The Chums of Scranton High out for the Pennant: or, In the Three Town LeagueFerguson, Donald
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The Chums of Scranton High out for the Pennant: or, In the Three Town League
Ferguson, Donald
Baseball -- Juvenile fiction; High school students -- Juvenile fiction
"There's a car on the side of the road that has stopped to let the
driver do a little repairing, I guess," remarked Brother Lu, quite
innocently. "And say, I know that man right well. We've talked
several times when I was roving around seeing what the country
surrounding Scranton looked like. He even calls me Lu and I know him
as Jerry. He's a pretty decent sort of fellow in the bargain. Why,
he even said that sometime when he didn't have the boss along with him,
he'd like to give all of us a little joy ride. Tilly here told me
only yesterday she never had been out in a car except once in a
little broken-down flivver; and then she had to walk back home,
nearly three miles. I wonder if Jerry wouldn't pick us up and take
us over to the Hoover place right now. I've a good mind to ask him.
Would you like it, Tilly?"
Would she? Matilda's sparkling eyes proclaimed that it would give
her infinite delight; and so Brother Lu, with the assurance that
every ex-tramp possesses in abundance, stepped up to the man who was
putting his tools away in the chest where they belonged.
Jerry made an involuntary gesture with his right hand. He had been
about to touch his cap respectfully, but caught himself just in time.
"Hello, Jerry!" sang out the breezy one, giving the chauffeur a
hearty slap on the shoulder that must have somewhat astonished him;
"you told me you'd be right glad to give my folks a little joy ride
if the chance ever came along. We're heading right now for the
Hoover place, and would be obliged to you to give us a lift, because
we'll have to walk all the way back; and brother-in-law Andrew here
isn't a well man. How about it, Jerry, old top?"
Jerry grinned as though enjoying the joke.
"Sure I can---Lu," he managed to say, though it evidently came a bit
hard for him to be so familiar with his rich employer's first name.
"Just bundle in, and we'll take a round-about way there. I can give
you half an hour, easy enough, and the old man need never know
the difference in the gas supply."
They all got in, "old man" and all, for the car had supplementary
seats to be used in emergencies, being built for seven passengers.
Thad and Hugh were trying hard to keep from exhibiting broad grins
on their faces; though, for that matter, neither of those simple,
guileless souls would have suspected the least thing had the boys
laughed outright in their happiness.
They had a splendid ride, and must have covered many miles while
that wonderful half-hour was being used up. Matilda looked supremely
happy. Now and then Hugh saw her glance rest admiringly on Brother
Lu. She must have begun to believe that after all the coming of
this poor sick brother of hers, who had appeared so forlorn, and
with such a dreadful and alarming cough, was gradually emerging from
his chrysalis stage, and becoming a full-fledged magician.
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