“That won’t do, Shell,” said Dr. Rudden sternly. “This is a matter that concerns the entire school—to have a winning nine. Every student is entitled to vote.”
“Hurrah!” yelled Tom. “This is a victory all right. The end of Hiram, Luke and Company has come.”
“You’ll pitch on the school team, Joe!” called Peaches in our hero’s ear.
“I’d like to,” Joe answered back, “but I’m afraid——”
“All in favor of having a change in pitchers, since Frank Brown has been good enough, and manly enough, to say that he knows his own weakness—all in favor of a change vote ‘aye,’” directed the chairman.
“Aye!” came in a thunderous chorus.
“Contrary minded——”
“No!” snapped Hiram. Luke and Jake Weston followed with feeble negatives. They, too, were beginning to see which way the wind blew.
“Whom will you have for pitcher?” asked the Professor. “Can you decide now, or will you wait and——”
“Decide now!” was yelled. “Joe Matson for pitcher! Baseball Joe. Joe Matson!” was cried in different parts of the room.