Lanny discouragingly. "You wait. I'm not finished with that other scheme yet."
"Borrowing a roller from the town, you mean? Well, I've no objection, but don't ask me to run it. I'd be sure to put it through the fence or something; and goodness knows we need all the fence we've got!"
"Yes, it'll be a miracle if it doesn't fall down if anyone hits a ball against it!"
"If it happens in the Springdale game you'll hear no complaint from me," said Dick, adding hurriedly, "That is, if it's one of our team who does it!"
"Ever think of putting a sign on the fence in center field?" asked Lanny. "'Hit This Sign and Get Ten Dollars,' or something of that sort, you know. It might increase the team's average a lot, Dick."
"You're full of schemes to-day, aren't you? Does that fence look to you as if it would stand being hit very often?" They had turned into A Street and the block-long expanse of sagging ten-foot fence stretched beside them. "I've about concluded that being presented with an athletic field is like getting a white elephant in your stocking at Christmas!"
"Gee, this field is two white elephants and a pink
hippopotamus," replied Lanny as he jumped out in
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