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There was a moment's silence in which Ken heard his heart beat. Dale rose slowly from his seat, the look on his frank face changing from welcome to intense amazement and then wild elation. "Whoop!" he shouted. "Lock the door! Worry Arthurs, this's your best bet ever!" Dale dashed at the coach, hugged him frantically, then put his head out of the door to bawl: "Sophs! Sophs! Sophs! Hurry call!

He bought his papers and set off for his usual beat. Scenting a fight a good many of the boys followed. As Dick had said, Tode found the big fellow on the ground, lustily crying his papers. Tode marched straight up to him. "See here, Carrots, this's my beat. You clear out d'ye hear?" he shouted. The big fellow leered at him scornfully, and without a word in response, went on calling his papers.

"I was afraid he would. Smart fellow, that Wheaton." "He didn't get away," said McNamara. "He's in town yet. Just let me land him in jail on some excuse! I'll hold him till snow flies." Struve sank into a chair and lit a cigarette with wavering hand. "This's a hell of a game, ain't it, Mac? D'you s'pose we'll win?" The man overhead pricked up his ears. "Win? Aren't we winning?

"Peg, I said once you and me were goin' to get along. I said also that college baseball is played with the heart. You lost your heart. So did most of the kids. Well, it ain't no wonder. This's a tryin' time. I'm playin' them against each other, and no fellow knows where he's at. Now, I've seen all along that you weren't a natural infielder.

Si was too deeply exercised about getting his squad together to pay attention to Shorty or the jeering, taunting railroaders. He became very fearful that some of them had been caught and badly hurt, probably killed, by the remorseless locomotives. "This's wuss'n a battle," he remarked to the boys around him. "I'd ruther take you out on the skirmish-line than through them trains agin."

What do I care if the fiddle is or it ain't one of them genu-ine Who's This's? Once you give a thing you give a thing, ain't it? And I don't care what experts says nor nothing." Felix Geigermann blushed. When Emil Pilz had called on him the night before he had scented the object of the visit and had exhibited not Abe's gift but the Karanyi Amati.

"I'd never hev stood for thet scurvy trick. Now, miss, this's the toughest camp I ever seen. I mean tough as to wimmen! For it ain't begun to fan guns an' steal gold yet." "Why did Kells want me insulted?" asked Joan. "Wal, he's got to hev a reason for raisin' an orful fuss," replied Wood. "Fuss?" "Shore," replied Wood, dryly. "What for?"

If I didn't know it do you s'pose I'd say so? Well, then! Come, I'll introduce you to him O he's all right! he's just as white and modest as either of us; come on!" March proved himself both modest and white, and as he walked away, "This's a stra-a-ange world!" moralized the commercial man. "'Tain't him I'm thinking of, it's her! She's in trouble, Tom; in trouble.

His spirits were rising. "J" stated the operator patiently. "Well, jay then," said Billy, "WhaddoIcare?" "Just-a-minute-please," and suddenly the Chief's voice boomed out reassuringly. Billy cast a furtive eye back of him in the dusk and fell to his business with relief. "Say, Chief, that you? This's Bill! Say, Chief, I wantcha he'p right away pretty quick! Got a line on those guys!

"I'm payin' the boys forty a month, but thet's not enough fer you." "Yes, that'll do." "Good, it's settled," concluded Belllounds, rising. Then he saw his son standing inside the door. "Say, Jack, shake hands with Bent Wade, hunter an' all-around man. Wade, this's my boy. I've jest put him on as foreman of the outfit, an' while I'm at it I'll say thet you'll take orders from me an' not from him."

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