The Lucky Seventh

irst on an error by the third baseman, the next three players went out in order, Lanny on a foul tha

ouldn't handle. With the bases full, things looked bad for Clearfield. Tom knocked down House's drive, however, held Townsend at third, and worked the first out. Then Leary, after spoiling three good ones, fouled out to Lanny, and Clearfield breathed easier. But Pink Northrop, although a tail-ender on the

s a fine opening for a bright young man bet

punk," replied Harry doubtfully. "W

it out. Get to first and tr

and there was one out. Gordon, behind first, looked worried as Will faced the pitc

ter very soon found himself in a hole. The umpire didn't like Porter's of

ing Gordon on the coaching line. "He's all in

in. At first Will was dancing back and forth and Jack was coaching at the top of his lungs, while from behind third Lanny was offering his budget of advice and comment. Porter wound up

e grass in front of him and bounded erratically aside. At third Lanny waved Will on to the plate. Gordon, pausing a few yards past first, took up his running again while the center fielder turned and raced back for the rolling ball.

side of the diamond a strange silence held. Way tapped the base impatiently with his fav

or your base, Way. You don't have to hit it!

third and Way raced toward first. Shortstop got the ball on a low bound, cast a hurried look toward third and pelted it across to

nted himself with dancing up the base line a few yards to draw the throw. The ball went back to

got them guessing, Ha

fellows!" responded Harry. "

to clear that base, and then, anticipating a steal, threw out to the catcher. But Way hugged first and only grinned, while the umpire announced "One ball!" Then a curve went over the corner of the plate

k!" called Harry. "He

ine. Second baseman ran to cover that bag. Perhaps he thought a throw to the plate would fail to head off the speeding runner from third, or perhaps he had some idea of starting a double play. At all events, Chase tossed the ball quickly toward second. It reached there simultaneously with sec

ond; Lanny, enjoined to wait for his base, stood idle while the pitcher slammed four balls past him, and then, with the bases full, and one out, Fudge,

st a yard over his head, he knocked it down with his right, spoiling what was intended for a two-bagger, and sped it to the plate ten feet in front of Pete, who, with the possible exception o

er worked a low ball over for a strike, followed it with a ball wide of the plate, coaxed him with a slow one that failed to entice Harry or please the umpire and then tried to sneak a fast one across in the groove. But Harry saw it coming, laid all his strength along that slender piece of ash he held and swung!

the ninth, although some poor base-running on the part of the visitors did more than any efforts of the home team to save the plate in that inning. And in the last half of the ninth the Point actually got a

earfield and bats were gathered up and the two teams started off the field. They came together at the corner of the hotel and Caspar cal

"Say, Gordon, I've got my car here. Come on back with me, won

ged," murmured

ant you to see ho

rdon, trying to pull away fro

you out. I'll run as sl

t enthusiasm. "Oh, Dick! I'm going back

and Gordon saw the blue runabout standing at the side of the road. It was a very attr

. "And go! Say, I went nearly forty

ick saw you, I guess. He said y

had to slow down for a team. You ought to have seen me the other

ile stunt to-day I'll fall out

All right. In you get. Pretty

the dusty road and headed toward Clearfield at a mo

I don't want him to, but I supp

ular stunts as you did the other day. Folks on the trolley,

safe in this thing as you are in the trolley. Safer, I guess. Remember whe

trolley," replied Gordon. "There it goes

ing still!" Morris pulled down his throttle and the little car bounded forward

don't care whether they did o

said, "that wasn't fast. We were only

grumbled Gordon,

e explained. "Watch the long hand. We're doing sixteen now. I'll hit her

the love of mud, Morris, ke

e feet there," pr

hing wabbles so it gi

ed Morris. "I can keep her as st

easily. "And-and here's another car coming,

urther and, to Gordon's relief, hugged the fence pretty closely while a big gray touring car

ng to have one like that. These little cars are all right to k

yway?" grumbled Gordon. "Isn't t

ee," laughed Morris. "Why, twenty miles

ghed Gordon. "Besides, this r

There was a bump, a crash, the