“No!” cried the quartette in a chorus.
“Oh, it’s going to be great,” went on the lad who imagined he was a jumper. “I’m going in for the running broad, and maybe the high. I’m practicing now.”
“Say, tell us about it,” begged Phil.
“Oh, there’s nothing settled,” interposed Jerry Jackson. “Some of the fellows are talking of getting up a league for all-around athletics, and I think it would be a good thing.”
“Is it only talk so far?” asked Tom.
“That’s all,” replied Joe Jackson, the other Jersey twin. “But there is going to be a preliminary meeting in a few nights, and then it will be decided. Are you fellows in for it?”
“We sure are!” cried the four friends.
The idea spread rapidly, and a few nights later there was a preliminary meeting in the Randall gymnasium concerning the new league. Representatives were present from Fairview, Boxer Hall and Exter, and one and all declared themselves in favor of something to open the season before the baseball schedule had the call.
“What will you go in for, Tom?” asked Sid, as the four inseparables were in their room after the committee session.
“Oh, I don’t know. I guess I won’t do much. I’m going to save myself for the diamond. There’s enough others to uphold the honor of Randall. There are Frank, and Phil and you.”