Woods looked Smithers over, and then sent in a swift one that the little man let pass.
The umpire called a ball.
"Whew!" exclaimed Diamond. "That's what I call speed."
"You don'd peen aple to seen dot pall ad all, eh?" cried Hans.
"Merry," said Bart, "Woods is the first fellow I ever saw who reminded me of you in the box."
Smithers went after the next ball, but fouled it over the fence, and a new ball was put into play. Again and again he fouled.
"You are finding him," cried the Rockland rooters.
At last Smithers hit it fairly on the trade mark, and sent it out into right field for a single.
The Rockland crowd was delighted.