Whew! They go like greased lightning when they're sprinting around the diamond." "Well, why shouldn't they run ?" demanded Hi.

"Prescott and his fellows have been running every day since the snow went away." "I wish our Norths had been running all the time, too," sighed Bill.
The Souths were playing desperately well in the field.

Dick's side came in for the ninth, but did not succeed in getting another run.
"Now, watch 'em closely, fellows," counseled Dick, as, from the benches, he started his men out to the field.

"The Souths are mad and game, and they may get runs enough in this last half to beat us.

Play, all the time, as if you didn't know what it was to be tired.