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"Slide! Slide! You'll make it! Hooray! Hooray! Tiger! Siss-boom-ah!"
"Wake up, Bingham, wake up!"
The boy opened his eyes with a start. "Mother! Why, what's the matter?"
"I've been shaking you for fully two minutes, dear. I want you to getup."
"Oh, what made you wake me?" reproachfully. "I was in the middle of adream that I was playing second base in Tom's place, and was just makingthe winning run for Princeton."
"Wouldn't you rather see the winning run made than dream about it?"
Bingham sat up; he was wide-awake now.
Mrs. Bradfield smiled. "Yes," she said, "I am going to let you go afterall. Tom is so unhappy about it, so feverish and restless, that I amactually afraid of the consequences if he does not hear all about thegame, so I have promised him to let you ride to Princeton on yourbicycle; it is only twenty-five miles, and part of the way the road isgood. You will have to s