Browning was on
first, with Diamond on second. Danny Griswold was short-stop; while
Dismal had the right field, Bink Stubbs center, and Joe Gamp the left.
The game opened with Merriwell's men in the field.
The Westerner surveyed the ground and his surroundings carefully. Then
planted his toe on the rubber plate and shot in a "twister." It curved
inward as it neared the batter, and cut the heart of the plate. The
batter had been fooled and did not swing at it.
"One strike!" called the umpire.
The batter, who was looking out for an out curve next, swung at it, and
fanned the air. The Yale men, and especially the sophomores, began to
shout.
Badger thought it time to change to an out curve, and sent one in hot as
a Mauser bullet. But the batter was looking for out curves. He reached
for it. Crack!--away it sailed into the right field.
"Go, long legs!" was screamed at Dismal Jones, who sprinted for it with
all his might.
The next man of the Hartfords at the bat was the pitcher, Pink Wilson, a
fellow almost as tall and lank as Dismal Jones, with a hatchet face and
a corkscrew nose. His admirers said he got that twisted nose from
watching his own curves in delivering. He came up confident, thinking he
understood the tricks of the Kansan pretty well, and that he would be
easy.
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