up now!”
The changes were made, the deposed players trailing regretfully from
the ice to the tune of Yardley cheers.
“That’s a risk, isn’t it, Alf?” asked Dan anxiously, as Alf came back
to position. “Putting Gerald in, I mean.”
“He deserves it,” answered Alf. “Keep your eyes open, Dan. There’s only
a minute and a half. If we can stave them off we’ll have a rest and
come back at them hard next period.”
The puck dropped to the ice and play went on again. There was evident
now a disposition on each side to abandon team work and Dan cautioned
and implored almost unceasingly. Both teams were anxious to score and
the result was that for the next minute neither came near doing it.
Then, with less than half a minute to play, Hanley started off with
the puck, pursued by the Broadwood forwards, his own mates trying
desperately to get into position to help him. Down near the Green’s
goal the cover point challenged him and Hanley passed to the left in
the hope that some one of his side would be there to take the puck.
As it happened some one was there. It was Gerald, out of position and
intent only on getting the disk. Two Broadwood fellows reached for it,
but Gerald, skating fast, slashed their sticks aside, got the puck,
lost it, recovered it again with a half turn, charged toward the cage
and shot blindly. As he did so the point drove into his shoulder first.
Gerald’s stick flew into air and Gerald himself left his feet with
a bound and went crashing to the ice ten feet away. But blue-tipped
sticks were waving wildly in air and Yardley cheers were ringing
triumphantly, for the puck lay snugly against the net at the back of
Broadwood’s goal.
Alf was the first to reach Gerald’s side and his first glimpse of
the pale face frightened him badly. Andy Ryan hurried on and between
them Gerald was lifted up and carried off the ice and laid on the
substitute’s bench with a pile of sweaters under his head and a gayly
hued dressing gown over his body.
“Is he hurt badly?” whispered Alf.
Andy’s hands went down under the dressing gown. Then he shook his head
cheerfully.
“Stunned a bit,” he answered. “That’s all. He hit on his head, likely.
I’ll look after him. You go back.”
“But I’ve nobody to put in,” said Alf.
“Play them with six,” replied Andy. “There’s only a matter of four
seconds left.”
Andy was right. The puck had no more than been put in play when the
timer shouted his warning and the whistle blew. About the rink Yardley
triumphed and cavorted. On the ice two weary, panting groups of players
cheered each other feebly. On the substitutes’ bench Gerald stirred,
sighed and opened his eyes.
“Hello, Andy,” he said weakly and puzzledly. “What’s up?”
“I don’t know what’s up,” answered the trainer dryly, “but you went
down.”
“I remember.” Gerald felt of his head gingerly. “Did I――――?”
He looked the rest of his question anxiously.
“You did,” answered Andy. “If you don’t believe me just listen to
that!”
“That” was a wild tumult of Yardley joy. Gerald smiled, and when he
opened his eyes again a moment later Dan and Alf were bending over him
solicitously.
“How do you feel, chum?” asked Dan.
“All right,” answered Gerald cheerfully. “We won, didn’t we?”
“You bet! Your goal saved the day, Gerald!” answered Alf.
“And the cup,” added Gerald.
“And the cup,” Alf agreed smilingly.
“And――and――” Gerald’s voice sank――“do I get my Y, Alf?”
“You bet you do!” answered Alf heartily.
“Then,” murmured Gerald, closing his eyes again with a sigh and a
smile, “I don’t mind about my head, though it does hurt awfully!”
THE END
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Transcriber’s Notes:
――Text in italics is enclosed by underscores (_italics_).
――Except for the frontispiece, illustrations have been moved to
follow the text that they illustrate.
――Printer’s, punctuation and spelling inaccuracies were silently
corrected.
――Archaic and variable spelling has been preserved.
――Variations in hyphenation and compound words have been preserved.