St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1888-03-05

who was worth $4,000 in base ball
slave market.
But before going any further it might
be we'll to say that it's not well for any
club to have star player. Every man
should receive fair, square treatment.
The s'star' never does. His words are
quoted on and off the ball lleld, ana II
lie makes the slightest mistake he is
Kissed and jeered. A man might make
a wonderful play in one inning, and re-
ceive thunders OF applause for so DONG;
In the next he might make an error.and
the cheers would be changed to APP
plause not so gratifying. A player
doesn't always work for applause or
for the cheers of the grand stand. He
can stand the cheers of the multitude
all right, but the other applause is apt
to rattle him unless he is an old-timer.
Capt. Arson, of the Chicago club, is one
of the few men in the league that can
not be ratified under any circumstances:
Eve been on ball fields with him, and
heard 5000 people shouting, bowling
and kissing him, but he only smiled.
He liked it. Yet he would come TO the
bat in the next inning perhaps, ana the
| Kisses and bowls would be changed TO
loud applause. The crowd was tickle,
and Arson won them over by display,
ing wonderful nerve. lie Is my IDEAL
of what player should be. was blt
afraid of Arson when first met MIN.
But after the first meeting we became
fast friends and our friendship has CON
tinued up to date. and / sincerely
trust that it will ever be so. Arson en-
gagged me in Frisco in 70. and when
| returned home | remained there
lust three weeks. | was ordered to re-
port to Capt. Arson at Chicago April l.,
1850, and | did so. In the clubs played
with before going to Chicago l had a
comparatively easy time. 1t WASH l
necessary that one should train care
fully providing you played good ball:
expected a similar fate i'll Chicago, but
how sadly was | disappointed: Capt:
Arson met me there on Sunday, and
we had quite long talk. He said that
the next day he would take me around
to see w. II. Hurlbert, then president OF
the Chicago club. Like many others
who had never met Mr.. HurlbeIt stood
in wholesome awe OF him. A more
thorough gentleman than he never
lived. He was very kind to me at our
first meeting, and told me just what the
club expected. Our interview lasted
but a few minutes, yet the impression
remains with me still. Mr.. Hurlbert
lived lust two years after l appeared
first with the Chicago club. lie was
bothered all the while by heart disease
and his physicians advised him strongly
against attending any OF the games.
But he was
AN ARDENT LOVER
of the national game and refused to
heed their advice. He attended all the
games up to 'S2, when he suddenly died
in March of that year. Although his
death was expected, it caused great
deal of mourning throughout the coun-
try. MIR. Hurlburt was a man in every
sense of the word. During the few
wears that | knew him | was with MIN
very often. He was big-hearted, hon
est. straightforward man. He did more
to build up the national game than any
one man in this country. He was man
Of many resources, Of great executive
ability, and just as kindly and as soft
hearted as child. God bless his mem
DRY. He was noble man.
In the Chicago club of 1880 were Gold
smith and Corcoran, pitchers: Silver
Flint. catcher; Quest, 2b.; Williamson,
3D.: Burns, s. S.; Dalrymple, |. f.; Gore,
c. f.: Beals, substitute; Arson h., and
| played right field.
We were all pretty stout that first day
of April when we got into Chicago, L
thought that perhaps we would do a
little gymnasium work, and that's all.
But how mistaken L was. 1T almost
makes me shiyer to think of 1t.
GLOW much do you weigh, Kel, said
George Gore to me one bright afternoon
in the Chicago club room.
''About 49," replied; "but why do
you ask?"
"Wen, Ans will be after you. You've
got.to come down about twenty pounds
in the next few weeks
| didn't quite realize what Gore meant
at the time, but it wasn't very long be-
fore [ did. Capt. Arson ordered us to be
READY FOR A JOURNEY
on April 3. We went to Savannah and
began to train for the summer. You
haven't any idea what Anson meant by
training. He meant training i'll every
sense of the word. Directly after a
light breakfast he would accompany us
to the park. where the morning eXer-
cises would begin. We would walk a
mile or so to get limbered up, so to
speak. Then Arson would lead the
procession and we would indulge in
fifteen-mile dog-trot.
He worked just as hard as the rest Of
US, and so we couldn't do any Kicking
1t wouldn't do any good anyhow.
Then we would return to the hotel,
have dinner and rest for an hour or two.
About 2 o'clock Arson would tell us to
put our uniforms OH. That meant
game of ball. 1t was a real game, too.
No knocking up the ball and catching it
was allowed. You would just have to
get out in that field and play as good
ball as though there were 5000 specta-
tors present at the game.
1t was base ball all the time. When
you hit ball, even if it was gathered in
by the pitcher, you would have to run
to first base like a deer: If one didn't
do it the ''old man. would he after him
very strong. For few days we were
ali broken up under this treatment. 1t
was a bit heavy for us, you know. But
after The first week we got used to it
and really enjoyed it. Arson himself
would have as much fun on the field as
a schoolboy let loose to play ball would
have in an afternoon.
HE WOULD GRIN
when he struck out, and he would grin
lust the same if he caught ''GoldIe's"
delivery for a base hit. George Gore
didn't like the training, and he sug-
gested that we escape it for a couple of
days by feigning illness. There were
races of some sort going OIL down there,
and we wanted very much to be present.
We sent word down stairs in the morn
ing that we were very i'll and wanted to
be excused. Arson came up and looked
at us.
'You fellows don't look very WE'LL"
he said. 81 guess a big dose of hot
ginger won't do you any HARM"
It was pretty rough on us, but we had
to do the ginger up. Then Arson went
off whistling merry tune. We were
in bed-iD lavender-when Arson re-
turned. ''Feel better?'' he asked, and
we replied, 'No."
That meant another dose Of ginger.
Well, we stood it, thinking OF the races.
just as we were going to leave the hotel
in carriage Arson came up and said:
'Boys, | just felt little i'll myself. and
| thought ia lay OIL tins afternoon. But