We've just got to clinch that, as sure as anything, if we hope to have a look-in at that pennant." "We're going to do it, Thad," said Hugh, with set teeth.

"Once we put Belleville in the soup for keeps we can devote our undivided attention to Allandale.

They have the jump on us, of course, owing to hard luck.

But, thank goodness, Alan Tyree is all right again, and he told me this morning he felt that his arm was better than ever before.

That means Belleville won't be able to do anything with his delivery tomorrow afternoon." "This time we play on our own grounds," suggested Thad, "and the advantage is all in our favor.