[CHAPTER XXX]
GOOD NEWS—CONCLUSION
There were the usual cheers first by the victors and then by the vanquished, and it would be hard to say which were the heartiest. For Morningside was a good loser and next to a well-beaten rival, she loved a staunch victorious one.
“You fellows certainly did us up good and proper—the worst beating we ever got,” admitted Captain Dalton to Ward.
“That’s what we came here for,” was the reply. “It was Joe’s twirling that did it.”
“Get out!” cried the modest pitcher.
“Yes, that certainly held us down,” went on Dalton. “We couldn’t seem to find you. I’ll need some new pitchers next season, I guess, for you certainly batted Ted and Sam all over. But I’m not kicking. How are you fixed for next year, Joe? Don’t you want to come to Morningside?” and he laughed.
“I don’t know,” answered our hero. “I haven’t quite made up my mind what I shall do. I’m going to play ball, I know that much, anyhow.”
“I should think you would—any fellow who can twirl the horsehide as you can. Well, might as well get off these togs,” spoke Dalton. “I won’t need ’em here any more this season, though I’m going to join some amateur team for the vacation if I can.”