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THE RIVAL PITCHERS

up a good score and Tom was a whirlwind at pitching, holding the red men down to a low score. Then the Indians awakened and sent in some of their best players, but the Randalls had the game "in the refrigerator," as Holly Cross said, and took it home with them, despite the war cries of the redskins and their efforts to annex the scalp-locks of the palefaces.

The winning of this game against what was generally considered to be a much stronger team than that of Randall did much to infuse an ag; gressive spirit into the latter players. The trip, too, acted as a sort of tonic.

"Boys, I think we're fit to make the fight of our lives a week from to-day," declared Captain Woodhouse as he and the team were on their way back to college. "We'll wipe the diamond up with Fairview and then maybe that banner won't look fine at the top of our flagstaff."

"That's what!" cried Phil Clinton. "I'm ready to play 'em now."

"Same here!" cried Pete Backus, giving a great jump up into the air, seemingly to justify his title of "Grasshopper."

"My uncle says——" began Ford Fenton, but Holly Cross gave such an imitation of an Indian war whoop that what the former coach had said was lost "in the shuffle."

"Great work, old man!" cried Phil Clinton to