The Chums of Scranton High: Or, Hugh Morgan's Uphill FightFerguson, Donald
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The Chums of Scranton High: Or, Hugh Morgan's Uphill Fight
Ferguson, Donald
Baseball -- Juvenile fiction; High school students -- Juvenile fiction
"None of that now, if you please, Thad. We want to forget bygones, and
only remember that we're in the baseball world these days. There, Eli
hit the ball a good hard smack, but it went straight at the short-stop,
who handled it neatly for an out. Our turn out in the field now, Thad.
Glad to have seen you, O. K. Carry a message back home to Belleville
for me, will you? Tell your fellows Scranton High has found herself at
last, in the world of sports, and is primed to give both Belleville and
Allandale a hard tussle for the prize."
"I'll tell them that with pleasure, Captain Morgan," replied the other,
"and add a few remarks of my own about what I have seen of your
hustling crowd over here. May the best nine win, and the contests
leave no after bitter sting. If we can't get the prize, we'd be glad
to see you fellows beat Allandale, because they'd be unbearable if they
won two years running."
O. K. soon afterwards mounted his motorcycle and went spinning along
the road like a streak, leaving a cloud of dust behind him, also an
odor of gasoline. The practice game continued with varying fortunes.
In fact, it mattered very little which side won, as various pitchers
were being tried out under the eagle eye of Mr. Lawrence; his principal
object being to form an opinion as to the respective merits of the many
players.
When another afternoon they met again, doubtless Mr. Lawrence would
have decided to eliminate several of the players as utterly beyond hope
of ever making the regular nine. So by degrees he would decide who was
best fitted for each and every position, with a number of able
substitutes, who could be called on should there be any change
necessary during a game, from injury, or because a certain player
failed to do what was expected of him.
After the game had come to an end, and the crowd commenced to separate,
as usual, Hugh and Thad started to walk home together. They overtook
Owen Dugdale and hastened to join him. Both boys doubtless had a
little thrill just then, remembering how often the other had been in
their thoughts lately.
Owen seemed to be in great spirits.
"I never knew that I had it in me to become so fond of baseball as I
seem to be doing right now," he told them. "Of course I played a
little at several kinds of games like cricket, and since coming here to
Scranton I've been knocking flies for some of the boys, and playing in
scrub games. But now I enjoy it ever so much, though, of course, I
don't dream that I'll have the good luck to be selected for the team,
when there are so many who know more about the game than I do."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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