The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1897-05-25

ST Paul worsted Minneapolis again,
and now, after meeting five of the
seven other clubs in the Western
lea que. it has a majority of the season
series so far in each case, besides be-
Ing practically 125 points ahead of its
nearest competitor in the pennanr
race.
The Millers, to give them credit, are
PLAYING in hard luck. They made one
hit more than the Saints yesterday,
and only scored four times. in one OF
which they were assisted by an error.
The Saints, on the other hand, made
but seven singles, and scored nine
times, with the assistance of only two
errors by the Millers
In a vain endeavor to shake the
hoodoo they recited all sorts of incanta-
TONS writing releases for weak play
ers on pretty tinted paper, which had
been singed around the edges in the
fiuttering fame of perfumed candle.
They gave the base sacks three card
monte shuttle to see if they could not
find the element of bad luck contained
somewhere there. They finally sent
the Saints to bat first, knowing that
they would be first in batting at the
end of the season anyway. But it was
all in vain. They lost the game.
They are going to try and get
game from Columbus today, and, fall
ing in that, they will hang the PEN
nant wrong side up, abolish their
salary list and let the street railway
company put in a summer opera COM
pany, for they do say the street rail-
way company gets ten cents each for
a number of the fans who go out TO
the park daily on passes.
Mcbride did not seem to be afraid
of shouldering the hoodoo when he
went to bat in unusual order, al
though it did look suspicious when
Harvey, the authenticated hurler from
the Pacific slope, hurled hot one into
the funny bone Of the Apostolic CENTER
fielder. Mac went to second as soon
as he had revived from the chaotic
condition which the blow superinduced
in his nedulla oblongata. Nyce went
in then while Tim O'Rourke took care
of the bats in the check room. Charley
waited for four of Harvey's widest.
George forced Nyce out, but Mcbride
scored on GlasScocks grounder to
Pickett. Parrot hit the ball, but it
went straight for the center field. "Oh,
hoi you're OUT was heard in eXultant
rhapsody from one of the sixteen Min
neapoIis fans, who had purchased seats
in the grand stand, the rest being dead
heads and ST. Paul people; "Wilmot
won't do thing to that, I guess
The eX-Chicagoan poised himself on
tip toe as if meditating whether he had
better play it down the cushion or four
times around the table. Then he let
his heels down and danced a few
bars of an ancient dime museum turn.
He smiled haughtily. The ball was
coming right toward his waist. It
seemed to be drawn that way. Walters
waist was not checked either, although
they say he is great on drawing checks.
The ball had reached it's highest eleva-
ton. Parrott, chasing along toward
first, watched it with look of despair
upon his face. In a majestic curve the
sphere descended.
"Oh my Walter'n get it," proudly
and confidently exclaimed fair fan
as she waved another fan.
From far across the park could be
ne2Iu The h6TCuuS Ol Idll1nS DOQy
striking some tangible obstacle; the
eye observed few frantic clutches
reminiscent of Ophelia trying to
pick lawn mowers out of her hair, the
ball rolled a few feet in the gravel
field, and from the parched threats Of
the Minneapolis fans came hoarse
"Ohw
1t was not the exultant rhapsody Of
the wedding march; it was the funeral
measure of dirge. Walter had muffed
fly.
George was resuscitated, having fall
en- in a faint at third at the horrible
tumble, and rushed across the plate.
Shugart got base on balls, but Hol-
lingsworth hit the ball high and gave
Dan Lally, who it was whispered
about, was playing his last game with
the Millers a chance to show how
much better ne was than the supposed
"real thing in center.
Lally's base on balls, single, and a
tumble by Shugart gave the Millers
one, and they were somewhat reas-
sured. It's getting so, when they
score one run, they don't feel so lone