Did he start a batting bee all over again?
Well, not that any one could notice it.

The best he could do was to fan the air on two successive occasions, and then send up a twisting foul that Thad Stevens managed to hold, after a pretty erratic chase back and forth.
Now it was the loyal home fans who began to root long and hard.

They scented victory, and it seemed good after so much bitter humiliation at the hands of this newly organized team, most of them strange to their positions, and capable of many fielding errors, but able to remedy this by their ability to bat.
The third out followed in quick succession.

Scranton sighed with relief, and the fielders had had a rest.

They were really getting tired of chasing wildly after all those terrific smashes, and of seeing the big fellows running the bases at will.
Hugh led off in the next inning, and the renewed confidence put in the whole team by the change of pitchers showed itself.