Cordoban

Sakahara and Jackson and Cordoban stood behind him, and Galanti had limped out as well.

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The Sunset pitcher was back on the mound, the defensive players had taken up their positions, and Cordoban was approaching the plate.

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The Sunset manager, no doubt wary of Bobo after his performance in the first inning, opted to walk him intentionally—and thereby fill the bases for Cordoban, who had had better days with the bat.

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Data judged by the accolades all around him that it was deep enough for Cordoban, the runner on third, to tag up and score.

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It made for a jubilant moment in the Icebreaker dugout when Cordoban and Augustyn came trotting down the steps, with Jackson on their heels.

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For on a two-and-oh pitch, Cordoban hit a soft fly to right field.

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However, Cordoban reached first base before the relay throw.

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On the next pitch Cordoban hit into a double play.

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Cordoban hit it hard to the right of the shortstop, who dove to knock the ball down.

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A space of elfin arches, leaf-bent, curving flower-wise, or moulded in crescent upon crescent of Arabian richness, pure in colour as the bloom of coral or a drifted shell, the Mosque at Cordoba, born of six centuries of Moorish rule beneath a softer sky, held an indefinite trace of the desert, of the date palms, foreign to Cordoban eyes.

DEVELOPMENT A NOVEL BY W. BRYHER WITH A PREFACE BY AMY LOWELL 1920