Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1897-08-16
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49, ana Jerry Denny took him under their
MihSs- AS result big Amos was .'str1nr.,
continually. much TO the secret eniovman,
of the players ''s N'e"e
After playing three games at The Polo
grounds the team left for Boston ono ntch,
on the Fail River boat Rusie aanked 81,
each side by his two guardians stood on
river. NP '' Last
When we get out of this river" said
Amos. where do we 20 them
away out i'm the ocean," was Glass
cocks quick retort
I've never seen the ocaan. MIA, q, a,
ike, asked the hoosier
why IT'S nothing but a waste o. wata- :,
chfmed In Denny. 1T reaches from here
10 England and Ireland and Is a b,inar..d
I,iiIes ueep. mug that falls into n Is
gone, sure,' INV u 10
the cabin. w 81 i"u"
Let's have a game of billiards Am,sr"
SAID Charley Bassett. the second baseman
All right. replied the pitcher Where's
the billiard room?" They told him that no
then they roared when Amos came back
with the information that The room, VS.
closed for the night
1T was pretty stormy out and the boat
pesah 10 roll. Glasscock, Denny Rasseit
Buckley and other members of the team
were apparently frightened and began 10
TAX about life preservers.
Neu better put 'em on before we get
ii-to the bunks," said Denny. $50 thai I'm
case The ship sinks we'll float out of the
windows and be saved
what are these preservers. anyway"
amos asked Then they took him to his
state room and told him to stand erect
Denny and Glasscock had brought life pre-
servers from the other state rooms SO that
they were able to literally envelop Amos
In cork belts. The preseryers were put on
TOO. over the big pitchers street clothes
ana he was finally lifted into a berth like
a bag OF salt An hour or so later Denny
VI l.1nxr Of
shouted through the blinds:
She a-sinking, Keep perfectly still
ana lie on your back Amos followed
these instructions to the letter also SIM
| plementing them by not closing his eyes all
night When the team got to Boston in
the morning he whispered to Glasscock:
guess I'll go back by rail-"
Bill Schriver, the Cincinnati catcher was
also a trife green when he first signed with
the Brooklyn club, dozen years ago. Bill
was typical countryman. but was such
a promising ball player that the Brooklyn
club decided to take him on a western trip
Where are We going?' Bill asked the
manager as they boarded train at Jersey
City.
out west" was the laconic reply Then
BIZ sat beside a window and gaZed at the
country passing rapidly by. When the
train reached Newark Schriver looked
around at the other players and then sank
back in his seat. He was apparently merry
Gus about something and kept fidgeting UNI
til the train rolled into Trenton. Then he
grabbed his valise and bat bag and moved
rapidly toward the door
Hey, there. Bill'' yelled the players.
where are you going?'
Why, amt this the end of our route?'s
asked the catcher. How much further
have we got to travel, anyhow" When
Bill finally reached st. Louis he was i'm
a sort of trance.
Ball players thrive on good food when
they are travelling. Some of them go
through the bill of fare at the big hotels
like hungry tramps at a cottage door. Sew
| eral years ago the New Yorks were in
Louisville Dad Clarke and Eddie Burke
| We're sitting at the table together, and Ed
| die said to Dad:
You give the order,''
Dad picked up the program and was
| confronted with a long list of French
| dishes. which Dad wouldn't have attempted
to pronounce for big money.
Come here," yelled Dad 10 the waiter
land don't be swelling up in that dress
suit" Then Dad put his forefinger on
the bill of fare and let it slide slowly down
past the various names.
Gimme some o. that,
Bring me a lot o. that
Il want plenty O. that,
Lug along dish o. this,
Gimme pile O. that stun, and have II
good See,"
Wee! Vice." said the waiter who turn
ed inquiringly to Burke Eddie waved him
Bring me the same,"
teams is nothing compared to the bitter
feeling which used to exist between the
Boston and Providence teams in 1888 and
1884. The players were at swords points
particularly the rival second basemen, Bur-
dock and Jack Farrell The latter resorted
to all sorts of tricks when he was on his
own grounds In Providence such as
Spreading pieces of broken glass near Sec
ond base and preventing the Bostons from
sliding by telling them that the glass was
there. Farrell also was in the habit of
sharpening his spikes to a razor edge and
whenever he reached first base he never
failed TO show his spikes to Burdock with
the warning remark:
I'm coming down there and you'll lose
a leg If you get in the wayr'
Burdock was at a loss to know how TO
stop Farrell, until one day a happy thought
struck him. He bought a coil of barbed
WIRE and, after he had put on his stock
irgs. he wound the wire around the calves
of his legs Then he went out on the field
and said to Farrell:
When you slide today. look out for me
or I'll tear you into ribbons" Jack saw
the wire and became as meek as a lamb