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Some fine day when we're looking the other way, thinking we've even got it on the annual turnout of the cops up Broadway for class, why, Ours gets up easy on its hind legs, spits on its mitt, and hands us exactly what's coming to us, biff! and we wake up sitting on our necks in the middle of day-before-yesterday and year-after-next. I got mine.
"It's only a good turn," he said; "he did you a good turn, and so I had to do one for him, that's all. It's for the scouts too, and I don't care what they say." Then I happened to notice a catching mitt and a baseball over on a table near Skinny, where there was some medicine too. And then, all of a sudden, everything seemed to glisten like, especially when I blinked my eyes.
He wants Bob out o' the way, so he won't be on hand to draw cards, an' then this Carey person 'll just reach out his soft little mitt and rake in the jack-pot. All right, T. Morgan Carey! Bob's out of it, but even if he is a crook I'll string a bet with him, for Donnie's sake, an' I'll deal you a brace game an' you'll never know that the deck's been sanded."
"Okay, I'm all through with what I was doing up here. I'll get my bat and ball and we'll go out." "I'll play ball with you." "Tell you what you can do, Andy. I'll let you hold my catcher's mitt when I'm not using it. And I'll throw you a few easy ones. You're old enough to begin to learn to play baseball." Andy looked so pleased that Jerry's heart warmed to him. He decided that when Mr.
He sat under the tree; and when he saw Ted coming, he stood up slowly and went forward to meet the captain. "Say, Ted, any chance for me to get back?" Ted glanced at him sharply. "Get back for what?" "To play ball." The captain tossed him the mitt. "Sure. Here comes Don. Catch him. No curves he worked nine innings Saturday. Just a little warm-up." It was an awkward moment for Tim.
The trained and trusty Liars who, in every Community, wear Evening Clothes and stand around at Receptions, all crowded up to the Author and gave him the Cordial Mitt and boosted something scandalous. He didn't know that all of them Knocked after they got around the Dutch Lunch. He went home, sobbing with Joy.
He remembered how the old man had waited eagerly for his daughter to translate his and Archer's talk and of his humiliation at the shabby hospitality he must offer them. He took the helmet, a grim-looking thing, from the table where Archer had laid it, and read again, "Mitt Gott "
Well, Frank, there are some more 'dandy Rockets' where that came from, aren't there?" The Toyman was quite sure there were, and Father added, "And that baseball glove, that big catcher's mitt that Marmaduke always wanted do you 'spouse that's still in the store?" Again the Toyman seemed rather hopeful, and the promise was fulfilled on the following Saturday.
I felt wabbly and dizzy for a second, and I expect I gawps at him open faced. Then I takes a brace. Had to. I don't know how well I did it either, or how convincin' it sounded, but I found myself shakin' him by the mitt and sayin': "Congratulations, Westlake. You you've got a girl worth gettin', believe me!" "Thanks awfully, old man," says he, still pumpin' my arm up and down.
He took plenty of time to let everybody get quieted down, and then he quickly struck out the next man. The third man, however, managed to hit the ball fairly and knocked a fly into left field. It was gathered in easily, but the man on third held the bag till the fly was caught and made a desperate dash for home. The left fielder threw well, and the ball struck in the catcher's mitt.
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