The Rival Pitchers: A Story of College BaseballChadwick, Lester
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The Rival Pitchers: A Story of College Baseball
Chadwick, Lester
Baseball stories; College sports -- Juvenile fiction
There are few institutions of learning better known throughout the
Middle West than Randall College. It had been established several
decades before, and though small at first, and unimportant, the thorough
methods used soon attracted attention from parents who had sons to
educate. Many a well-known man of to-day, who has made his mark in the
world, owes part of his success, at least, to Randall College, and he is
proud to acknowledge it. In time, because of liberal endowments, and
because the institution became better known, its influence spread,
until, from a small seat of learning, it became a large one, and now
students from many States attend there.
Randall College was most fortunately situated. It was on the outskirts
of the town of Haddonfield, and thus was connected by railroad with
the outside world. It was far enough away from town to be rid of the
distractions of a semi-city life, yet near enough so that the advantages
of it could be had.
The buildings composing the college consisted of several in addition to
the main one, containing the classrooms, lecture halls, laboratories,
study rooms and the like. There was Biology Hall, a magnificent gift
from an alumnus, and Booker Memorial Chapel, a place of worship,
containing some wonderful stained-glass windows. The chapel was the gift
of a lady, whose only son had died while attending the school. Back of
the main college building, and somewhat to the left, was a modest
structure, where the faculty, including Dr. Albertus Churchill, the
venerable president, had their living apartments.
Farther to the rear of the main structure were two buildings that
contained dormitories and rooms for the three hundred or more students.
There were two dormitory buildings, the east and the west, and, for
obvious reasons, one, the eastern, was inhabited by the freshmen and
seniors, while the juniors and sophomores lived, moved and had their
being in the other.
The gymnasium, which was well equipped, was located a little to the left
of the west dormitory, and it adjoined the baseball diamond and the
football gridiron. Skirting the edges of this big, level field were the
grandstands and bleachers, for sports had a proper and important part in
life at Randall.
Standing on the knoll in front of the main building, one looked down a
gentle, grassy slope to Sunny River, which twisted in and out, lazily
enough, around a hill that contained the college and the grounds. The
campus swept down, in a sort of oval, to the very edge of the stream.
And there is no finer sight in all this country than to stand on the
steps of the main building some fine summer day (or, for that matter, a
wintry one) and look off to the river. If you are patriotic, and of
course you are, you will take off your hat to the colors that fly from a
tall flagpole in the center of the campus.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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