Over one arm he carried jacket and trousers; in the other hand he bore a pair of shoes and of socks.

That the clothing was patched and the shoes looked fit only for a tramp's use did not disguise the meaning of the scene from any beholder, for the news of that Saturday afternoon had traveled through the school world of Gridley.
"Cheer up, suh!" shrieked the colored boy shrilly.

"I'se bringing yo' duds!" Then the ball came from the box, but Hi was demoralized by the roar of laughter that swept over the field.
A moment later the rather haughty captain of the North Grammar nine had been struck out and retired.

His face was red, his eyes flashing.
"Teall, we might expect something rowdyish from your crowd of muckers," declared Martin scornfully, as the sides changed.
"If I were you, Martin, I wouldn't do much talking to-day," grinned Ted.

"It's bad for the nerves." A half a dozen times thereafter the colored boy was seen scurrying with "the duds." He took good care, however, to keep away from the foul lines, and so did not come under the orders of the umpire.
Whenever the mascot appeared with his burden he raised a laugh.
Hi could not steel himself against a combination of anger and hurt pride.