The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1896-04-24
CHAPTER K.
THE PARTS ARE cuANGE1

The second Harvard game was played
in Cambridge. 1t was preceded by the
usual fatalities. Although the first
meeting had been so disastrous to the
crimson there was a strong hope
among Johnny Harvard's boys that the
nine might win on the home grounds
Yale in New Haven is like that giant of
mythology whose strength was irwin
chile while his feet rested upon his
mother earth. But he was conquered
when Hercules lifted him into the air.
So the Cambridge boys kept up a
good heart and encouraged the nine.
However, as two or three of the best
men happened to be disabled just be-
fore the game, there was very little
money bet. Previous to the New Haven
game it had come down like snow
fakes in the great blizzard.
Larry Bangs-the real one this time
appeared in the box for Yale. The
reader knows very well that he had no
business there, but Larry did not know
that himself. He had accomplished
wonders, considering the time that he
had for preparation. He had learned
of master of the art, and he fondly
hoped to fill that masters shoes. 1t he
had come anywhere near doing it
Paddy O'Toole would never have worn
a Yale uniform again.
Probably Paddy knew that, but he
had no fear of losing his job. His
prayers were all for Lawrence. The
student had surpassed all Paddy's ex-
pectations. He had learned to stand
up calmly in the corner of field and
throw curves very cleverly. But that
is not pitching ball game and Paddy
knew it.
'sIf the luck's all with him." said he
to himself, she may not get batted out
of the box"
Well, the luck was with him in sur
prising degree. The terror of his
mighty name helped him at first. Har-
ward men went to the bat with the idea
that they weren't going to hit the ball,
and some of them didn't. Those who
did find it, batted it straight at the big
Y on Yale uniform. AS the gentle
men from New Haven were not oblig-
ing enough to dodge the ball and made
only couple of errors, Harvard did
not score. Yale got three.
Lawrence thought that he was doing
amazingly well and he could not under
stand why Johnny Wilkes wore brow
of gloom, and kept repeating: Bangs,
Bangs, what's the matter with you to-
day?"
The unrehecting crowd on the blue
side of the field cheered Justify, for the
game seemed to them to be going the
right way, and Lawrence heard his
name mingled with the almost continu=
GUS cheers, and was happier than he
had ever been before in his life.
''If you don't feel we'll, old man" said
Wilkes, just before Yale took the field
for the seventh time, ''Pll let Whitley
pitch the game out"
''Oh, no." said Bangs, "I'm getting
along very nicely"
'Well, don't take any chances, and
for mercy's sake use your head. You
don't seem to have it with you to-day"
If it had been anybody else except
the great Larry Bangs, Capt. Wilkes
would have sent him to the bench
without saying by your leave. Bangs
was pale with excitement and delight,
| and the color which he had acquired
on the roof and in the field with Paddy,
seemed to have faded all off his face.
The first man at the bat in Harvard's s
seventh inning was SO exceedingly
fortunate as to miss q Yale man. He
put the ball into right field for two
| bases. The next man scored him
with pretty single; and then Bangs
lost the head which Wilkes had not be=
lieved to be present at all on that oe.
casion. He knew that this was an
emergency calling for what Paddy
would have denominated ''head work. :"
He tried to think of the counsels which
Paddy had given him, but it seemed as
| if he could remember nothing except
| some fragments of Greek grammatical
rules, He pitched the ball without
the faintest attempt to ''size up" the
batter or to meet the necessities of the
| situation. Paddy wouldn't have
thought, either, but he would have
felt, and that would have been much
better.
1t seemed to Lawrence that the ball
was not fairly out of his hands when
he became aware that the center fielder
was chasing it in the direction of
Mount Auburn cemetery. Then hun
dred or more red-legged demons began
to run around him in dizzy circles amid
loud jeers of deFision. II would be
painful to prolong this scene. There
were eleven base hits and three
dispensations of Providence, the last
of which sent Harvard to the field.