The Crimson Banner : $b A story of college baseballMoffat, William D. (William David)
General
The Crimson Banner : $b A story of college baseball
Moffat, William D. (William David)
Baseball stories; College sports -- Juvenile fiction; College students -- Juvenile fiction
“Upon a certain condition,” he added. “We saw clearly that this
punishment would interfere seriously with the college work of both
of you, and we were glad, therefore, to consider the favorable
circumstances in your case, and to make every allowance possible on
account of your evident disposition to conduct yourselves in an orderly
manner last evening. Upon a certain condition, therefore, we offer to
remit a large part of your punishment.”
We still gazed at him, anxiously expectant.
“You are both baseball players, and are devoting a great deal of time
to the game,” he said, looking from one to the other.
We acquiesced silently.
“And you, I believe, Mr. Wendell, have accepted the position of captain
of the nine for this year.”
“Yes, sir,” answered Ray.
“Do you remember our conversation last spring, Mr. Wendell? I warned
you that baseball was taking too much of your time. I found that you
were neglecting certain branches of study on account of the game,
and that it was interfering with your progress. Did you forget that
warning?”
“No, Dr. Drayton. I accepted your suggestions, and, at first determined
to give up baseball this year; but my college mates begged me not to
go back on them, and upon thinking it over I made up my mind that I
could, by being careful, keep up baseball, and lose nothing by it in my
studies.”
“It is a mistaken idea altogether, sir,” exclaimed Dr. Drayton with
some show of impatience. “You made an experiment of it last year, and
what was the result? You dropped five places in your class during the
baseball season. You, Mr. Elder, dropped ten. I say it is useless to
attempt it, and I am sorry to see so promising young men throwing away
opportunities and wasting time on a mere game.”
“But, Dr. Drayton,” said Ray, “I can’t help thinking that baseball does
us as much good in one way as our studies do in another.”
“All exercise is good――in moderation,” answered Dr. Drayton sharply,
“but when a game interferes with your class work, then it is time to
stop. The matter was well gone over in our interview last year, and I
am sorry, Mr. Wendell, that my warning was so little heeded. It comes
now, however, to a choice. The faculty is willing to make your penalty
in this case merely a nominal suspension of two weeks, upon condition
that you young men consent to give up baseball.”
There was a dead silence for several moments. At length Dr. Drayton
said,
“Well, young gentlemen, what is your choice?”
Ray rose.
“Why should we be put to the necessity of a choice, Dr. Drayton? If I
am careful, I see no reason why baseball should conflict with my class
work.”
“We are no longer to discuss the matter, Mr. Wendell. You know my views
well enough, and it would be useless to repeat them. The question
is merely which of these will you choose. I am sure good sense will
relieve both of you of any hesitation in the matter.”
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account