The Lucky Seventh. Barbour Ralph Henry

tow-head, isn’t he?”

      “Is he? He’s a fine chap, though.”

      “He don’t catch as well as Billy Houghton. Look at the way Gil Chase stole on him last inning. Say, you keep score dandy, don’t you? Isn’t it hard?”

      “Not very, when you’re used to it. Would you like to learn how?”

      “No, I can do it well enough. It’s too much trouble, anyhow. I’d rather play. My brother’s the best player on our team.”