Chromos."

At this there was more laughter, while Hi Martin shook with rage.
Looking at the bright red so prominent in the North Grammar uniforms,
there could be no doubt as to which nine had been dubbed the "Chromos."

"Mr. Umpire," called Hi angrily, "have you power to preserve order
here to-day?"

"I'll do my best," agreed Tozier. "But this is an open field
that any one may enter, and there are no police here."

"Play ball, you red-heads!" jeered a boy, referring to the bright
red caps of the North Grammars. "Don't holler for the police
until you find out whether you can stand up to the Centrals."

"Now, let us stop all guying of the players and all other nonsense,"
called Tozier firmly, as he held up his right hand. "Remember
that we are here to see a game and not to listen to cheap wit."

That held the unruly ones back for a few moments. Tozier drew
a coin from one of his pockets, exhibited it to the captains,
and asked:

"Who will call the toss?"

"Martin may," nodded Captain Dick.

"Ready, then."