“A dandy!” agreed Teddy.
“It cost a quarter,” spoke Tommy, proudly. “Say, now, will you join a nine if I get one up? I’m sure I can.”
“Why, yes, I’d like to belong,” answered Teddy, slowly.
“So would I,” came from Billie. “I can’t play very good, though.”
“Oh, we’ll have to have practice,” agreed Tommy. “And maybe the fellows from Millton, where we moved from, will come over and play us some day.”
“Where can we play?” asked Billie. “There’s only one ball field in town, and the big fellows use that. They never allow us on it.”
“Oh, we’ll have a diamond of our own,” declared Tommy. “We can fix up some vacant lot. Anything will do for a start. I guess some man will let us play in his lot, and maybe we can get enough money for a back-stop and uniforms. That would be dandy!”
“Where’d we get the money?” asked Teddy.
“Earn it,” came quickly from Tommy. “Cut grass, run errands, and things like that. We can do it! Say, do you know any other fellows we can get to join the nine? We need six more.”
“Yes, I guess we can find some,” answered Teddy, and then, as another lad came suddenly around the corner of the street—a lad taller and stronger than either of the three—Billie interrupted by calling: