Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 478
it is, Bob blurtedout desperately. I thought so, saidChris. Well, now,you listento me, old m - bury fellows would nt let me pitch, Bob; Imight as well tell you the whole truth. AllI could do with them was to play right-field,and I was nt even good enough for that, aftera few games. I had hard luck,… … SO YOU RE JOHN WSAID MRS. STORMS fellow. Put mein as pitcher to-morrow,and I 11 win the game foryou as sure as you re born. Do you mean it? stammered Bob, his•eyes as big and round as saucers. Dont I generally mean what I say ? de-manded Chris rather haughtily. Y-yes, I think you do. You know I do.…
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