The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1897-06-30

A whipped cur, despised at home,
imposed on abroad, may at least crawl
under his masters barn until his dis
grace is forgotten; the Minneapolis
base ball club. less fortunate, must
turn out in its own home, crippled
and disheartened, and suffer the jeers
and taunts of its whilom ardent ad
mirers.
Consul GoodnOW's young men be-
haved yesterday like a canine who Is
captured by lot Of small boys. They
could not tell whether 1t would be a
kettle or a bunch of fire crackers, but
they felt that they were sure to get
the worst of it anyway. They went
into the game beaten; they came out
of it unconverted. 1t was not a bad
game to look at either-for st. Paul
fans. And you could not tell who the
Sanity City folks were in the stand
and bleachers, either, for every one
was roofing for the Apostles from the
fourth inning on,
Tom Smith pitched for the Nillers,
the first time he has been pitted
against the Saints. Tom is a short
bit of a fellow, not quite so short as
Willie McGill, but wilder. He has
right arm that can kink a ball over
the plate with a great deal more speed
than the attenuated Eddie Boyle really
has any use for If Tom had been
supported as he should have been yes
terday, by himself as we'll as the
others, he might have, should have,
won the game. That, however. is
small consolation for the Mill City
people, who have dropped the appella-
ton rooters, and now only go to the
game to get new combinations in small
figures to play policy with.
Fricken was in the box FOR Comis-
keys men. Prick" got so warn down
in Kansas City he has to wear a
sweater when the thermometer is less
than 10, and he wore this thing yes
terday, except when he was pitching.
The ball slipped out of his hidden
hand like a Chicago alderman sneak
ing out Of bath room in a steam
yacht, and by the time the Mime
apOlis farm hands knew he had pitched
1t. it was to late for them to do much
of anything with it. They hit it fire.
quently, but rarely with safety.
up all night Monday trying to figure
out a way to beat the hoodoo. He gave
the visitors their FIRST bats" and the
shady bench and instructed the cap
tain-manager to quit kicking at the
umpire.
Then he discovered that there wasn't
any umpire. Baker and Preston were
put in then. alternating On plate and
bag plays They did very acceptabIy.
Mcbride, to break the hoodoo, went
UP and bowled one down to Eustace,
who stopped it. Glasscock gave Smith
one, and George was struck out.
The continuity Of the hoodoo was ap-
parent, however, when Letcher, the
tall batter from Iowa, famed the air
on three pitched balls. Miller, how
ever. hit hard one into the neighbor-
hood Of third base. Shugart went
away over and made a sensational
stop: but could not get the ball to
first base in time. 'Doggie" was
caught trying to steal second.
Fred Roat, for whom the Minneapo-
lis papers say the consul general paid
$500 Of his first years salary, then
came up to show whether he was a
genuine phenom or a gold brick, and
when he had gotten through there
were certain suspicious of hocus pocus
abroad in the field Freddy had the
ball sailing all around the field except
within the fair lines, and finally Glass
cock caught one Of these sky-scraping
efforts.
Charley Nyce, who was back in the
game at third base, looking twenty
pounds lighter and the better for it, hit
the ball a rap that nearly knocked
Mr.. Eustace off his pins. Parrot
popped one up and Roat earned per-
hans fifteen cents Of his ia h1lOuS miro
Shugart poked the ball we'll into right
field for two bases, and Nyce went to
third, where he was caught mapping
later. Spies flew out to Eustace and
the side was retired runless. HoIlings-
worth and Shugart ended two before
Eustace surprised himself and every
one else by a low drive into center
field for two full and complete bases
Ball walked by courtesy Of Fricken,
but Boyle couldn't help out, Hollings-
worth throwing him out at first base.
After Holhngsworth hit a hard but