The boys of Columbia High on the diamond : $b or, Winning out by pluckForbes, Graham B.
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The boys of Columbia High on the diamond : $b or, Winning out by pluck
Forbes, Graham B.
Baseball stories; High school students -- Juvenile fiction; Teenage boys -- Juvenile fiction
“It might give me more or less embarrassment, though not anxiety, in
the premises, Frank, on account of this paper being found on your
person, only for one thing. And that was just where circumstances
conspired to make the wretch who could so miserably plot to harm a
fellow student, overreach himself.
“After I had placed those papers in my desk, I went straight to the
gymnasium, where you were practising, and called you aside. In my
company you went to ascertain about certain matters that you had called
to my attention, and where repairs were absolutely necessary. And I
wish to state emphatically that during the half hour I was from my room
Frank Allen was actually at my side every minute of the time until I
stepped into my office again!”
He paused, as if to let the effect of his statement sink into the minds
of the whole assemblage. Then there came a ripple that immediately
broke into a deluge of cheers, until the entire building seemed to
vibrate with the tremendous volume of sound.
Nor did Principal Parke raise a hand to assuage the voluntary tribute
to the popularity of the boy who had been under so unjust a suspicion!
Mr. Amos Wellington, one of the other men teachers, raised a hand
feebly, but who cared for his protest when the Head, by his silence,
gave tacit consent to the shouts.
Then Professor Parke bent over and offered his hand to Frank, which
action was the occasion for more cheers and a tiger, as well as the
school yell. There certainly had never been such an extraordinary
spectacle seen in old Columbia High during the twenty years of its
existence.
And Lef shouted just as loudly as the rest! He did not dare hold
back, lest suspicion be turned his way. He was trembling in his shoes
even then as the enormity of his iniquity burst upon him. What if
the janitor, Soggy Dolan, had glimpsed him when he slipped out of
the office, for the latter had gone past with a step ladder on his
shoulder, and might have turned his head, unknown to the culprit.
Lanky thought it queer that Lef should seem so pleased over the
vindication of one toward whom he was known to bear only ill will. He
imagined that this sudden change of heart on the part of Lef might be
placed in the same category as the suspicion said to attach to the
Greeks bearing gifts.
And so, after all, the incident that had been planned as calculated to
attach infamy to Frank’s name only served to raise him still further in
the estimation of his schoolmates, and the teachers of Columbia High.
And it was certainly a pleasure to have them all swarm around him
later on, to declare their satisfaction and delight at his complete
vindication.
Frank was far from satisfied.
It was a dreadful thought to realize that he had an enemy in the school
vindictive enough to do such a terrible thing as this, simply to crush
him.
“Ten to one I could guess who he is,” said Lanky, angrily.
“Have you any proof of it?” asked Frank.
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