"Attention!" called Old Dut, striking the bell. "I am glad to be able to state that no pupil has incurred the penalty of remaining after school to-day. However, I am going to ask the members of the Central Grammar baseball nine and their subst.i.tutes to remain for a few minutes. I pledge myself not to interfere with the scheduled practice," continued the princ.i.p.al dryly. "All other pupils will file out promptly, and not loiter in coatrooms or corridors."
Within two minutes the place had been cleared of all but d.i.c.k"s baseball squad.
"I now wish, young gentlemen," began Old Dut, "to introduce to you Mr. Edson Brown, who is interested in baseball, and who has a slight favor that he wishes to ask of you."
"It"s very simple," declared Mr. Brown, rising and stepping down from the platform. "I have been greatly interested in baseball for a number of years. Among other things I have a considerable collection of figures concerning school teams, their sizes and weights, I would like, with your permission, young gentlemen, to take a few measurements. I won"t detain you more than a few moments."
"Do you want a suggestion, sir?" asked Tom Reade.
"Of course," nodded Mr. Brown, smilingly.
"Then the real crowd that you ought to measure are the fellows of the North Grammar nine. You"d get a fine lot of chest measurements there, I can promise you."
"Why?" asked Mr. Brown. "Are the North Grammar boys better developed physically?"
"I can"t say about that," Reade replied seriously, "but they"re the only Grammar School fellows in Gridley that have baseball uniforms, and I understand that they"re the chestiest lot of young fellows that any one ever saw."
"I"ll consider the North Grammar boys later, then," nodded Mr.
Brown, smiling. "Now, will each young man oblige me by removing his coat and vest and stepping forward for the measurements that I want to take?"
In a notebook Mr. Brown jotted down the measurements that he made.
There being five subst.i.tute players, there were fourteen boys in all whose measurements he recorded.
"That is all," nodded Mr. Brown finally, snapping his notebook and tucking it away in a pocket. "I am deeply indebted to all of you young men.
"And now I beg to add," said Old Dut, "that, as all of you youngsters are in a hurry, there will be no criticism if you see fit to race through the corridors."
Out on the field, just before half past four, Captain d.i.c.k Prescott lined up his squad of fourteen, himself included, and quickly added four more to the number, thus organizing two nines.
"Now, play ball," he called.
"Do it in a hurry," supplemented Tom Reade.
"Speed is all right," d.i.c.k retorted. "But we want to play with care, even more than with speed. The scrub nine will go to bat."
d.i.c.k himself ran quickly out to the pitcher"s box, twirling his ball impatiently. A High School boy had been secured for umpire, and all was in readiness.
Of course the school nine won over the scrub. Never mind the score, which looked badly for the scrub. d.i.c.k was satisfied that his nine was doing the best that was in it.
Tuesday afternoon there was more practice, though Captain d.i.c.k did not allow it to continue too long.
"Now, don"t take a single chance with yourselves," called Prescott, in dismissing the squad on the field near the schoolhouse. "Don"t any one of you get a sore toe or strain a "wing" before to-morrow afternoon. Fellows, I believe that we are going to be able to put it all over the North Grammar to-morrow afternoon. But we can"t do it unless we are all in the best of shape. Be careful at table. Don"t any one of you overeat between now and the game.
And all get into bed early to-night and have a long sleep."
"I put every young man in this room on honor for to-day," stated Old Dut, facing his cla.s.s, the next morning. "No matter what the disorder or breach of discipline, no boy will be kept in after school this afternoon, for I know that every one of you, whether player or "booster," wants to be at the inter-school ball game this afternoon. So remember, young men, that you are all on your honor to-day. Prove yourselves worthy of it."
Never had discipline been better preserved in the eighth grade cla.s.sroom than during that day.
Soon after four o"clock scores of Gridley schoolboys had found their way to the big vacant field not far from the Central Grammar, the owner of which permitted its use freely by schoolboy athletes.
The princ.i.p.al of the South Grammar, too, was there, flanked by rough-and-tumble Ted Teall and the South"s baseball delegation.
Captain Ted had to play the Centrals on Sat.u.r.day, and he wanted to view their style. Though North Grammar was well represented, the princ.i.p.al of the school did not appear, being "detained by pressure of important duties."
"Old Dut will know enough to be here," remarked one of the Central boys proudly. "Nothing but disaster could keep him from showing interest in our work."
Cheering was started by a big group of North Grammar boys. A stage had just been sighted, and this bore the North Grammar"s diamond champions. A few moments later the stage drew up at the edge of the field, and Hi Martin and his fellows piled out, each proudly resplendent in showy uniform of red and white, with red caps and stockings. The North Grammar boys were dandies, and they appeared to want, everyone to realize the fact. They formed at the roadside and marched on to the field in step.
"Halt!" commanded Captain Hi Martin. Then he looked around curiously.
"If the Centrals are here yet, why don"t they come out of the crowd and receive us?" inquired Martin rather pompously. His insinuation that d.i.c.k"s fellows might be mixed with the crowd was a slur on the Central boys not possessing uniforms.
"Our fellows are not here yet, but they will be soon, you bet,"
called back a Central boy. "It"s only twenty minutes past four."
"Spread out, men, and practice," directed Hi Martin.
"Yah! yah!" jeered a Central boy. "Get all the practice you can---you"ll need it."
"These ragam.u.f.fins are pretty full of brag," observed Hi scornfully to one of his lieutenants.
"They"re just the kind of fellows that always do brag," returned the player addressed. "Their brag will all be gone within a half an hour. You"ll see."
"Yes," agreed Hi thoughtfully. "If we can"t trim this crowd to-day, then they"re some wonders at ball. They don"t have any idea how long we"ve been training in order to give them this tr.i.m.m.i.n.g."
Some of Hi"s players had already spread out over the field, and were doing some rapid pa.s.sing. Certainly Hi"s fielders promised well, from the little glimpse of their skill that was now had.
Then one of their best batsmen took up the willow, driving a few long, swift fielders.
"This will get the Centrals nervous before they start, if they see any of our work," laughed one of Hi"s players.
Truth to tell, the North Grammar boys did show some pretty work.
Ted Teall looked on approvingly.
"Prescott has met his match to-day," remarked Ted to a friend.
"These Norths will bother you, too, won"t they, Ted?"
"Us? No; not a bit. We can play all around the Norths. But Central will have to take third place when the series is done."
"The Centrals haven"t got rattled and skulked, have they?" called Hi Martin at last.
A disdainful yell came back from the a.s.sembled Central boys.
"Then some one hurry over and tell "em that it"s time to hustle on to the field and take their medicine," urged Hi. "We don"t want to have the game called for darkness before we"re half through."
"The Centrals will be here on time," called back one of Old Dut"s boys. "Don"t you worry any about them. d.i.c.k Prescott is holding the watch over our crowd."
"It"s four twenty-seven," announced Hi, consulting his gold watch.