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Show HI When Wicker, the Chicago pitcher, was a HB young fellow pltohlng on a college team in the HB South, a preacher uncle of his went out to see him H9 pitch a game. "What are those preliminary signs HB that the catcher is making?" he asked. "He is HB signing Wicker the sort of curve he wants him- Bfl to throw," volunteered a bystander. "Do you BB mean to say, sir, that he and my nephew are con- Hfl nlvinff together to deceive the batter?" "You BjB might put it that way, I suppose." "And this is a HB Christian college," sighed the Rev. Mr. Wicker.' |