The Crimson Banner : $b A story of college baseballMoffat, William D. (William David)
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The Crimson Banner : $b A story of college baseball
Moffat, William D. (William David)
Baseball stories; College sports -- Juvenile fiction; College students -- Juvenile fiction
“Oh, it’s a gang of about forty fellows that Clinton has organized with
a view to making the utmost noise possible,” answered Tony. “He had
them over at Dean to cheer for us, but we didn’t give them a chance
that day. We’ll give them something more to do Monday, and we can trust
Clinton for all the support and encouragement we need. I would back his
little band against a whole grand stand full of Park men. If cheering
is to decide that game, we will stand a chance to win.”
The dramatic entertainment was highly enjoyable, and in every respect
a success. The actors acquitted themselves with the utmost credit; and
the many college gags and local hits that were interspersed throughout
the play gave much additional zest and enjoyment to the performance,
and kept the spectators in an almost continual roar of laughter.
Occasional responses from the audience, and impromptu rallies of wit
between the actors and some of their friends in front, formed a novel
and amusing feature.
Immediately after the play an informal reception took place, in which
we were the center of interest, and received every possible attention
and courtesy. The gentlemanly behavior on the part of the Halford
men was most highly appreciated by us, for it was quite evident that
they had fully expected to win the game, and prepared the evening’s
entertainment with a view to celebrating the victory. The fair and
generous treatment we had received on the ball ground, and the graceful
manner with which they took their defeat, aroused in us the sincerest
feelings of gratitude, and greatly strengthened the traditional feeling
of friendship that existed between Belmont and Halford.
And their attentions were unremitting during our brief visit of two
days.
“We will try to repay you for your kindness, when you come over to
Belmont next year,” I said to Slade.
“And we will try to acknowledge the compliment by beating you, as you
did us this year,” laughed Slade.
“If you want to do us a real favor,” said Bennett, “beat Park College
Monday. They have had that banner entirely too long, and I’d give a
good deal to see you win it.”
“What do you think of our chances?” asked Ray.
“Good; that is, if you play the game you did with us. Both Slade and I
are going over to Berkeley Monday afternoon, and we’ll lend our voices
to cheer you on.”
With such encouragement and good wishes we left Halford early Monday
morning.
“Do you know,” said Tony Larcom, as our train moved away from Halford,
“those fellows have treated us so nicely, that I feel half ashamed of
having beaten them?”
“Well, it does seem a poor sort of return for their kindness,” said
Dick Palmer; “and yet if we had lost the game I do not think that all
their attention could have quite reconciled me to it. We’ll strike a
marked contrast at Berkeley.”
“Yes; I don’t think that the Park men will embarrass us with their
attentions,” remarked Ray dryly.
CHAPTER XXVII
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