Frank Merriwell's Son Part 34
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"Veil, mebbe dot vos so, but you don'd pelief it. Der next man vill haf something different to did."
Netterby was the next man.
After pitching a ball behind Net's back and another one over his head, Hans managed to get one across the pan.
Net hit it and drove it out of the diamond, although Mulloy made a desperate effort to reach it.
"Vat vos you goot for, you Irish pogtrotter?" demanded Hans. "Vy did dot ball not stop you?"
"G'wan! g'wan!" retorted Barney. "It was a clane hit, Dutchy."
"You dood not pelief it. I vill haf to struck efry patter oudt. Der vos no udder vay when a pitcher gets dot kind of rotten suppordt."
Hiram Bemis stood forth to the plate and waited until Dunnerwurst had pitched four b.a.l.l.s.
The bases were filled, and Hans began to growl at Kilgore.
"Vere did der umpiring efer learn you?" he demanded.
"Gol ding it!" shouted Ephraim Gallup from the field. "Yeou didn't git one of them b.a.l.l.s within four feet of the pan! Yeou can't pitch! Yeou never could! Better let me go in and show 'em haow to pitch."
"Go avay pack and sit down," advised Hans derisively. "You vould dood a lot uf goot uf you vould pitch, vouldn't you!"
"If I couldn't do better than yeou're doing naow, I'd never play another game of baseball!" retorted Gallup.
"He's envious," said Sparkfair. "Don't listen to him. I know you'll strike me out. You can't help it."
The first ball pitched to Spark happened to be just where he wanted it.
He met it squarely and drove it Over Carson's head in right field.
It was a clean three-bagger, and three runs came in.
"Well, I think that will about do for you, Hans," said Frank. "Come in here, Gallup, if you want to show what you can do."
Ephraim promptly accepted the invitation and came galloping in from the field.
"You vill be a peach!" sneered Hans, as he pa.s.sed Gallup. "I vos ashamed for you alretty soon."
"I can't do any worse than you done if I tried a month!" retorted Ephraim.
After warming up a bit, Gallup pitched to Hollis.
Fred dropped a Texas Leaguer over the infield, and Sparkfair scored.
Dunnerwurst whooped derisively.
Then came young Joe Crowfoot, who also connected with the ball, lacing it out cleanly for two bases.
Hollis scored from first.
"They seem to be hitting you, Ephraim," observed Frank.
"Jest wait a minute," observed Gallup. "I ain't settled down yet."
Jack Lander wearily dragged his feet out to the plate, stood there with his eyes shut and permitted Kilgore to call two strikes on him.
"I've gut him," thought Ephraim. "He's in a trance."
Gallup attempted to put another one straight over, but to his consternation Lander woke up, hit the ball a crack and drove it skimming along the ground out of the diamond.
"You vos a dandy--you vas a dandy!" squawked Dunnerwurst.
Perspiration started out on Ephraim's face, and he looked decidedly annoyed. His annoyance reached a climax when Brooks landed on the ball for two bases, scoring Crowfoot and Lander.
"I guess that's enough for me, Frank," said Ephraim, as he walked out of the box. "I kinder judge you'll have to go in yourself. Them fellers has made seven runs, and there ain't a tarnal man out."
"Yes, it's about time for you to go in, Merry," nodded Hodge.
Frank thought so himself.
Gallup retired to his regular position in center field. Dunnerwurst took right field, and Carson came in to play short.
Merry entered the box. And Thad Barking astonished every one by lacing out a clean single.
Following this Bob Bubbs put up a foul, which was captured by Hodge.
Brooks was caught off his base, and the agony ended when Netterby struck out.
Merriwell's team came to bat, facing the handicap of seven runs.
CHAPTER XXVII.
MURILLO'S FAREWELL.
In the meantime at least twenty boys from the academy had gathered to watch the game.
Gregory Carker appeared, escorting Inza, Elsie, Winnie Badger, Teresa Gallup, Mrs. Morton, and Juanita Garcia.
"Now we've got to play real baseball, fellows," laughed Frank, as Carker escorted the ladies into the stand, where they took the most convenient seats. "The girls will be ashamed of us if we continue this monkeying.
Start it up, Hodge. You're the first batter."
Bart Hodge stepped out, picked out one of Sparkfair's curves and smashed a hot grounder at Bubbs, who gathered the ball up cleanly and whipped it across to Brooks.
"Out at first!" announced Kilgore.
"Oh, Bart! Bart!" cried Elsie laughingly. "Can't you do better than that?"
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