The Charleston daily news. [volume] (Charleston, S.C.) 1865-1873, 1867-07-25
From The Lacrosse Den,ocrat.l
IFT0N We LdCTOSSc DeHOcTuI.I
Something FOR the Admirers Of Base Ball
DESCRIPTION OF 1T BY BRICK PoMERoY

Something for the Admirers of Base Ball,
DESCRIPTION OF 1T BY BRICK PoMERoY.
AS ABAsE BALL1sT.
Look at that brace Of hands, once soft and p.et-
ty, now suffused with Egyptian bushes. Look
into those optics and tell us tales Of sympathy.
bone. Base ball That is the row.
1t came about thus. Secondary deployment is
too shirksome on tho system. The doctor said we
needed exercise. Doctor knows. He told us to
structions, and for five days studied it wisely, if
not too well. Then we bought q sugar-scoop cap,
a red belt, green SHIRT yellow trousers, pumpkin
colored shoes, paper collar and purple neck-tie,
and, with lot Of other delegates laoved gently to
the ground.
There were two mines. These mines were antag-
onists. The ball is pretty little drop of softness,
the size Of q goose egg, and five degrees harder
than brick. The two mines play against each
otaer. 1t is quiet game, much like chess, only q
There was IN umpire. His position is hard
one. He sits on box and yells "fcul." His duty
is severe.
7 took the bat. It is o murder GUS play thing,
descended from Poclhontas to the head of John
Smith. The man in front OF me was pitcher.
He was NICE pitcher, but he sont the balls hot.
The man behind me was catcher. He caught it,
tool
The umpire said "play." 1t is the most radical
play know of, this base ball. Saving cord wood
is moonlight rambles beside base ball. So the
pitchers sent ball toward me. 1t looked pretty
coming; so let it come. Then he sent another.
I hit It with the club, and hove it gently upward.
Then started to walk to the first base. The ball
lit in the pitcher, or his hands, and somebody said
he caught fly. Alas, poor fly! walked leIsurely
toward the base. Another man took the bat. l
turned to see how ho was making it, and mule
kicked me on the check. The man said it was the
ball 1t felt like o mule, and l reposed on the
grass. Tho ball went on!
Pretty soon there were two more flies, and three
Of us flew cut. Then the other nine came in, and
was standing on my dignity in the left field, hot
ball, as they called it. came skyrocketing toward
me-. My captain yelled, ssTakc it!'
l hastened gently forward to where the ball was
al ming to descend. I have good eye to measure
distances, and saw ut glance where the little
sweetly the ball descended. Everybody looked
felt something warm in my eyel 'Muffn !" yelled
| nine'y felers. Muffin be ID It's cannon
ball !" For three days I've had two pounds Of raw
beef on that eye, and yet it paineth!
Then wanted to 60 home, but my gontle cap
tain said ''nay." So mayed and stayed. Pretty
soon it was my strike. "Brick to bat |" yelled the
umpire. I went, but not all serene as was my
wont, The pitcher sent in one hip high. missed
it. He sen. in another neck high. 1t struck mo in
the gu!lct: "Foll!" yelled the umpire. He sent
| in the ball again. This time took it square and
sent 1t down the right field through parlor win;
dow-a Kerosene lamp, and rip up against the head
OF an infant who was quietly taking its-nap in
his or its mothers arms. Then slung the bat
and meandered forth 10 the first base. heard
| high words and looked. When I slung the bat
had with it broken tho jaw Of the umpire and was
| fined ten cents.
| Tho game went on. I liked it. 1t is so much
fun to run from base to base just in time to be
put out, or to chase ball three-fourths of milo
down hill, while all the spectators yell s'mufin y