human
I brought Ward with me, explained the lad with the fair complexion.
gpt
Thought it was the safest way. Come on in, Ward; I guess these Indians haven't scalped all the grub.
human
Yes, fall to, invited Teeter.
gpt
There's plenty.
human
Charmed, I'm sure,
gpt
You know Joe Matson, of course,
human
Oh, sure. He beat me in physics class the other week and I haven't forgotten it.
gpt
He wants to pitch on the scrub, went on the originator of the scheme.
human
He's all to the mustard, too, and----
gpt
Say, let me say a word for myself, put in Joe.
human
I'm not a political candidate in the hands of my friends. Is there a show for me on the scrub, Ward?
gpt
Well, I haven't made up the team yet, and you're the first applicant for pitcher, so you'll have first choice.
human
Then it's as good as settled! declared Peaches.
gpt
When do you make up the team, Ward?
human
To-morrow, I guess. I'll put you down as first pitcher, Joe, and I hope you can throw a scare into the school team--not because I'm not on it myself, but the better opposition they have, the better they'll play for the banner.
gpt
What about Hiram? asked Tom.
human
Won't he kick up a fuss if he knows you've got Joe? And what about Luke?
gpt
Say, I'm running the scrub! exclaimed Ward.
human
They haven't anything to say after I take charge. What I say goes!
gpt
That's right, agreed Teeter.
human
I'll do Hiram that much justice. He never interferes with the scrub after the season starts. Neither does Luke. They have their hands full managing their own players.
gpt
Then I guess I'll get a chance to pitch,