San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1886-05-10
THE BATTLE.
The Faber-Pushers Curry their Wild and
Woody Opponents With Base
Ball Bat.

The moOted game Of base ball. be-
tween the wool men and press gang of
this city occurred at the Springs on
Saturday afternoon, and In the CLASH
cal language Of an ancient hero, "we
have met the enemy and he Is our'n."
The inhabitants Of the city were on tip
toe with expectation all Saturday, and
as the bells In the church towers tolled
the momentous hour when Greek should
meet Greek on the fated field enormous
crowds filed into the park and occur led
seats overlooking the scene of the con-
fiict.
The wool men (all wool and some OF
them yard In diameter) were COM
manded by Captain j. +. Salter, and
Press fellows by the gallant Times-Dem-
ocrat DickePson. The game was not
called until late, owing to the absence
OF the press boys, and when they did
arrive it came near resulting disas-
trously; for In them there was so much
brain and greatness congregated in one
spot, that had not the south end Of the
municipality been weighted down with
the Arkansas Pass depot, 1t would have
certainly tipped over and spilled some
thing.
When everything was arranged and
the gladiators stood out In view in pos
ing attitudes as objects Of admiration of
the sea OF spectators, the newspaper
men frightened their belts, spit In their
hands and chivalrously took the field.
This piece OF sudacity shook the conf
dence Of their opponents, who, after q
few effeminate endeavors to hold the
bat where the ball from the pitcher
might possibly collide with 1t in passing
to the catcher, retired to the luxuriant
| growth OF weeds In the field to await
further Developments. But right here
the LIGHT man will state, he does not
deem IL In consonance with the mag
nanimity, modesty and chivalry char.
acteristic of the profession Of journalism
to enter fully into the details OF this I'M
| equal contest, and as he chances up from
under the ponderous laurel wreath OF
| victory adjoining his classical brow and
| beholds the martyred wool men, buried
deep beneath the cypress branches OF
defeat, sympathetic tear steals down
his cheek and conscience bids him hush.
| The heecy troops, however, fondle the
sphere right cleverly. an6 II they are
only discreet In the matter Of challeng-
Ing something like their equals, they
may yet know what 1t Is to consort with
the gaudy goddess OF victory. They can
beat any such scrub crowd as the City
| Council
On the whole, the affair was an i'm.
mense success and afforded much
amusement for the spectators. To the
woel men is due the credit for the ex.
cellent arrangement and management,
and to Mr.. j. b. Elwood for his impartial
umpiring Of the game. About $50 net
was realized and turned over to the
Alamo monumental fund
| NOTES.
| Governor Ireland and Judge Deyins
were interested spectators to the match
On leaving the grounds, Judge Petel
Shields horse became frightened anC
his buggy colliding with the gate post
came near resulting seriously, both Il
the vehicle and the occupant.
There was q Flood In affairs of tn,
press boys that lead them on to victory
Many ladies admired the Apollo-lik,
forms Of the players.
The wool men are much more talented
In the matter Of buying wool than play
ing baseball.
The vanquished did the royal act b,
their victors at the conclusion OF tn,
game.
J. L. Halle is feet Z inches tall. a
measured by his indentation In tn,
ground when he endeavored to catcl
that fy-ball.