"Get back, Jim. It's over your head." The ball had left the bat with a ringing crack that made it soar high into the air toward left field. Jim Dabney, who was playing left, made a hard run for it, but stumbled over a clump of grass, and the ball just touched the end of his fingers. "Wow " he yelled, wringing his hand, "there's another nail gone." "Never mind your hand, Jim " yelled the second baseman. "Put it in here. Quick "
"Get back, Jim. It's over your head." The ball had left the bat with a ringing crack that made it soar high into the air toward left field. Jim Dabney...
"Say, boys, it looks like a storm and a heavy one, too." The jest and laughter ceased at once, and three pairs of eyes looked in the direction pointed out by the speaker. "See that big bank of cloud climbing up the sky?" continued Fred Rushton. "There's more than a capful of wind in that, if I know anything about weather." "You're right, Fred," said Lester Lee, who was handling the tiller. "And we're a long way off from home It's up to us to turn about and make a run for it."
"Say, boys, it looks like a storm and a heavy one, too." The jest and laughter ceased at once, and three pairs of eyes looked in the direction pointed...
