College stories; Women college students -- Juvenile fiction
Promptly on the stroke of three, Jean and Natalie, in their immaculate
white linens, walked coolly out upon the courts and the play began. By
the toss of the racket Jean won the first serving and sent one of her
usual swift balls into the opposite court. Natalie was there to receive
it and sent it back as swiftly as it had come. Both girls seemed very
evenly matched, but Natalie, by deep driving to Jean's backhand, won
the first game. Her luck changed at this point though, and Jean jumped
into the lead of 3-1. Natalie seemed spurred on by this, and by more
hard, deep driving soon had Jean on the run. She played into the net
oftener and with this style of play the lead changed to Natalie at 4-3.
The eighth game was very close. Jean got to 30-40 on Natalie's serve,
but fast driving on Natalie's part won her the game, making the score
5-3 in her favor. Jean won her serve in the next game and even got an
advantage in the tenth, but then the last year's champion rose to the
occasion and by taking a net position, won three successive points and
the first set with a score of 6-4.
There was a rest of fifteen minutes before the second set, and the two
players left the court and retired to the gymnasium. The crowds out
of doors circulated around the grounds, introducing their guests and
talking over the remarkable playing of both girls. At the end of the
fifteen minutes the players returned and, changing courts, began the
second set.
This set was not as close as the first one but was as full of
spectacular playing. Natalie took the net oftener and by splendid
smashing ran the score up to 4-1 in her favor. Weakening a little in
the next game, she failed to return Jean's excellent service, so Jean
took advantage of it and won her second game in the set. This seemed
almost to enrage Natalie, and she went after the last two games in
whirlwind fashion and outplayed Jean in every way, making the final
score of the second set 6-2. It was all over before Jean realized it,
and she had lost, and Natalie had won the college championship for a
second time.
[Illustration: NATALIE WENT AFTER THE LAST TWO GAMES IN WHIRLWIND
FASHION.--_Page 328_.]
She saw the girls hurrying toward Natalie, but she was determined to
be the first to congratulate her, so she dropped her racket and ran as
fast as she could to the spot where the almost exhausted champion had
dropped. "Congratulations, Natalie," she said; "you certainly deserve
the championship, and I'm mighty glad you won it."
All Natalie could say was, "Thank you, Jean, but I hate to take it away
from you, for you wanted it so badly."
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