right and so is my speed. It's my control that's weak, and I'm getting rid of some of my faults."
"We're going to have a practice game with you scrubs to-morrow or next day," said Sid. "Maybe you'll get a chance to show what you can do then."
"I hope so. I want to show Langridge that he isn't the only bean in the pot, to put it poetically."
"Very poetically," murmured Sid, who seemed to be dozing off.
"Say, Sid," exclaimed Tom suddenly, "do you remember what you started to say about Langridge the other day and stopped?"
"Yes."
"What was it?"
"I'd rather not tell. You'll probably find out for yourself before long. I did, though not many know it."
"You mean"
"I'm not going to say what I mean. Only," and Sid suddenly sat up, "it may increase your chances of pitching on the 'varsity."
"I think I know," said Tom slowly, and he began to get ready for bed.
A practice game between the 'varsity and the scrub was called for the next afternoon. The first team was in rather disorganized shape yet. That is to say, not all the players vere in permanent positions and shifts were likely to be made at any time as practice brought out defects or merits. It
