The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-07-28
A BASE BALL ROMANCE.
From the Washington Post.
CHAPTER 7.


team They stood in the conservatory q
the villa de O'Brien in fashionable quar-
ter Of New Hampshire avenue while the
deepening shadows OF the March even
ing closed soberly yet softly around them.
They Needed not the perfume Of those
priceless exotics which had cost Boru
O'Brien so many doubloOns; they We're
lost in the fragrance Of a deep. mutual
love.
when we are welded. dearest Ger
trude." he murmured. life with me viii
be one perpetual home run"
The lovely girl blushed to the tips of
her shell-hke ears.
And do you really love me, Meyer
sham?' and her tones had soft, cooling
inshoot that set his soul aglow.
III my heart is not wholly yours" he
said, may 1 never get a base on balls
again"
The lips of Gertrude O'Brien and her
lover met in long. chnging kiss.
THAT was a three-bagger, dearest, ne
said, smacking his lips following the
soft and dulcet ceremony, and his voice,
which was as the roar OF Hon to the
tumultuous bleachers, was as gentle as
the note of a dove.
Let us 90 back to the parlor. love-"
said Gertrude OBrien. disengaging her
self from his embrace. 1t is becoming
overdark in the conservatory and Boru
O'Brien, my father, will call strikes on
our intimacy unless we conduct ourselves
with circumspections"
CHAPTER H.
The chilly March evening made the IRE
| grateful. The two lovers sat in the glow
| of the crate and read the happy score
| card of the future in each others eyes.
Yes, dearest, my affections have been
| yours ever since you made that drive 20
| left field fence and brought in two runs
| and tied the game in last seasons series
| with the Brooklyns," and she nestled her
beautiful head upon his shoulder.
Il recall it," said Meyersham, musing-
| ". his hubby. bunty fingers toying with
| Gertrude's silken tresses, Il made second
| base"
eyes. and if it hadn't been for that pro-
volting left-helder ana his pickup ana
| throw TO second you would have made
| home run. How / hated the wretch ana
Gertrude OBrien's eyes flashed fire.
at was a great stop and great throw
he made, though" observed Meyers nam
retrospectively. Il only saved myself by
a Slide
And you slid into the home plate of my
! heart. love-" whispered the sweet girl;
and their lips met in another three-bag-
ger.
CHAPTER III.
What was your batting average OF
last year" demanded Boru O'Brien. stern,
". when Meyerhasm sued for the fair
| hand of his daughter Gertrude, ana
where's your standing as fielder?
Meyerhasm proudly exhibited the Gre
dentials craved. They were satisfactory
to Boru OBrien.
Bless you, my children" he said bless
you. Bless you, and play ball
CHAPTER ~.
| II was tocund June. The season wae
| only a third played through. Nashing-
ton had put up a sad and wretched bali
The club stood a distinguished tenth on
| the league list. only such failures as ST.
Louis and such utilities as Louisville
ranked lower. AS for the great Meyer
ham. he had played yellow BAH from the
first Gertrude OBriens heart was
broken
Il will never marry now" said Gertrude
O'Brien' bursting into tears. Il could new
or bear to have the world point TO my
husband as one of an aggregation of tan
enders."
At last. however. her sorrow settled into
stony resentment.
CHAPTER V.
"All is over between u.s. observed Ger
| trude OBrien to Meyerhasm, when the
| home club returned from its tour. Her
false muffer; butter-fngered wretch
Never dare to look upon my face again.
Meyerhasm couldn't believe his ears
! He laughed nervously, and attempted 10
ravish a kiss from her lips of dew. She
swiped him on his sun-browned cheek
| with her omen hand with force enough
| to splinter a bat-and evaded the caress-
WILLIAM! Don't try to steal base on
me-" she said scornfully. IF you attempt
that again I'll make you think that you've
been struck by a pitched ball
Gertrude O'Brien stepped to cabinet,
and, selecting a catcher's mask, adjusted
it to her beautiful countenance.
Before l drive you from my presence
forever" she said land now that I'm
safe from your loathsome endearments, /
| will ask you what excuse you can make
for your conduct?'
'.VVhat conduct" demanded Meyerhasm,
while his tone showed pain and grieved
amazement. "When l left you, woman of
| the marble heart, you declared you loved
me. l return and am told my dream is
! Ger. Our engagement Is broken Off in the
| first half of the third inning. as II were.
and the game decided against me to D.
| 1t IS of you, perjured woman, an eXplana-
! ton should be demanded.
you ask an explanation?" said Ger
| trude O'Brien bitterly. WILLIAM Meyer
| hasm l will give you one. How long Is
| IT since you made first base? How many
] times have you tanned out . men Id \ .
YOU held a fly or stopped a grounder? oh!
Meyerhasm, you have forgotten the way TO
| the 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 OBriens position.
| Hesitating. yet tender, he drew near TO
console her and promise amends.
"Wretched fumbler. do not touch me,
| cried Gertrude O'Brien. Il am tQ be called
| Queen of the Rooters and then link to q
| man who couldn't hit balloon or catch
4 a ball in a clothes basket? Never Come
no more near me, Meyersham, until you are
| redeemed"
CHAPTER VI.
'I will win her yet muttered Meyer
hasm as he turned from the villa De
| O'Brien after the interview. Il will win
her and wear the penant as champion of
| her heart or call life's game forever on
account of darkness. Gertrude O'Brien
shall yet be my wife, or my next home
| plate shall be a tombstone, my next UNI
| pire an undertaken"
CHAPTER VII.