Part 25 (1/2)

”Well, those first two men up managed to find the ball,” returned Tom, hopefully.

But if Brill had not fared well in that inning, Roxley did no better, so far as bringing in runs were concerned. But the Roxley batters found Phelps quite easily, pounding out numerous fouls.

”The score is two to two,” remarked Chester Waltham, when the Brill team came up to the bat in the fifth inning. In this, with one man out, Sam managed to send a neat drive directly past the Roxley shortstop. He gained first with ease, and then, taking a desperate chance, slid safely to second.

”Good work, Rover! Keep it up!” came from one of his chums.

”That won't do him any good. They can't bring it in,” called out a Roxley sympathizer, and he proved to be a true prophet, for the inning came to an end with no additional runs, Sam getting no chance to advance beyond the second bag.

”Now, then, Phelps, keep cool,” admonished Bob, when in the second half of the fifth inning the Brill pitcher pa.s.sed the first batter on b.a.l.l.s.

”All right, I'll do my best,” answered Dare Phelps. ”But I must confess my arm is beginning to hurt me,” he added.

”Do you want to drop out?” questioned the captain, quickly.

”Oh, no, not until they hit me more than they have,” responded the Brill pitcher, grimly.

There followed one out, but after that came some free hitting which brought in two runs.

”Hurrah! Hurrah!” shouted the Roxley students.

”Two to four in favor of Roxley! That's the way to do it! Snow 'em under!”

”Steady, Phelps, steady,” warned the Brill captain. But it was of no avail, and the only way Brill could bring that inning to a finish was by the clever work of two of the fielders in capturing two flies which looked as if they might be home runs.

When the board showed the score of 2 to 4 Roxley went wild once more, while the followers of Brill looked correspondingly glum.

”Maybe you had better give Jack Dudley a chance,” suggested Bob to Dare Phelps, when the two walked into the benches.

”Oh, let me try it just once more!” pleaded the pitcher. ”Anybody might have let in those two runs.”

”All right, Phelps, I'll give you one more chance,” answered Bob, somewhat sharply. ”You know we don't want this game to go to Roxley if we can possibly help it.”

In the sixth inning Brill scored another goose egg. Then Roxley came once more to the bat, and on the first ball pitched by Phelps scored a home run, amid a yelling and cheering that could be heard for a great distance.

”Whoop! That's the way to do it! Five to two in favor of Roxley!”

”Keep it up, boys! Snow 'em under! Snow 'em under!” And then the Roxley crowd began a song, the refrain of which was: ”We're here to-day to bury them!”

The cheering was still at its height when Bob motioned to Jack Dudley, who had been warming up in a corner of the field, to come forward and take Dare Phelps' place. There was a cheer from Brill for the new pitcher, while Phelps retired rather crestfallen.

”Now, then, Dudley, put 'em out in one-two-three order!” was the cry.

”We've killed off one pitcher; now kill off the next!” came the cry from the Roxleyites.

”Take it easy, Dudley,” warned Bob. ”Give 'em your inshoot and that new fadeaway.”

”I'll give 'em all that is in me,” returned Jack Dudley, with a determined look on his lean, and somewhat angular, face.

The first man up got two b.a.l.l.s and two strikes. Then came a foul tip, followed by another strike.