Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-04-12

practice because his arm had been
a little sore and he had remained after the
others while Coach Grimm rubbed It, But the
coach had found that it was not serious
Nothing to worry about, Paul" he had said
after an examination. Now, that was Pete's
arm, I'd be badly worried, because he couldn't
thing like that won't keep you from doing your
stuff out in right field"
Paul had grinned at that. you don't need
to bother about Pete, Coach" he had replied.
He says he's never been in better shape in
his life and that he'll throw them past Gray
land so fast that they won't see the ball"
AS Paul rounded a corner several blocks from
home he saw two small boys tossing q ball
back and forth in . front yard. Just as he
passed them, one Of the boys looked at him with
shining eyes, and called out, Hello. Big Shot.
Hope you beat Grsyland tomorrow"
Paul called back cheerfully to the youngster,
"Sure well beat Grayland. But I'm not Big
Shot. I'm his brother"
The small boys face fell and he uttered .
disappointed "Oh." Paul hurried on, but he
could not help hearing the other boy say, Gee.
you're dumb Couldn't you tell that wasn't
Big Shot? That was Little Shot. He just plays
right field"
pAUL smiled rather ruefully at the incident.
and as he walked the last few blocks to
home, his face wore q frown. Sometimes 1t
was pretty annoying to have twin brother
who was better than you at everything. Just
their nicknames implied Pete Cannon was
Big Shot," Of the twin brothers, and Paul
was the Little Shot,
II had been that way ever since Paul could
remember. Pete and he had always looked very
much alike, ever since they were tiny babies
and at FIRST 1t seemed that their natures were
just IS similar as their bodies. But As they
grew into boyhood, 1t soon became apparent that
Pete had got more than his share Of the tai
ents in the family. In the games Of the neigh
borhOOd crowd Of small boys, Pete had always
been the leader. He won all the marbles. ran
the fastest. made the best dives ut the swim
ming hole, and generally excelled In all the
activities Of boyhood.
Paul still remembered rather humorous Incl
dent that had occurred when he was IL or IA
years old. One Winter day he had been coming
home through o part Of the town that was
known TO be tough" Suddenly O SNOWFALL
had hit him fun IN the face, half binding him.
Hurt and angry, he had rubbed the snow from
his eyes, and looked about for his assailant,
He found him. Prom behind telephone pole
advanced boy Of about il, with an ugly, Inn
pudent face and powerful body. He held
another SNOWFALL ready to throw.
Beat III" he ordered. You can't walk
along this street."
Instead Of turning about, however. Paul
Hcached down, seOOped up . handful Of snow
and began TO pack 1t. At that the bigger boy
dropped his own SNOWFALL and rushed ct Paul,
hin flsts doubled up.
paul ssOOd - gTCAHnd and fought, but the
ba@gs8 boy wAS too much for him. When
Ne reached home that night he was o sorry
hooking sight, with his nose bloody and one eye
starting b turn black
When Pete heard the story he questioned Paul
closely as 10 where II had happened, what the
bigger boy looked like and 30 o. And the next