CHAPTER XLVI
CLEARED UP
The youthful stranger handed over a large,
square, flat package, and Locke quickly removed
the wrapper, displaying a group
photograph of a team of youthful baseball players,
upon the breasts of whose shirts could be seen
the word "Princeton."
"This," said Tom, displaying the picture, "shows the Princeton College nine of this season, with the name of every player printed at the bottom. Here you may see the name of Hazelton, followed by the letter P, and I would like to have you look at it well; look at it, and see if you would call it my picture. Also look over the rest of the faces to see if you can find mine among them."
Shaking with excitement, his eyes bulging with wonder, Henry Cope was standing on his toes to peer at the picture over Locke's shoulder. Anson Graham was looking at it, too; and, with the exception of Hutchinson and King, the others flocked round to get a peep.
"Great sassafras!" spluttered Cope. "I writ
