“He’s the boy with red hair that lives on Parker Street, isn’t he?” asked Herbert.
“Yes, and he’s got a new baseball.”
“Then we want him,” decided Tommy, quickly. “We’ll need a good ball, and we’ve got one bat, the one I just bought. It will take quite a while to get an outfit, but I guess we can do it.”
“Where can we play, though?” asked Joie Grubb, doubtfully, as he puffed along with the others.
“What’s the matter with Mr. Bashford’s lot?” suddenly asked Teddy. “It’s plenty big enough, and it’s good and level. I’m sure he’d let us use it if we asked him.”
“It’s too far out,” said Billie.
“It only takes about ten minutes to get there, and we wouldn’t break any windows,” went on Teddy.
“Where is it?” asked Tommy, and the others told him how to get to the lot by following the main street out to the old flour mill, and then turning down a country lane.
“I’ll go look at it to-morrow,” decided our hero, “and I’ll ask Mr. Bashford if we can use it.”
“Say, it takes you to do things!” exclaimed Herbert.