But baseball's an old story.

We've had football since, and now--" "Wait a minute! Football?
Why, now I do remember.

You had a football team there and--and wa'n't there somethin' queer, some sort of a--a robbery, or stealin', or swindlin' connected with it?
Seems's if I'd heard somethin' like that." Mr.Wingate looked his friend over, winked, and asked a question.
"Sol," he said, "you ain't forgot how to keep a secret ?" The depot master smiled.

"I guess not," he said.
"Well, then, I'm goin' to trust you with one.

I'm goin' to tell you the whole business about that robbin'.