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But the letters have been put on so that they can be easily changed around to read G.C." "What'll that stand for?" quizzed Teall, winking at some of the other fellows. "Why, we'll change the letters around after we've played this series, and then the letters will stand for Grammar Champions." "Oh, I see," grinned Ted. "My, but that will be kind of you, to give our fellows the jerseys."
"That's what kept me home a little later than I intended to stay there," Dick replied. "I have been thinking, since last night, how I could take some of the starch out of Ted Teall, and have some way of throwing the horse laugh back on the South Grammar boys in case they start anything funny enough to rattle us." "How did the thinking get on?" Tom wanted to know.
"What fellow was it that started the yelling?" demanded Ted huskily. "Why?" challenged three or four of the Souths. "I want to know who he is -that's all," muttered Ted. In a moment there was a mix-up. But Teall wasn't popular at that moment. A captain who had led his men into a whitewash was entitled to no very great consideration. "Let go of that bat!" roared Ted, as he felt it seized.
So far, though the Centrals had made some bases, none of their players had succeeded in scoring at the plate. One of Hi Martin's players had scored a run in the first inning and another in the third. "Teall is a torment, isn't he?" whispered Dick. "He is now," muttered Dave. "He won't be after this game is finished." "Why not?" "I'm going to trim some of the funny talk out of him after the game."
"How do you feel now, Chromos?" bawled Ted Teall at the beginning of the seventh. The score was now three to two in favor of Central Grammar. It was still there when the seventh ended, and also at the finish of the eighth. Then the North Grammars went to bat for the first half of the ninth.
"What's the use of a guard over our clothes?" queried Dave. "There isn't another soul besides ourselves in these woods this afternoon." "Go on thinking that!" chuckled Teall. Running out on a log and putting his hands together, Dick dived. "How's the water?" called Tom. "Cold," Prescott answered, blowing out a mouthful as he struck out for the middle of the pond. "You'd better keep out."
This angry expression slipped past Hi's lips unguardedly. By this time Dick Prescott was on shore. His quick, keen glances took in the patent fact that some one had removed all the discarded clothing from sight. "So Ted Teall was around here, and you knew that he was going to take our clothing?" demanded Dick, flashing a searching look at Hi Martin.
"What I was thinking, fellows, was that we are obliged to meet the South Grammar nine on the diamond to-day." "We're not afraid of them," scoffed Dave. "No," Dick went on, "but I've an idea that we're up against an ordeal, after a fashion. You all know what a guyer Ted Teall is -how he nearly broke up our match with the Norths last Wednesday afternoon."
But you'd have to look in the newspaper almanacs of 1891 to find out who made up the People's Municipal League. Oh, yes! I remember one name: Ollie Teall; dear, pretty Ollie and his big dog. They're about all that's left of the League. Now take the reform movement of 1894.
"So it is," Darrin agreed. "Hurrah!" Little more was said for a few moments. All the fellows of Dick & Co. were busy in getting their clothing off. "Say, but I hope you fellows get far enough away from your duds!" breathed Teall vengefully, as he watched through the screen of leaves.
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