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Identifier: captainofnine00heyl (find matches)
Title: Captain of the nine
Year: 1912 (1910s)
Authors: Heyliger, William
Subjects: School stories Baseball stories
Publisher: New York
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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aid the slip of yellow paper beforethe man who served as station agent and gen-eral telegrapher. Where did that telegram come from? heasked. Then he caught himself. If you willplease tell me? That isnt a telegram, said the man.193 THE CAPTAIN OF THE NINE Then what is it! Thats a message. The boys stared at each other blankly. Thiswas something they couldnt understand. Didnt that come from this office! Bartleyasked. Certainly. But— Now, look here, said the man, a telegramcomes in over the wires. A message does not.Thats a message. Well, how did it get here— began Ken-nedy excitedly. The telegraph sounder clicked sharply. Theman went to his desk, sat down and took thetelegram. The captain and the big pitcherwalked out into the darkness. I knew there was something wrong, Ken-nedy cried. If it didnt come over the wires,it couldnt have come from Redways mother.Its a trick to get him out of the way. They could now sense that much. However,they were only boys, and the telegraph busi- 194
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Sure; I watched the fellow write it. 195 THE CAPTAIN OF THE NINE ness was as Greek to them. How had it beendone? The telegraph key had ceased clicking. Ken-nedy started hack for the office. Ill ask him to tell me all about it, hecalled. He wont, said Bartley. They never tell.My father told me that; he had some troublewith the company. Kennedy came back discouraged. While theystood there, wondering what next to do, themessenger boy came out of the office and ad-vanced toward them. Aint you Bartley, the St. Marys pitcher?he asked. I am, answered the captain. Are you going to pitch against Eockton? Iseen you last year. Kennedy, filled with a sudden hope, pouncedon the boy. Did you take a message to a Mr. Redway?the big pitcher demanded. The boy nodded. Sure; to-night.196 THE FIRST CLEW Where did it come from? A fellow wrote it— In there ! cried Kennedy. Sure. Youre positive of that? Sure. Didnt I see him? Kennedy was almost dancing, but still Bart-ley felt that there might possibly be

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