DODGE AND RIPLEY HEAR SOMETHING Teall's grin, as he swung his stick and waited, was more impudent than ever.

He meant to show the bumptious Centrals a thing or two.
Then in came Dick's wickedest drop ball, and it looked so good that Captain Ted took a free chance.
"Strike one!" remarked Umpire Tozier.
Some of the grin vanished from Ted's face, but his eyes now flashed the fire of resolve.
"Strike two!" Teall began to feel little tremors running all up and down his spine.
"Steady, you idiot!" he warned himself.
"Ball one!" Captain Teall began to feel better.

Perhaps Dick's arm was beginning to grow stale.
"Strike three.

Out!" Ted started for the bench, hurling his bat before him.

He was full of self-disgust.
"A fellow never can guess when he has Dick thrashed," he said to a South beside him.
"I didn't expect to see you play out before him in the ninth, Ted," replied the classmate.
"Neither did I," muttered Teall gloomily.
"Strike three! Out!" sounded Umpire Tozier's droning voice.
Then Ted sat up straight, rubbing his eyes.
"Two out, and no one on bases!" groaned Ted.