couldn't get it done somehow ourselves. If we knew someone who had a steam roller we might borrow it!"
"The town has a couple," laughed Dick, "but I'm afraid they wouldn't loan them."
"Why not? Say, that's an idea, Dick! Who do you borrow town property from, anyway? The Mayor?"
"Street Department, I guess. Tell Way to go and see them, why don't you?"
"Way" was Curtis Wayland, manager of the baseball team. Lanny smiled. "Joking aside," he said, "they might do it, mightn't they? Don't they ever loan things?"
"Maybe, but you'd have to have the engineer or chauffeur or whatever they call him to run it for you, and that would be a difficulty."
"Pshaw, anyone could run a steam roller! You could, anyway."
"Can't you see me?" chuckled Dick. "Suppose, though, I got nabbed for exceeding the speed limit? I guess, Lanny, if that field gets rolled this spring it will be done by old-fashioned man-power. We might borrow a roller somewhere and get a lot of the fellows out and have them take turns pushing it."
"It would take a week of Sundays," replied
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