The Winning Touchdown

"Great Cicero's ghost!" That was Tom Parson's exclamation. "It's gone!" A horrified gasp from Sid Henderson. "Who took it?" That was what Phil Clinton wanted to know. Then the three college chums, who had paused on the threshold of their room, almost spellbound at the astounding discovery they had made, advanced into the apartment, as if unable to believe what was only too evident. Tom came to a halt near his bed, and gazed warily around.