Baseball stories; Boarding schools -- Juvenile fiction; School sports -- Juvenile fiction; Teenage boys -- Juvenile fiction
“Sure, I do! Why not? Weren’t we all putting our minds on getting on
the team? You and Clif and me? Well, look what happens! Stu Evans gets
laid up so he can’t play! If that isn’t up to us and――and our ‘Work
and Will’ stuff, I’ll eat my hat! And that guy Cox was an outfielder,
wasn’t he? Huh?”
“I don’t know what he was,” replied Clif, frowning. “He never played
much, I guess. He was generally on the bench. Anyway, you can’t say
his accident helps me any! And, as for the other――”
“Sure, it helps you! You’ve got one less fellow to fight, haven’t you?
How do you know Tusks didn’t have Cox in mind for one of the outfield
jobs? No, sir, I’m through. There are some things――forces, or whatever
you want to call them――that we don’t understand, and it’s a mighty safe
thing to let them alone!”
“But, Tom, for the love of limes,” exclaimed Loring, “think a minute!
We didn’t put our minds on Evans and Cox. We were willing Mr. Wadleigh
to――”
“It doesn’t matter,” interrupted Tom stoutly. “The thing got away from
us, I suppose. It didn’t stop at Tusks. It went on and slammed those
two fellows into a ditch. Why, heck, there’s no telling what it might
do next! First thing we knew there might be an influx, or whatever you
call it, of measles or――or typhoid or something and the whole blamed
batting-list would be nix!”
By degrees they argued him away from his conviction, but it required
time and eloquence, and even after they had succeeded it was evident
that Tom retained mental reservations and was only partly reconciled
with the psychology program. A few days later it was learned that
neither of the absent players had been seriously hurt, but the fact
remained that they were both lost to the second team for several
weeks. On Tuesday Tusks tried both Roe and Tom at second, and each
showed so poorly, Roe at fielding and Tom at batting, that there was
little to choose between them. When the second met the first Roe scored
two errors, one a fumble of an easy liner and the other a wild throw
over Scott’s head. For his part, Tom accepted five chances well but was
a miserable failure on his two trips to the plate.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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