United States or Guinea-Bissau ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
She had a genius for making friends also, and after an excellent champagne lunch, and a cup of tea captured for her by a pleasant-faced man whom she afterwards discovered to be the Earl of Roxley, she motored back to the railway station with a well-known aeronaut, who promised to take her for a "fly" some day.
"Well, I just got it, and no more," returned Sam, modestly. "He pulled me out of a hole," broke in Tom. "If it hadn't been for Sam, Roxley would have won the game." "But you did well, Tom, better than our other pitchers would have done," replied his brother, loyally. "Everybody says so. Why, four or five of those Roxley hitters can knock the ordinary pitcher clean out of the box."
"Oh, Songbird, they got in a run!" remarked Nellie, much dismayed. "Well, the game is young yet," returned the Brill student. Nevertheless, he felt much crestfallen to think that Roxley had scored first. With one run in, and a man on first, Roxley went to the bat with more confidence than ever.
"I'll win even if she doesn't care," he told himself. "I'll not do it for her, or myself I'll do it for the honor of Brill!" It is not my intention to give all the particulars of that game of football between Brill and Roxley, for the reason that I have many other things to tell about. Yet I feel that I must tell something of that great second half, which nobody who saw it will ever forget.
Then straight as an arrow from a bow he rushed for the goal line, crossed it, and sank limply down in front of the grandstand. "Hurrah for Dick Rover!" "Say, wasn't that a dandy run?" "Those brothers can certainly play!" "It's Brill's game now! Roxley is going to pieces!" Amid a great din the leather was taken down into the field and the goal was kicked. "Want to get out of the game?"
He saw nothing and heard nothing until on the grandstand he perceived a slender girlish form arise, wave a banner, and fairly scream: "Dick! Dick! Run! run! run!" "It's Dora," he thought. "Dora sees me! She wants me to win!" It was the last bit of inspiration he needed, and as a Roxley full-back came thundering up to him he threw the fellow headlong.
The seventh inning brought no change in the score. But in the eighth, Roxley added another run, bringing her total up to five. "Looks kind of bad," said Sam, to another substitute on the bench. "Five to two, and the ninth inning. We've got to play some if we want to beat them." "Sam, I want you!" cried Bob, coming up.
"Felder has twisted his foot, and you will have to take his place in left field," "Am I to bat in his place?" questioned the youngest Rover. "Yes." "All right. I'll do the best I can." There was silence around the grounds when the Brill team came to the bat. With the score 5 to 2 in favor of Roxley, it looked rather dubious for the visitors.
Every year there were two contests between Brill and Roxley, a rival college located some miles away. One contest was at baseball, and the other football. During the past Fall, Roxley had suffered its second defeat on the gridiron at the hands of Brill. But the Spring previous, its baseball nine had literally "wiped up the diamond" with Brill by a score of 6 to 0.
But it was not to be. With all her efforts, Brill managed, during this inning, to get no further than third. Tom came in for a try at the bat, but the best he could do was to send up a little pop fly that the rival pitcher gathered in with ease. Then Roxley came in once more, and added another run to her credit. "Hurrah for Roxley! That makes it two to nothing!"
Word Of The Day