"All other
pupils will file out promptly, and not loiter in coatrooms or
corridors."
Within two minutes the place had been cleared of all but Dick's
baseball squad.
"I now wish, young gentlemen," began Old Dut, "to introduce to
you Mr. Edson Brown, who is interested in baseball, and who has
a slight favor that he wishes to ask of you."
"It's very simple," declared Mr. Brown, rising and stepping down
from the platform. "I have been greatly interested in baseball
for a number of years. Among other things I have a considerable
collection of figures concerning school teams, their sizes and
weights, I would like, with your permission, young gentlemen,
to take a few measurements. I won't detain you more than a few
moments."
"Do you want a suggestion, sir?" asked Tom Reade.
"Of course," nodded Mr. Brown, smilingly.
"Then the real crowd that you ought to measure are the fellows of
the North Grammar nine. You'd get a fine lot of chest measurements
there, I can promise you."
"Why?" asked Mr. Brown. "Are the North Grammar boys better developed
physically?"
"I can't say about that," Reade replied seriously, "but they're
the only Grammar School fellows in Gridley that have baseball
uniforms, and I understand that they're the chestiest lot of young
fellows that any one ever saw.
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