ab r bh po a e Michael, lf 4 0 0 1 0 0 Hood, ss 4 0 0 2 3 0 Coy, cf 3 0 2 1 1 0 Kleindienst, 3 b 4 0 0 1 2 1 Webster, 1 b 4 0 3 11 0 0 Ribot, c 3 0 0 4 0 0 O'Brien, p 3 0 0 1 3 0 Furness, rf 3 0 1 1 0 0 Rounds, 2 b 3 0 1 2 2 1 -- -- -- -- -- -- Totals 31 0 7 24 11 2 Seaton 2 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 --2 Hillbury 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0--0 CHAPTER XXVI RECOGNITION Was there a celebration? Ask Wally Sedgwick, who ought to be able to furnish a detailed account of it, for he followed the procession from its formation, and having stayed out an hour longer than the time set in the parental permission was in consequence compelled to go to bed at seven every day during the following week. He didn't complain; it was inconvenient, of course; but, after all, the celebration was worth it. Rob saw three of the newspaper accounts of the game. The first paper, which had previously predicted an easy victory for Hillbury, declared that Seaton played in great luck, "bunching hits for tallies and being helped out of several deep holes by stupid Hillbury base-running." The second asserted that the victory was due to "Patterson's steadiness and the fine all-round work of the Seaton infield, in which McPherson was the bright and particular star." The third, after commenting on the fact that Hillbury men were frequently on bases but seemed unable to get round to the home plate, added: "Patterson showed himself, if not a great pitcher, at least one who can use his head as well as his arm. Men on bases never fazed him; the more there were, the better he pitched. Coach Lyford deserves great credit for the excellent team work. Owen threw well to bases." Owen threw well to bases! And only one paper had discovered that! Rob laughed scornfully as he tossed the papers down. So this trifling mention was all the glory his achievement was to yield him. For a moment he felt hurt--but only for a moment. Soon his good sense and natural modesty reasserted themselves. He had not sought glory; he had not striven to display himself. His ambition had been first to help win the game for Seaton and then to vindicate himself as against Borland. Both these objects had been attained; what more could he fairly ask? Poole and Patterson and Lyford evidently appreciated his work; his friends and acquaintances, from Lindsay and Laughlin down through a whole range to the Pecks and the Moons and even Payner, had all, in one form or another, expressed to him their admiration. That ought to satisfy him. "Who's going to be captain next year, Rob?" asked Simmons, a few days afterward. "I don't know yet--probably McPherson. He's been two years on the nine, and after that bully game he put up on Saturday, he deserves it."