to him they can do it." Merwell was often seen with Poole, and the pair became quite expert in running the motor and steering. Once they had a race with a motor boat belonging to a Military Academy student and came in ahead, and of this victory Nat Poole never got through boasting.
As was to be expected, warm weather brought on talk of baseball. Dave had pitched in more than one game for Oak Hall, with Roger behind the bat, and he was asked if he would again consent to occupy the box for the school, should any outside party send in a challenge.
"We'll most likely get a challenge from Rockville Military Academy," said Phil. "They are aching to make up for old scores."
"I'll pitch if the fellows want me to," answered Dave. "But if they want anybody else"
"We want you," interrupted Sam Day. "You're the best pitcher Oak Hall ever had."
From that time on all of the boys put in part of their off-time playing baseball, forming scrub nines for that purpose. Link Merwell loved the game and liked to cover first base.
"Why don't you play?" asked Dave of Gus Plum, one afternoon.
"Oh, I—I don't want to push myself in," stammered Plum. He was now as retiring as he had formerly been aggressive.
