"Didn't you say that would put us away at the top in Grammar School baseball ?" "It will help us a long way," assented Dick.

"Yet it won't do everything.

Each of us has to be as nearly perfect as possible in the position that he has to play.

That's why we really need a lot more practice than we've had on the real field." "The worst of it is" suggested Tom, "that we've got all of the best players in the school on our regular nine, and the scrub nine isn't made up of fellows who can really give us any work." "Don't croak, Dick," begged Dave.

"This day is too perfect to have it spoiled by any calamity howling." Presently Darrin rolled over on his side once more.