figure out this pennant race," said Kennedy
irritably. "Here we seem to be half a game ahead of the Panthers, and
yet, just because it rained on them yesterday, and they didn't have to
play but one game of their doubleheader, we've got to win two games to
beat them out if they win their one game to-day."

He handed across a sheet of paper upon which was written:

W. L. P.C.
Bears.......... 89 59 .600
Panthers....... 91 61 .599

"Well, ain't we ahead of them?" asked Swanson, studying the figures.

"Yes, but look here. Supposing they win to-day and we win, we'll still
be ahead. But supposing they win to-day and we win, and then we lose
to-morrow. Look at this."

He handed over another slip of paper, upon which was written:

W. L. P.C.
Panthers....... 92 61 .601
Bears.......... 90 60 .600

"If we don't win both these games, or if it don't rain here to-day, or
up home to-morrow, and keep us from playing, they beat us out by ten
thousandths, or thirteen hundred thousandths. Didn't I always say
thirteen was an unlucky number?"

"I wonder who Clancy will send in to pitch to-day?" asked Kennedy,
idly. "Wilcox hasn't had enough rest. I suppose he'll be saved for
to-morrow. Jacobson isn't right, and Morgan worked yesterday and got
his trimmings. I suppose it'll be Williams."

An ugly laugh greeted his sarcastic remark, and Norton opened his lips
as if to speak, but, thinking better of it, closed them again.

At that moment a bell boy came into the writing room, paging Williams.
A quick exchange of glances between the players resulted and Swanson
asked, "Who wants Mr. Williams?"

"Mr. Clancy, sir," said the boy. "He wants Mr. Williams in his room at
once."

"Didn't I tell you?" said Kennedy, in mock triumph.

"Say, fellows," added Swanson. "I'd give a month's pay to hear what
comes off up in that room. Clancy was on his ear this morning when I
came down. He'd been awake half the night, trying to get some word
from Kohinoor, and he was pretty well worked up. You know when he gets
started to telling a fellow what he thinks of him he does it so the
fellow believes it himself."

"He sure can explain a fellow's shortcomings," said Kennedy. "Look,
the boy has found Williams and he is going up. He looks scared to
death."

"Mamma, but I'd like to be among those present," said Swanson. "There
will be several developments. Hadn't we bet