Scranton High   Position       Scratch Team
Stevens .........  Goal ...........  Anthony McGrew
Hobson ..........  Point ..........  Frank Marshall
Danvers .........  Cover Point ....  Dick Travers
Smith ...........  Right End ......  Nick Lang
Dugdale .........  Center .........  Tom Rawlings
Juggins .........  Left End .......  Phil Hasty
Morgan ..........  Rover ..........  Tug Lawrence

Just before the game began there was a hasty consultation among the players opposed to the regular team.  One of their members had sent word he could not come up to time, as his mother had refused to let him play.  This necessitated a change of program.  A substitute must be found, and as they knew that Hugh’s Seven already greatly outclassed them it was of considerable moment that they pick up a player who would strengthen their team, regardless of his identity.

So Nick Lang had been approached and offered the position of Right End, a very important place for swift action and furious fighting.  Nick had been skating quietly by himself and evidently greatly enjoying his new skates, which many boys recognized as the pair Hugh Morgan had once owned.

He had hesitated just a trifle, and then agreed to fill the vacancy.  There were those who shook their heads dismally when they saw Nick the trouble-maker in the line-up.  Previous experiences warned them that the game was very likely to break up in a big row, for such had been the fate of many a rivalry when rough-and-ready Nick Lang entered the lists.

But Hugh, who had secretly been the first to suggest to the captain of the other Seven that Nick be chosen, somehow believed the one-time bully of Scranton might surprise his critics for once by playing a straight, honest game.

Hugh, of course, was mounted on his new silver skates.  He had found little difficulty in persuading his mother to advance his birthday gift a few days, after telling her the whole circumstances; and it must be said that Mrs. Morgan approved of his plan from the bottom of her heart.

Mr. Leonard had often had trouble with Nick in times gone by.  When he sternly told the boys before the game was started that he meant to be severe in inflicting punishment and penalties for foul or off-side work he had Nick mostly in mind.  Indeed, everyone who heard what he said concluded that it was meant almost entirely for the Lang chap.

Nick only grinned.  Those who knew him best did not find any encouragement about his apparent good nature.  Nick could “smile, and smile again, and still be a villain,” as some of them were fond of repeating.

The game began, and was soon in full progress, with the players surging from one end of the rink to the other, according to which side had gained possession of the puck, and were endeavoring by every legitimate means possible to shoot the little rubber disc between the goal posts, and into the net of their opponents.