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
“And how did it all come about?” questioned Ray eagerly, seating
himself on the sofa near his father. “Tell me everything. How is
everybody at home? How did you come to run on here without letting me
know anything about it? How did you find Dr. Drayton? And――――”
“One question at a time,” interrupted Mr. Wendell good naturedly. “Let
us start at the very beginning. In the first place, everybody is well
at home. Your mother sends her love and sympathy. I telegraphed her
the good news just a short time ago. You did very well, Ray, to write
me at once about the matter, explaining everything. It saved both your
mother and myself a great deal of anxiety. I suppose, Mr. Elder, you
did the same thing?”
“Yes, sir,” I answered, “and I received letters from both my parents.
My father was called South on business, but he wrote me a long letter,
and took very much the same view of the case as you did in your
letter to Ray. You see we have compared correspondence for our mutual
comfort,” I added.
“Well, you were both in rather hard luck,” said Mr. Wendell, “but I
think we have it all straightened out now. I won’t keep you in doubt
any longer, but will tell you the whole story from the first. I
mentioned, I think, in my letter to Ray that I had also written to Dr.
Drayton. The result of that was some considerable correspondence with
him, also with this Professor Fuller whom Ray mentioned in his letter,
and whom I find to be a very influential member of the faculty. As I
had business in Boston to-morrow, it occurred to me that I would do
well to come a day earlier, stop over here for a few hours, and see
what an interview could effect. Judging from the tone of the letters
I received, I imagined that it would be best to visit this Professor
Fuller first. I fancied that he would be franker and more open with
me, and I could get a better and more complete understanding of both
sides of the affair from him. Accordingly I went to his house as soon
as I arrived here; and I must say I found him a delightful man, and
all that your enthusiastic descriptions of him have led me to believe.
From him I learned that the faculty had resolved last evening to let
you off with two weeks. Although Professor Fuller did not say so, I
could easily infer from his words that he had been chiefly instrumental
in bringing about a reconsideration of your case. He has certainly
used his influence in your behalf, and he told me that he had talked
the matter over several times with Dr. Drayton, until the president at
length consented to bring it up before the faculty. Boys you have a
good friend in Professor Fuller.”
“No one knows that better than we do,” responded Ray quickly. “Professor
Fuller promised us nothing, but we knew him of old, and we felt
confident of his friendship. We shall never forget his kindness as long
as we live.”
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