"Here's where we make a double play!" he exulted, for the man going to
first had stumbled slightly, and was out of his stride. It looked as
though it could be done. But alas for the hopes of Yale! The fielder got
the ball fairly in his hands, but whether he was nervous, or whether the
ball had such speed that it tore through, was not apparent. At any rate,
he muffed the fly.

"Good-night!"

"That settles it!"

"Go on, Ranter! Go on, Cooney!"

Coaches, the captain, Princeton players and the crowd of Tiger
sympathizers were wildly calling to the two runners. And indeed they
were coming on.

Andy groaned. He could not help it. Dunk threw up his hands in a gesture
of despair. The fielder, with a gulp and a gone feeling at the pit of
his stomach, picked up the muffed ball, and threw it to second. It was
the only play left. And the batsman, who had started to make his
two-bagger, went back to first. But the run had come in.

"That's the way we do it!"

"Come on, fellows, the 'Orange and Black' song!"

"No, the new one! 'Watch the Tiger Claw the Bulldog!'"

The cheer leaders were trying to decide on something with which to
celebrate the drawing of "first blood."

The grandstands were a riot of waving yellow and black, while, on the
other side, the blue banners dropped most disconsolately. But it was not
for long.

"Come on, boys!" cried the plucky Yale captain. "That's only one run. We
only need three out and we'll show 'em what we can do! Every man on the
job! Lively! Play ball!"

Dunk received the horsehide from the second baseman, and began to wind
up for his next delivery. He narrowly watched the man on first, and once
nearly caught him napping. Several times Dunk threw to the initial sack,
in order to get the nerve of the runner. Then he suddenly stung in one
to the man at the plate.

"Strike--one!" yelled the umpire. The batter gave a sign of protest, but
he thought better of any verbal comment.

"That's the way!" cried the Yale captain. "Two more like that, and he's
down!"

Dunk did it, though the man struck one foul which Andy muffed, much to
his chagrin.

"Give 'em the Boola song!" called a Yale cheer leader, and it was
rousingly sung. This seemed to make the Yale players have more
confidence, and they were on their mettle. But, though they did their
best, Princeton scored two more runs, and, with this lead against her,
Yale came to the bat.

"Steady all!" counseled the captain. "We're going