The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1895-08-20
A Base Ball Romance
How Meyerhasm, a Famous Ball Player, WON Ger
trude O'Brien for His Wife.

erhasm. I will give you one. How long
Is it since you made first base? How
many times have yOu famed out?
When have you held fly or stopped a
grounder? oh. Meyerhasm. you have
forgotten the way to first base; you
have broken my heart with your rotten
ball!' and the sorrowing girl burst into
a torrent OF tears.
Meyerhasm was speechless, for he
felt the justice Of Gertrude O'Brien's
position. Hesitating. yet tender. he
drew near to console her and promise
amends.
"Wretrhed fumbier. do not touch
me-" cried Gertrude OBrien. Am to
be called Queen Of the Rooters and
then link my life to man who couldn't
hit a balloon or catch bail In a
clothes basket? Never. Come no
more near me Meyerhssm. until you
are redeemed"
CHAPTER VI.
81 will win her yet" muttered Meyer
hasm as he turned from the villa De
O'Brien after the interview. II will
win her and wear the pennant as cham
pion Of her heart or call life's game for
ever on account of darkness. Gertrude
O>Brien shall yet be my wife. or my
next homeplate shall be tombstone.
my next umpire an undertaken"
CHAPTER VII
1t was a cold. gloomy day. the last
of the season. The home club. by
steady skill and team work. like the
perfect action OF a clock. had attained
a place side by side with rival club
in the league lead. The world said 1t
was through the matchless work of
Meyerhasm. Gertrude O'Brien thought
So. too. and her heart went out to him
in forgiveness and love.
1T was for me my darling batted
and fielded the home team into the
front rank" thought Gertrude OBrien.
and her soul melted in longing for his
return.
When I can stand before her the
crowned monarch of the diamond, then
will l come" thought Meyerhasm, and
awaited the close of the season in stern
silence.
CHAPTER VIII.
Today was to decide the league cham
pionship. The home club and its rival
had lost and won an equal number OF
games.
play ball." said the umpire, and the
game began.
Inning after inning went by without
a run for either side. At the end of the
eighth inning the score stood to 0.
The ninth inning began. The grand
stand was tense and nervous, while the
rude bleachers fairly sobbed with pent-
up excitement. Gertrude O'Brien sat
in the grandstand where she could
confront the batter. Her face was pale
and set like marble She needed not
what transpired about her. When a
foul tip struck Boru O'Brien In the alb
domen and he was borne. gasping, from
the grandstand by the ushers. Ger
trude O'Brien did not even turn her
head Her heart, her soul. her very
life hung on the issue of the contest
being fought out befoe her.
IF they lose" she whispered, II shall
pass the short balance of my wretched
days In the somber shadows of clois-
ter"
Gertrude O,Brien leaned back, while
two tears starting from her eyes rolled
piteously down her white cheeks and
fell upon Meyerhasm as he sat on the
players bench below. His own eyes
filled as he looked up and saw her
sweet face.
Nothing to nothing in the eighth
howled the official scorer, as he chalked
up the sixteenth goose egg.
The home team retired the foe in
oie . W, n oroe, III .ne Ms. na.. -.
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" ua.' oeitiuut igm MI s neat a.
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PIE gal ~ sho; .!,io nun. yemeu . ,.", .ns
sranu s.ahu. Make MN trow II!
nowieu .he Disac"ers ne was Throw"
out easy ~ hI.t'
Ihe great Meyernasm stePpeu 10
his bat with a rabbifs foot
"I will give him a look of encoura ge-
ment" said Gertrude O'RTien. II will
not rattle him and NAV do him good -
rAs ,Meverha asmsadvanced to tbe MA te
he glanced nm at the beaut,f,Il creature
he adored. She was on the lookout and
gave him the CAV face. He replied with
,oo,. 80 ta,i,a.,oa A. al ~. had
shone in his ewes since that cruel even
ING months before
with the first ball nitcbed came the
and and with tho and cave tr,,,r,nh
for the homa team, The mighty Never.
hasm hated the hall with the force of
some dreadful engine The sbock shiv.
cred the hat to his very prasn The
b,lI scared awav over the can,er
Halder that wrefcbed omciai NOT he.
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