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"My, but won't there be gloom around Pornell Academy to-night! It will be thick enough to cut with a knife." "They were never in it from the start," piped up Sam Rover. "And they were all heavier than our team, too," he added, proudly. "It was science, not weight, that won the match," said Frank Harrington. "Yes, it was science," broke in Larry Colby.
"He's crawling up!" "Go in, Gray!" came in a shout from some Pornell sympathizers. Gray was one of the pair striving for second place. Now he shot ahead, and in a second more was close upon Fred Garrison's heels. The pace was truly terrific from the very start, and long before the turn was gained De Long and Hollbrook dropped out, satisfied that they could not win.
Then came a heavy hit, and the score went up to 5 to 2. But that was the last of it, so far as Pornell was concerned. "Now, Putnam Hall, see what you can do!" Larry was at the bat, and cautious about striking. "One strike!" called the umpire, as the boy let a good ball go by.
This was all Larry had to tell, and he hurried to arrange the fireworks. The celebration was a grand success, and lasted until almost midnight. The boys had brought along a lot of Roman candles and skyrockets, and these they set off from the top of one of the tallest trees on the grounds. "So that the Pornell fellows can see them," said Sam.
Hurrah!" The cry was correct. Just three minutes before the end of the first half the Pornell team scored a touchdown. Instantly preparations were made to kick a goal if possible. But the kick was a failure, and the two sides retired for the half with the score standing 4 to 0 in Pornell Academy's favor. Glumly the Hall boys retired to their dressing room, there to be rubbed down by their chums.
He pointed to a cleared spot behind the bushes and there, on the ground, lay the torn-up posts and boards. Evidently somebody had dragged them thither in great haste. "It's the work of some thorough rascal!" cried Sam. "Somebody who meant mischief to our stage." "Maype dis vos der vork of dem Pornell Academy fellers," suggested Hans. "No, they are gentlemen, not scoundrels," replied Tom.
"It's going to be a close game," said an old player from, Cedarville. "I'm not betting on either side." The second innings passed without any scoring being done. In the third innings the Pornell team made two runs. In the next innings Putnam Hall pulled a single run "out of the fire," as Dick put it, for it was his tally, made on a slide halfway from third base.
"Here's something for you, Sedley!" cried Andy, and sent a handful of peanut shells into the Pornell student's face. "I'll fix you fellows!" roared Roy Bock in a rage, and catching up a heavy book that was on the seat beside him he started to throw the volume at Jack and Pepper. But the volume slipped and went sailing in the air in another direction, catching poor Peleg Snuggers on the cheek.
Richards, after lining the boys up and telling them of the conditions of the race. There was a dead silence. "Go!" shouted the starter. Away went the eight skaters, side by side each striking out bravely. Fred was in the lead, with two Pornell boys a close second, while Tom Rover was fourth. "Go in, Tom, you must win!" sang out Dick excitedly. "Hurrah for Tubby!" came from several others.
Then came a foul, and then a hard drive to left field, and amid a wild, cheering the Pornell batsman gained second base in safety. "That's the way to do it, Cornwall! Keep it up, Snader!" The second player now came up, and again the ball came in. Tom was as nervous as before, and another hit was made, and the player covered first, while the man on second went to third.
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