St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1895-07-20
A WIZARD At THE BAT.


Ball Game.
The hero of the tale has become pos
sessed of Aladdin's lamp, and he sum.
mons the genie to win . game of base
ball that he himself had almost lost as
pitcher. The following is an account
of the genie's appearance on the dia'
mond:
He unlocked his valise and took out
the lamp and rubbed it; instantly
Pulsifer Jukes stood before him, q
broad grin on his face.
1--WE been expecting you to call me
for the last hour" he said. Really, !
don't know when I've laughed SO
much"
You've seen the game, have your
asked Chris, trying to assume = care
less air.
YES" giggled the genie. 81 had the
curiosity to be on hand. Such playing!
He! he! he! Say. did you ever see a
game of baseball before? Honest.
now
between you and Bob and the rest
of them." returned the boy hotly. II
was 50 ratified that I couldn't play ut
all"
That's right, blame mel" shrieked
the genie. "Why don't you say it was
all my fault? See here, what do You
want this time?'
II want you to change yourself into
my double and play the game for me. y"
Enough saidr' And the genie rushed
from the room.
From his window. Chris saw his
representative take his place to strike.
The three men preceding him had all
made base-hits, and the bases were
full. The Renie's appearance was
greeted by = despairing Rrosn from
the Lincolnvilles, and one boy said:
IF we only had . batter like Phil
Burns he would bring in these three
men; but there's NO show now"
The first ball was IN easy one. but
the genie missed it by At least foot.
ut which Dusenbury boy called ont:
HE has holes in his hiatt" and every
one laughed. though the manifesto
tions of mirth on the part of the Lin
colnvilles were by no means rs bolster
Gus Is those in which tho Dusenburys
saw 1T to indulge.
When the genie failed to hit the
second ball. Chris murmured despair
ingly:
"He can build palaces, but he can't
play ball for sour apples. might
have known-By jingO!"
The genie had struck the third
pitched ball such . terrific blow that
the bat broke in two. Toward the
barn, then over it, went the ball, every
boy in the field staring 1t it in amaze
ment Phil Burns hit was nothing
compared with it.
Down near third tho Lincolnville
coacher was shrielsing frantically:.
"Spr,nt, you snails, sprint! Gre-ea-t
Scott! wasn't that . dandy crack!'
The attention of the spectators was
almost diverted from the three men
already on bases. who were running
for home, by the amazing of
the genie rs he scudded down to first.
Having arrived there. he stopped and
stared about him, IN expression of per
plexity upon his face, Is il looking for
the ball.
In his excitement At this singular
on the part of his representa-
tive, Chris entirely forgot himself and
yelled: whats the matter with you?
Rum But luckily the tumult on the
diamond was 30 great that NO one
heard him.
What on earth ais you. Wsgsta6?'
the captain. Have you gone
TO sleep there?"
BY this time the boy who had been
on first when the strike was made
reached third, and started for the
the other two having al
ready scored.
The genie now apparently reused
and resumed his run 1T the
same rate Of speed that had SO aston
ished the boys when he was ON his way
to first He crossed second base like
IN express train, whizzed down to third
like . fash; and in another second,
after nearly running over the man
ahead of him, landed on the home-plste.
having first turned . complete double
He did not appear to be in tho least
out of breath rs he cried:
'Score Wagsta6r'
A scene of frenzied enthusiasm in the |
ranks Of the Lincolnites followed; the
seemed parslyzed with a.
and dismay. - Albert |
stearns. in St Nicholas.