The Saint Paul globe., 1897-05-22

indianapolis brought st. Paul yester-
DAY to realizing sense of the weak
ness Of the Minneapolis and Grand
Rapids teams, and before the Locals
really discovered the change, the
Hoosiers had the contest well in hand.
However, they knew when they had
won it that they had been in a game
of base ball, and not a cake walk as
in Minneapolis. The locals did not lay
down their arms until the ninth wa,
done, and all through the game there
victory through the hazy curtain Of
base ball uncertainty.
Some day, perhaps, the visiting man
ayers will learn not to put pitchers
named Foreman against the Apostolic
hitters. Glenalvin tried Brownie, and
Brownie went into the air in the Sec
ond inning. Brownie is young. Frank
Foreman is his elder brother. A big
league magnate went into trance
once and dreamed the big one was a
pitcher. He took him into the big
league, where, in the expressive tech
nique Of the fraternity, he had break
fast, but did not wait for lunch. 1t
took the st. Paul team just three
innings to show Foreman, the elder, he
would do great deal better as the
after taking picture for moustache
grower than as a high-salaried tWirler
in a fast ball club. The other people
in the park knew, at least an inning
before that, that it was only a queS-
tion Of a minute or two when some one
of the st. Paul electrocutionists would
fatal Salvanic tremor.
WolterS went in. He is a fair-haired
boy who looks as though he ought to
be feeding his fathers focks on the
pastoral hillsides, but, in this case,
appearances are deceptive. Volt is
something of pitcher. He came very
near being worsted by the local slug
gers yesterday. but, fortunately for
him, his team had a start when he
came in and he pulled through after
a fashion, although he did look like a
striped shirt that had been matriculas-
ed by a careless laundress. He was
ali right in spots.
Phyle was selected by Manager
Comiskey to first go after the puffed-
up Hoosiers, fresh from their victories
over Wilmot's disorganized. chicken
hearted cutters. 1t would have been
queer if they had scored once in the
first inning, but for Jack Glasscock
dropping thrown ball. something the
old man does not do once in a dozen
games. Then in the second inning they
made seven more in which two dubious
base decisions by Manassau on runners
IL, 40 o1 r.,
say nothing of Georges inability to see
a high fly in the cloudless sky. Phy1e
got a bad start, but, as it was, if the
field play in the second and fourth
innings, his own included, had been
what it should have been, it would
have been st. PauPs game.
Split milk mends no lamp chimneys,
as the poet said, however, so it may
as we'll be chalked up that st. Paul
played the game to win, lost and will
bob up serenely to win again.
Mcbride did not open very auspi-
ciously, Wood capturing a high foul
from his stick. Hollingsworth went to
bat next and while the spectators were
wondering where he'd play when he
was not batting, he pressed his willow
against a base hit that sizZled through
Foreman's conceit like a wet Roman
candle 1t bounded over the head of a
Foreman's work for a few minutes
was as uncertain as a politicians 3
future, and two Apostles went on the
circuit in obedient spirit. Glasscock
pounded Hollingsworth in. although he
himself and Parrott went out.
Hogriever came to bat first for the
Boosiers. No one clapped hand and
George sulked. He would not bat the
ball, so there. Phyle gave him four ex-
cuses and he walked. Flynn tried to
sacrifice, but Glasscock dropped the
ball on the throw. Gray bunted
Phyle played for the front man, but
Manassau said he was safe at third
The bases were full then and one run
game in on MOTIFS fly to<Parrott.
Phyle gave Mcfarland four, filling
the sacks again, and wild pitch
scored Flynn. Stewards bunt to Glass
cock pushed Gray in and the side ther
went out.
shugart hit to Gray and went out
Spies took four. frankie thought he
was lots bigger than Phyle so he nee6
not be afraid, but a kodak picture Of
his mind when he saw that three-base
hit breaking down McFarland's chasing
legs, would look a great deal like
Walter Wilmot's description of the In.
dianapolis series-a vale Of tears. Nc
Bride hit to left field and Flynn made
an awful bluff at scooping the ball
but it showed through the cloud OF