Although their team was one of the best in the Amateur League, the rumor1 had spread abroad that it had been largely reconstructed by Colonel Carson for this game, and the near-by towns had sent their contingents3 of fans, in no little expectation.
Fardale field was crowded long before the time for the game. Before two o’clock the grand stand was sold out. There was no overflow4 crowd, since the long bleachers were full able to handle every one, but automobiles5 were parked by the score at all available points, and it looked as if ground rules would have to go into effect.
There had been a big shift in the Fardale team, also. News of this had leaked out, and consequently both cadets and baseball fans were eager to see what Captain Merriwell had done in the way of a shake-up.
Man after man purchased a score card, and then gazed at it in blank amazement6. If he happened to be a Fardale rooter, the amazement was tinctured with dismay. If he was a Clipper fan, he stared at his card in perplexity, and began to ask questions of the men around him.
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This was the line-up that caused the crowd so much confusion:
FARDALE.
Lowe, 3d b.
O’Day, r. f.
Kess, 2d b.
Clancy, 1st b.
Merriwell, p.
Harker, ss.
McQuade, c.
Chester, l. f.
Lang, c. f. CLIPPERS.
Ironton, ss.
Murray, 2d b.
Green, p.
Smith, 1st b.
Olcott, c.
Johnson, r. f.
Craven, 3d b.
Runge, l. f.
Merrell, c. f.
“That’s a queer proposition,” said a Clipper fan, turning to the man behind him. “Who’s this fellow Green? And Smith?”
“Search me. All we got left o’ the old Clippers is short and second.”
Over in the Fardale bleachers there was little short of a sensation, for Chip’s line-up had not been made public before the game.
“We’re gone!” groaned7 one man despairingly. “With Kess on second and O’Day out in the field, it’s ‘good night’ for us!”
“Merriwell must be crazy,” exclaimed another. “That blundering Dutchman can’t hit beans! And Lowe and Harker switched around, and a substitute in left field! I wish Ted2 Crockett had remained captain, by thunder!”
“Oh, pickles8!” scoffed9 a plebe derisively10. “Who[271] left the door open for you to get in? You wait and see what happens to those Clippers!”
None the less, Fardale was anxious. So were the Clipper sympathizers. When the time for practice drew near, the crowd was literally11 on its toes, watching for the first sight of the players. Both teams were an unknown quantity, in their present shape, and the only comfort remaining to Fardale was that Merriwell was slated12 to pitch. The umpires were two Yale men, specially13 obtained for the occasion.
Frank was forced to dismiss his worry over Bob Randall, as the time for work drew near. Nothing had been seen of Bully14 Carson, and Randall was due to witness the game from the principal’s box—partly as a guest, partly under surveillance. The village constable15 was somewhere about the field, hunting for Carson.
Colonel Carson himself was in evidence in the grand stand, laying as many bets as he could find Fardale takers. Most of these latter were out-of-town men, for there were few among the cadets themselves who cared to do any gambling16. The colonel knew nothing of his son, it appeared, and had not seen him that day.
“I’ve heard a lot about this Merriwell guy,” stated a Fardale fan to the world at large. “Has he got anything?”
“Has he!” A fat man below him turned around, brandishing17 a fan in one hand and a pop[272] bottle in the other. “Say, ever see the old Frank Merriwell pitch?”
“Uh-huh, once.”
“Well, the kid is a chip of the old block, take it from me!”
“I guess I’ll not let Colonel Carson slide past me, then,” and the Fardale rooter took out his pocketbook.
Finally a tremendous burst of cheering started in the bleachers and gradually spread around the field. The two teams had arrived for practice work! Every head was craned to look, and a howl of expectation rose as the Clippers took the field first.
The howl rose to a roar of applause as the ball began to whip around. The new Clipper infield was a wonder! Their precision was magnificent, and the way they put the sphere to the bases made Fardale gasp18.
With Coach Trayne, Merry stood watching them work. Off to one side, Green was limbering up with his catcher, Olcott. He was a tall, slender, wiry man with a very brown face and terrific speed to his practice ball.
“Chip, that fellow is a tartar!” murmured the coach. “Watch how easily he puts those sizzlers down, eh? He moves as if every muscle was run by clockwork!”
“He certainly is a beautiful pitcher19,” Frank said admiringly. “And look there—see that fellow[273] Craven pick up that hot one! Ironton and Murray are the only infielders left from their old team, but I guess Colonel Carson knew his business!”
Wild cheers went up as Craven picked a sizzler from the ground, darted20 to his base, and sent the ball across to third like a bullet. Just then a bat boy touched Merry’s arm.
“A man in one of the boxes wants to speak to you, Chip.”
Frank followed his guide back to the grand stand. A keen-eyed man with a long black cigar in his mouth was standing21 by the netting, and beckoned22.
“You wanted me?”
“Yes. Say, Merriwell, do you know that fellow Green—the Clippers’ pitcher?”
“Well, I’m a traveling man, but I’m rooting for Fardale. Did you ever hear of Southpaw Diggs?”
“Often. He’s one of the best pitchers24 in the country, if he’d let booze alone. What’s on your mind?”
“That fellow Green is a dead ringer for Diggs, Merriwell! He ain’t got Diggs’ big rainbow mustache, but I’ve seen Diggs work too often not to recognize that wind-up.”
Frank looked up at the man, startled.
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“Impossible, my friend! The Clippers are all amateurs——”
“Oh, rats! I know too much about the game to swallow that talk, Merriwell, especially when Colonel Carson talks it.”
Merry looked troubled. He knew Carson was crooked25 as a corkscrew, but it was incredible that such a barefaced26 thing could be attempted.
“If you can swear that Diggs and Green are one and the same,” suggested Frank, frowning, “we could protest him.”
“No,” returned the traveling man regretfully. “I never seen Diggs close up, but I could recognize that wind-up a mile away. I couldn’t swear to it very well, though.”
“Then the game has to go on,” said Frank.
At this point the man next to his informant, who had been listening, chipped in the conversation.
“Old man Carson is betting all kinds of money, Merriwell. If that fellow is really Diggs, would it queer the bets?”
“Not exactly,” said Merry. “If we could prove it, of course, the bets would be off, and so would the game. But I see no chance of proving it.”
“Well, I’m backin’ your crowd,” went on the man anxiously. “I had a bet at even money with the colonel’s son, but he must have got cold feet. He ain’t showed up.”
“Was it much of a bet?” asked Frank.
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“A thousand even.”
“You’d better keep your money in your pocket,” advised Chip, turning away. “Betting is mighty poor business, especially where the Carson crowd is mixed up in it.”
He stood looking across the field, suddenly thoughtful. A thousand dollars—and Bully Carson also had boasted that he had a thousand in cash to bet—and Hostetter had been robbed of exactly that amount!
“That’s a mighty queer coincidence,” reflected Merry, worried. “Hostetter and Bully were friends, according to Colonel Gunn. Could it be possible that Carson did steal that money? But where is he now?”
That was a mystery. Evidently Bully had failed to meet the man with whom he was to bet, yet he had left Randall’s room for that express purpose.
“I believe he can explain that theft,” muttered Frank. “And I’ll make it my business to find him after the game.”
Returning to Coach Trayne, he repeated the information given him by the traveling man, and Trayne watched Green closely.
“He does resemble Diggs in general outline,” admitted the coach. “And his wind-up and delivery are exactly similar. Chip, I’ve a good notion to stop this game now!”
“You’ve no proof, Mr. Trayne. The Clippers[276] are vouched27 for as amateurs by their owner, and even if he has put in a few ringers, that can’t hurt our standing, if we play them. And it would be a bad business to start something we can’t finish.”
Trayne saw the justice of this argument, and Merry caught up his glove, as the bell rang, and ran out. While he was warming up with Billy Mac, the other Fardale men began to work, and Merry’s judgment28 was soon vindicated29 by the fans, except in the case of Villum Kess.
The Dutch lad seemed awkward. He committed no glaring errors, but it seemed to the crowd that any one would have been better at second than he. However, Fardale was now committed, and every rooter hoped for the best as the Fardale yell began to ring out: “Ha, ha, ha! ’Rah, ’rah, ’rah! Rigger-boom! Zigger-boom! All hail—Fardale! Fardale! Fardale!”
The Clipper sympathizers had no regular yell, but they made good with a thunder of feet stamping, and a roar of shouts and yells. For an instant these fell silent while the two umpires announced the batteries, then they rose again into a wild storm as the Fardale nine trotted30 out and took the field.
“Play ball!” cried the strike umpire, adjusting his mask. Ironton stepped out.
The game was on.
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