Produced by Jim Ludwig
THE CHUMS OF SCRANTON HIGH OUT FOR THE PENNANT
or
In the Three Town League
byDonald Ferguson
CHAPTERS
I. Some of the Scranton Boys
II. The Man with the Cough
III. Hugh has Suspicions
IV. The Barnacle that Came to Stay
V. Scranton Tackles Bellevue High
VI. A Hot Finish
VII. What Thad Saw
VIII. A Bad Outlook for Brother Lu
IX. Setting the Man Trap
X. How Jim Pettigrew Fixed It
XI. Something Goes Wrong
XII. Scranton Fans Have a Painful Shock
XIII. Hugh Tries His "Fade-Away" Ball
XIV. Farmer Bernard Collects His Bill
XV. The Puzzle is Far from Being Solved
XVI. An Adventure on the Road
XVII. The Wonderful News
XVIII. When the Wizard Waves His Wand
XIX. Scranton High Evens Matters Up
XX. A Glorious Finish—-Conclusion
"Too bad that rain had to come, and spoil our practice for today, boys!"
"Yes, and there's only one more chance for a work-out between now andthe game with Belleville on Saturday afternoon, worse luck, becausehere it's Thursday."
"We need all the practice we can get, because if that O.K. fellow,who dropped in to see us from Belleville, tells the truth, both hisclub and Allandale are stronger than last year. Besides, I hear theyhave each set their hearts on winning the championship of the ThreeTown High School League this season."
"For one, I know I need more work at the bat. I've improved some, but
I'm not satisfied with myself yet."
"You've improved a whole lot, Owen!"
"That's right, 'Just' Smith, he's made such progress in bunting, andpicking out drops and curves and fast ones, under the watchful eye ofour field captain, Hugh Morgan here, that several other fellows on thenine are below him in batting average right now, and I regret to sayI'm one of the lot."
The boy who answered to the name of Owen turned red at hearing thishonest praise on the part of his fellow students of Scranton High;but his eyes sparkled with genuine pleasure at the same time.
A bunch of well-grown and athletic-looking high-school boys had leftthe green campus, with its historical fence, behind them, and were ontheir way home. It was in the neighborhood of two o'clock, withschool over for the day.
Just as one of them had said, a drizzly rain in the morning hadspoiled all chance for that day of doing any practice in the way ofplaying ball. Mr. Leonard, second principal of the Scranton schoolsunder Dr. Carmack (who was also county supervisor, with dominion overthe Allandale and Belleville schools), had consented to act as coachto the baseball team this season. He was a Princeton grad. and hadgained quite some little fame as a member of the Tiger nine that sweptYale off its feet one great year.
Besides Owen Dugdale, there were "Just" Smith, Thad Stevens, HughMorgan, Kenneth Kinkaid and Horatio Juggins in the bunch that startedoff from the school grounds in company, though they would presentlybreak away as they neared their several homes.
"Just" Smith had another name, for he had been christened Justin;but he himself, in answering to the calls for Smith, would alwayscall out "Just Smith, that's all," and in the course of time it clungto him like a leech.
Kenneth Kinkaid, too,