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
However severe the penalty we were suffering for the sake of the old
cannons, we had at least the satisfaction of knowing that it was not
in vain. We had no means of learning, except by rumor, of the effect
of the expedition upon the Park College men, but, from what we heard,
we judged that a tremendous sensation had been created the morning
following, by the discovery of what had happened while they were
quietly sleeping. They had put themselves to great pains to rob us of
the cannons, and they had been planning to celebrate their deed with a
great jubilee, so their chagrin and exasperation knew no bounds when
they arose to find the prize had been snatched out of their very hands.
The students, however, were helpless, for the matter had gone up
into the hands of the faculties of the two colleges. Considerable
correspondence occurred, and after several days a committee from each
faculty was appointed to confer together. They met and discussed
the question thoroughly, and the result was that the Park College
committee, on behalf of their college, formally renounced all claims
to the cannons for good. Mutual explanations were made, and the gates
were returned to Berkeley. But, although these committees parted upon
a friendly basis, the feeling of anger on the part of our students,
and the chagrin of the Park men, only served to stir up the old, long
standing spirit of animosity between the two colleges to renewed heat.
“There will be exciting times when we meet those fellows on the ball
field now,” prophesied Tony Larcom. “It has been bad enough in the
past, but now things will fairly hum. Phew! Methinks I smell blood
already.”
“And this is just the season when we want most to beat them,” said Ray
Wendell.
Our prospects of realizing that end were certainly very bright. The
nine had been practising steadily each day, and was rapidly getting
into shape. Ray was right when he said we had good material. In all
my college life I do not think I ever saw a more promising nine. No
changes as yet had been found necessary, and it looked as if we would
continue through the season with the nine as first chosen. The men were
all good individual players, and, under Ray’s efficient captaincy, they
were playing together with the utmost harmony and precision. Since our
suspension the members of the nine became more devoted to Ray than
ever, and his control over them was perfect.
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