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Driven at top speed, and with the engine "doing its prettiest," as Roy boasted, they made good time. In and out they went, over the course, now and then pausing to speak some clammer, but getting no information, save in one or two instances. But they learned enough to know that they were on the right track. "Are you going to cruise all night," asked Mollie.
Clammer now rode the air; he soared; he was in the clouds; it was his inning and he had utterly forgotten his team mates, except inasmuch as they were performing mere little automatic movements to direct the great machinery in his direction for his sole achievement and glory. There is fate in baseball as well as in other walks of life.
I had smelled the same odor and had not learned to like it in far-off Ceylon, at the great pearl fisheries of the Orient. The "clammer" seemed immune. Presently, he introduced to us a woman, very old, extraordinarily forbidding of visage, and unspeakably profane of speech, who emerged from the tent; his mother, he said.
They ran out just as the boys came up, and the fruitless chase resulted. "What sort of men were they?" asked Betty of the girl who had given the alarm. "Oh, I don't know, Miss Betty," was the half-sobbed reply. "But you must know! Did he wear a tall hat or " "A tall hat? Of course not, miss. He was like a tramp, or a fisherman maybe a clammer." "That's how I sized them up," Allen said. "Fishermen.
Reddy Clammer was a grand-stand player the kind all managers hated and he was hitting .305. He made circus catches, circus stops, circus throws, circus steals but particularly circus catches. That is to say, he made easy plays appear difficult. He was always strutting, posing, talking, arguing, quarreling when he was not engaged in making a grand-stand play.
Now I, too, am a student of the great law of averages, because I am or was a director in a great life insurance company. You say the luck is bad. Like other adventurers, I say that under the law of averages, it is time for the luck to change." "The luck's with you," growled the clammer, "it's ag'in me." Unconsciously, he put a finger to his swollen nose. "What'll you gimme?" he demanded.
Other retorts followed, which Reddy Clammer deigned not to notice. At last he got a bat that suited him and then, importantly, dramatically, with his cap jauntily riding his red locks, he marched to the plate. Some wag in the bleachers yelled into the silence, "Oh, Maggie, your lover has come!"
Red jumped high and the bat skipped along the ground toward the bench. The players sidestepped and leaped and, of course, the bat cracked one of Delaney's big shins. His eyes popped with pain, but he could not stop laughing. One by one the players lay down and rolled over and yelled. The superior Clammer was not overliked by his co-players.
Reddie turned first base, flitted on toward second, went headlong in the dust, and shot to the base before White got the throw-in from Babcock. Then, as White wheeled and lined the ball home to catch the scoring Clammer, Reddie Ray leaped up, got his sprinter's start and, like a rocket, was off for third.
Gilbat lost the game; Clammer throwed it away again, and now Reddie Ray's due to win it.... I'm all in, but I wouldn't miss the finish to save my life." Delaney's deep presaging sense of baseball events was never put to a greater test. And the seven Stars, with the score tied, exhibited the temper and timber of a championship team in the last ditch.
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