Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1890-10-05

July when the town is absent at the sea
side. At the northeast corner is sack OF
beans, and he stroye for this goal as a true
Bostonian would. Sometimes, IN order to
seize it, he would let go all hold and fall
to the earth with sickening thud we
read about, and groveling his white jersey
in the pulverized clods in lowly manner,
would grab it with spasmodic shuttle
At two corners are chalk lines, and on
these stood two men who kept up an un-
ceasing flow of gab, wringing their hands
and climbing skyward on invisible ladders.
They looked like hotel runners who had
forgotten it was holiday, and their little
beseeching refrain ran disjointedly thus
"Oh, dear, oh, dear? OH, DEAR! Up, up,
up on your toes, old man Now, right on
the line Two men out; scoot, whoop!"
The umpire, whose name IS musical as
the tinkle of softly flowing water peter
Neegan), is brave man. | know he is
brave tor who but courageous man
would stand in the midst of the fray when
those two forces meet, who love each other
as only two baseball teams can, and with
no chain armoror gatling gun in attend
ance? No uniform did he wear, but a
calico cap and double-breasted watch
chain. They let him off with his life. Is
that Customary in closely contested
matchesa
The sco-s stood out emphatically. clear
across the field, on the black background
at the wind-up read, "Hayes d Kopf,
Groceries and Provisions, Val. Z, S. +. 9. :"
But as the big white letters crawled nearer
the end, and the hands of the watch can
tered around nearer five, there was ripple
in the sea of faces and like the outgoing
tide that retreaiing leaves bare, blank
rocks and barren beaches, the surge of hu-
manity towards the gateway left bare
benches, and like rats deserting a sinking
ship there was break for a stand on terra
firma. Finally Piute shout split the haze
and there was a rush for the cars and
buses that stood waiting for the period, or
rather the exclamation point, that would
end the game
Hurry, skurry, and load in anywhere
you can hang on. The wheels threaten to
crush some of the excited mob like the car
of Juggernaut. Finally there is no room
for even the conventional zone more" and
the choked, hoarse thump of the bell starts
the sweaty horses, and the caravan starts
with mighty effort. After rolling few
rods, the car, like load of quartz, drops
off all surplus trash that cannot sustain a
hold and trundles serenely on. The heavy
gold hand of the town clock solemnly
points near FIVE when the occupants drop
off at home as rapidly as SO many fiddler
crabs from bowlder at the approach OF
an intruder.
The band treated the city to some most
excellent music, and then the vanquished
visitors marched to the depot in quite as
much style, and certainly more gayety,
than on their approach. The emblematic
sunfowers that adorned their manly chests
were dropping and withered, as were their
expectations.
She's my sweetheart" moaned the
band, and sprinkled among the strains
were "'rah for, hic, V'layo"-um-pah-p -pah
home in STYLE betcherlife" e"-um-
ard, hic, march"-ta-ra-ra
-"Comemof, you amt 'in it'"-"Boom-
boom BOOM"
On, to be able to talk fuently on Scaled
hits" sacrifice strikes" "foul bases" "base
fowls" "carpet-baggers" and things. These
little molecules go towards composing the
great, big chunks of lifes pleasures. If at
any time l can be of service to the base
ball editor of the SUNDAY UNION in Civ
ing him points in his line, 1 am most
humbly and gladly at his service.