The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1893-09-15
THE VALUE OF MUCH MOUTH.

In the Inter Ocean for Tuesday Victor
Murdoch tells how the Chicago Colts were
worsted by Boston Beans. A fellow uamed
Tucker, first base for Boston, ratified the
Chicago club out of the game by his awful
bawIing. Base ball cianks will under
stand the rest:
Howl. howl. bowl howl.-king Lear.
Pandemonium reigned--tin pandemoni-
um A man from 10 Davies county who
can tell what pandemonium is worth on
| he hoof by simply feeling of its tail, said
he had never seen anything like ir.
When the Colts were not playing the
parts of shining marks for Death, Umpire
Hurst was inviting the ''champyuns" to
get off the grounds-also the earth-aDd
take their new black and white suits with
them.
Before the second inning was over the
air was palptating like the heart of n man
who has just missed the capital prize III
lottery by one 1t Is rather hard 30 say
what lost the game to Chicago. There
ting and pitching that was as wildly IT,
regular as the weather bureau.
But after cleaning up the supper Dishes
| sweeping out the pantry, locking the back
! door, and sitting down 10 reflect. 1t stands
out bright and clear, like a hair cut on a
nODO, that w EOOp-la tucker Is rSSpOuSlDle
for the Colts downfall.
Mr.. Tucker is a large, sixteen-story in
individual with a face that acts as an
eclipse on all that is fair and sweet in ma
| ture. He also fell heir in his boyhOoC to
| mouth which has frontage of sixty
feet. Besides this, he is equipped with an
upper jawbone that works with the same
delicate and efficient ease as the lid OF a
lunch basket.
l. ,%,v
consists OF covering first base for Boston
1t was not in that capacity that he ex-
tracted tue curl out of our hair yesterday.
His real business is to lay waste to large
hunks of sky by passing them through
his lungs and then grinding them out
again surcharged with splay footed Eng.
lish.
ity about fuckers breath that gouges
dents in the earth when he drops a re-
| mark.
AS general thing he stands on the
coaching line and opens his mouth until
every body present, except regular attend
ents at postmortem examinations, gags.
Then he begins to emit d tangled wad of
damaged syntax that sounds something
like Il cross between free-lor'all hight
among truckmen and the opening session
of au auctioneers' convention.
That was what Tucker did yesterday.
And poor little Clausen's arm ran away
with him and bases on balls were rs nu-
merous "a Irishmen's opinions on the
House of Lords Tucker told Ciausen he
would have to wear SuspcuderS on his
heart to keep up his courage and that made
him wilder than ever.
Before Whoop-la Tucker unlocked his
voice the Colts had the champions by the
eyelids The Colts were first TO bat, and
by two bases on balls, two sacrifices: and
Longs muff and a stolen base had hived
two runs.
Then Boston came to bat and the cash
in fuckers lace was seized with spaSm.
Long took first base on miidewed curves.
Lowe had struck ont and Duffy batted the
ball out 10 center field.
Two OUT McAroni Mccarthy jolted the
bali over 10 Coyote Camp. He paused for
a trice and then threw the ball in the
direction OF first. Never More Decker
padded up in the air, and at los feet above
sea level could just see the bali roofing up
a large rain cloud. He came down again
without it, and Long tore home like a
tramp keeping an engagement alta Thanks
giving dinner party.
so much for fuckers voca! efforts in the
first La the second, two men went out,
aud Bennett blistered the ball for Il single.
Nichols gave the next curve "A shove and
rolled it out to Gienalvin. Tucker gave
IL yell That jiggled Your Uncle
Arson off the bench. Glenalvin fumbled
the ball, and instead OF three out Nichols
was safe Then Lowe hit u high hit and
Long hit short hit, and Bennett and
Nichols scored. Another ragged yowl
from Tucker, and Lowe bulged III home On
wild pitch.
In the fourth a muff by Irwin and a
wild throw by kittridge 10 first let in four
more Bostonians. 1t was here that Mr..
SWEETS of Boston, who was on the bench,
began to sing soprano to Mr.. fuckers
bass and Umpire Hurst objected. Stivetts
kept it up. and out of respect for Stivetts'
family, Hurst refraned from eating him
and compromised by sending him into
exile in the club house.
During the game the coils managed.
while Whoopla fuckers lungs were in
repose. to scoop in two more runs by two
bases on pals, eour Stolen bases and hit