New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1903-10-25
Drake Majors H;1
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made up its mind to stick 70 Sc iu'''l'i y
S| And with the advent Of tbat L.. &c
came sudden change. maj
hao stalked out from the pavilio, . 49,,
"ni'e hgure with bat tucked confdantI,- -
..4s arm ane buttoning his gloves. The c,,riC,,-
.iii"s loF SO the Master and his friend u,,,.r
/ I''o-''-y' thought at the time) was that mo
~ near MN. Whereas, in all other cases
sohe boy or other had run along hasi,,o -
ooH'4ng baJsman with words of encourager,
Ni's "@'Srnan came out alone and stalked a,,r,s.
The Held in the dying light OF the sur,roa-s -
with no one near him.
Doesn't look a bit like Pollard =" ,,,,,++o~,,,
'le Master, but the light is rather uncertain
a. ms distance. Takes his time. at anv rate p,
ne ~U-ed. as the newcomer. after getting his
loS'11on' thuoded away at the ground lesurelv
Tor moment OF two with his bat
he hrst few balls sent down were plaved by,
the new batsman with the utmost care: then
came one at which he suddenly stepped out.
The lat seemed literally to fash round his
head, and there was roar from the School. 1t
had SoGe 10 the boundary.
Don't know what's come over me today
said the Master with a little SILVER. If I was
supers,tious, should say
What would you say" asked the friend in
c y is-er.
4 should say" replied the Master. emphati-
cally. that We haven't q boy at the present
time who can hit all round the wicket like that
That's the second change of bowling, and it's
made 10 difference yet 10 him. he added.
May I send this boy TO see what the score
s. asked the friend
Do, ly al means. Here, you" he called to a
boy hurrying past how do We stand2"
sixteen 10 win. sir" said the youngster with
laugh. as he ran On.
Never knew Pollard TO hit ike that before ''
said the Master. 1t only shows that in cricket
you can never judge
A tan rather heavy boy had come UP the
slope and had halted before the Master. the
latter was looking IL him in d curious. dazed
fashion.
II you please. sir. what had better do2 I
just missed the train. and don't quite
knov~-
Pollard
7 don't know what they'll think if I don't
arrive in London tonight. sir" said the boy.
Jolly hard lines. after having to leave the
game and everything
"But I thought you'd got back and were
playing exclaimed the Master, in a startled
voice. Who's batting down there?"
He had started TO his feet. and was pointing
with shaking hand down into the field.
I don't know, sir" said the boy
Go and see
The boy ran down the slope and approached
the players. CUrioUsly enough, as they watched
him, they saw that he did not go up TO that
unknown cricketer il frank, koyish fashion,
but held back, and Joined for a moment the
little, white clad, whispering crowd at the fur
Their end Of the pitch Then he came running
back 10 where the Master and his friend stood.
We'll who is ST." said the Master. IL a queru-
IoUs voice.
Il don't know. sir" said the boy. haltngly
y couldn't see his face"
Doesn't any one know who he is %
NO, sir" said the boy with sudden glance
over his shoulder.
Why didn't you go Up to hirn?" asked the
Master.
Tin sorry. sir: I couldn't said the boy.
and turned away.
The Master looked at his friend IN the waning
light OF the setting SUI, and the mans face
was CHASTITY.
u won't believe it." he said. in q whisper.
There's been q bIUnder. These things can be
expla5ned-easiIy enough. I tell you it's inpos-
sibIe."
Look az the boys" said the other, slowly.
The Master looked down into the field. At
the one wicket stood that figure, almost soil
tarv. save fer the feldsmen, and even they
seemed 70 have got away from him as far as
POSSIBLE. al the ether wicket the other helders
crowded riEic1lOuely together. watching him.
And. IL "a scilated set Of groups. whispering,
with now and then figure dartIng out from
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