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 Hiram had said than he liked to admit, even to himself. He had had high hopes when he left the Riverside High School to come to Excelsior Hall that he would at once become a member of the nine. His ambition, of course, was to pitch, but he would have accepted any position—even out in the field, for the sake of being on the school team. Now it seemed that he was fated not even to be one of the substitutes.

"What are you fellows up to?" asked a voice suddenly, and the two chums turned to behold Peaches and Teeter walking toward them.

"Oh, we were having a catch," replied Tom, "until we got called down for it. It seems you have to have a permit at Excelsior to indulge in a little private practice," he added sarcastically.

"What's up your back now?" asked Teeter.

"Yes, who's been rubbing your fur the wrong way?" Peaches wanted to know. "What's riled Sister?"

"Who do you reckon would, if not Bully Shell?" asked Tom. "He's the limit," and he rapidly told how Hiram had sneered at Joe's efforts, and had said that he never would be on the team.

"Well, it's too bad, for Hiram has the inside track," admitted Teeter. "I'm as sorry about it