“Hurrah for the Medals!” shouted some of the students.
“Now we must get on to that curved ball,” said Jack, as Harry Blossom went to the plate.
But Harry could no more than knock a foul and then went out on three strikes.
“Now, Jack!” called out Bart. “See if you can’t whack it out.”
Jack grasped his bat firmly and looked at Baxter sharply. The bully’s face wore a sickly grin. Jack had a strike called on him before he tried to hit the sphere. Then came another strike.
“Baxter is going to strike Ruddy out too!”
“No use of talking, Dan is a great pitcher this season.”
Again the ball came in, but it was too low and the umpire called it a ball.
Then the sphere came in just right. Jack saw it curving and did not bring his bat around until the last instant. Then followed a bunt, and while Dan Baxter fumbled with the ball Jack got to first.
“Hullo, he got to first anyway!”