The Portland daily press., 1896-07-18

Do you renlein Der when your pa took
you to the circus to see the animals,
some years ago, and as you strolled from
cage to cage man entered with his
sleeves rolled up and q big pait of meat
in his hand?
Do you recall the roRr that went up
from the asaemb led beasts the minute
they put their optics on this humble
citizen with the big bucket of raw beef
steaks. If SO and you were out to yester-
lays ball game, it must have recalled
those days of your boyhood to your mind.
In this case Umpire Hunt was the man
with the meat pail. and the so-oalled
New Bedfords were the animals.
A close decision was what produced the
stfeot. 1t was a signal for the roars to
gn up just as it did from the ami mails
when you went to the menagerie. There
was growl from big bear Weddige, a
howl from the brown tiger Weihl, snar1
from Jackal Braun, and aiyap zap from
the prairie deg Steere.
They a II came together when the word
was given, and so long as we were ahead
most of the time, and SO long as We won
the growls were rather amusing on the
whole.
At the same time the ginger the New
Bedfords put into their work, their
evident intentions to win, if they have
TO scrap little TO do so, isn't the worst
fault In the world.
1t shows their good intentions at any
rate.
While the Portlands were never once
headed yesterday, at the same time the
game was close enough to make people
mad when our side made an errors, or
when q base hit didn't show up as it
should have done.
Six of our eight runs were made in the
second inning and strange to say those
six tallies came much as Fall Rivers
plurality did the day before.
a..Two were out and Shortstop Steere had
a chance to retire the side just as Short
stop Bone did the day before. He failed
though just as Bone did, and then you
should have seen the base hits come
along. Slater got one, and Hill got one;
then came Magoon with one. and there
after Duncan with another. Musser
closed the ssries with his second for the
inning.
Oh dear, dear, it was glorious to see
these base hits come galloping along into
our trap. 1t is like landing one big
trout and then another big trout. and
then another, and so on whom you are
out fishing and the man in the next boat
IS not gett ing any.
Well, anyway we got six runs, which
far starter might be worse, don't you
think?
No such inning as that came to us
thereafter though. a run here and there
dropped down into the basket Of the
righteous. TIE trouble was though, EEthat
the New Redfords were getting some
too.
In the third, a couple of singles and
two bases on balls madc two for them.
In the fourth two singles and a double
counted for three, mostly because Bone
dropped a ball Slater throw at him,
though 1T is n question whether Slater
wasn't as much to blame as Bone. With
one they made IN their first, you see
that's six.
A wild throw by Steere fixed us out
with one more in the sixth. In the
seventh, though we got our worst fright.
Weihl had singled and Braun was up.
The silver haired lad hail been dreadfully
sassy" all through the game, and made
remarks in in this same line of thought
when he stepped to the plate. Umpire
Hunt judiciously administered a five
dollar plaster, and thet made Silver SC
mad that he raped the Dali over left
field fence, which didn't please US half as
much as the plaster did.
Now allow Uwo innings TO elapse which
brings New Bedford to The bat again for
the final turn with the score one against
them. Murphy nit swift one to Musser,
who tumbled down and let it go by him.
The fatal run was one step nearer.
Weihl hit in the air to Musser and the
run recedsd STEP Then Braun took his
turn. He hit to Magoon. The ball went
like shot from Magoon to Musser and
from Musser it went TO Slater.
A double play was completed and the
game was ours, IL we don't win an-
other one this season. Attendance 400.
The score:
PORTLAND.