Coulter had not recovered his nerve, and the next batter got a safe hit into right field, while Danny Griswold's short legs fairly twinkled as he scudded down to third and then tore up the dust in a mighty effort to get home on a single.
Every Yale man was on his feet cheering again, and Danny certainly covered ground in a remarkable manner. Head first he went for the plate.
The right fielder secured the ball and tried to stop Danny at the plate by a long throw. The throw was all right, but Griswold was making too much speed to be caught.
The instant Old Put, who had returned to the coach line, saw that the fielder meant to throw home, he howled for the batter to keep right on for second.
Griswold scored safely, and the catcher lost little time in throwing to second.
"Slide!" howled a hundred voices.
The runner obeyed, and he got in under the baseman, who had been forced to take a high throw.
It is impossible to describe what followed. The most of the Yale spectators acted as if they had gone crazy, and those in sympathy with Harvard showed positive alarm.
Two or three men got around the captain of the Harvard team and asked him to take out Coulter.
"Put in Peck!" they urged. "They've got Coulter going, and he will lose the game right here if you do not change."