He wasn't in the least conceited about his playing, not even when Jerrold stood beside him and looked on and said, "Clever Col-Col. Isn't he a wonderful kid?

"Some day," he said, "Col-Col will be a perfect nuisance.

Col is quite the Juvenis qui gaudet canibus.

Young Col was now our leader.

Col is but a barren place.

Then, as Col was a sportsman, and had powder on board, I figured that we might be blown up.