Woodside the Excelsiors managed to get a few runs in the early innings, but their opponents did likewise, because the Hall pitcher could not hold the batters in check. Then Woodside sent in another pitcher, better than the first, and the Excelsior's got only a few scattering hits, while, after shifting from Brown to Akers, Luke's nine did even worse, for Akers was pounded out of the box. The score was fifteen to six in favor of Woodside when the final inning ended, and the Excelsiors filed off the diamond in gloomy mood.
"Well, it couldn't have been much worse," growled Luke to the manager.
"Oh, it was pretty bad," admitted Hiram, "but we'll whitewash the Preps."
The Excelsior Hall nine journeyed to the Lakeville school full of hope, for the lads there did not have a very good reputation as hitters, and their pitcher was not out of the ordinary. But it was the same old story—mismanagement, and a captain of the Excelsiors who didn't dare speak his own mind.
If Luke had been allowed to run the team to suit himself he might have been able to do something with it, but Hiram insisted on having his way.
The result can be imagined. Instead of beat-
