New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1897-08-01

him that you VIII nave Il Mexican DUEL
whats thatr'
"Tie your left wrists together. and fight with
knives in your right hand That'n scare the tar
out Of him"
And It did The seconds had a meeting at
the cafe of the Moulin Rouge and gave CANNES
seconds the choice Of the duel Yale or the duel
Mexico. Canine had wish to tie himself to a
man with knife ir his hand. and his seconds
came the next day to choose and solemnly chose
League ball-the one that had been used
against the Harvard nine.
Will will any OF us-ever forget that duel?
Canine and his people came upon the ground
almost at the same time as we. 1t was behind
the Mill Of Longchamps Of course. Roubault
was one of CANNES seconds. and he carried the
ball In lacquered Japanese tobacco jar-gnger-
ly as II 1t were bomb. We were quick getting
to work. Canine and This Animal Of Buddy
Jones' were each to take his baseball in his
hand. stand back to back, walk away from
each other just the distance between the pitch
ers box and the home plate 1--WE had seen to
thaD turn on the word. and-deliver their balls
How do you feel?" whispered to our prin-
cipal. as I passed the ball into his hands
Il feel just as If vas going into match
game. with the bleachers full to the tops, and
the boys hitting her up for Yale. We ought
10 give the YELL y know"
"How's the ball?"
"A bit soft and not quite round Bernard Of
the Harvard nine, hit the shape out of 1t in A
drive over our left field, but it'll do all right, all
right"
This Animal Of Buddy Jones" bent and gath
ered up bit of dirt, TT obed the ball in It, and
ground 1t tetween his palms The mans arms
were veritable connecting rods. and were strung
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rubber l remembered what he said about few
catchers being able to hold him, and recalled
the pads and masks and wadded gloves of base
ball game. and 1 began to feel nervous. II
CANINE was hit on the temple or over the
heart
Now, say. old man. go slow, you know. We
don't want to fetch up in Mazas for this BY
the-way. what kind Of ball are you going to
give him? What's the curve?"
Il don't know yet Maybe I'll let him have an
upshoot Never make up my mind until the last
moment"
"All ready, gentlemen" said Roubault, com
Ing up.
Canine had removed coat, vest and cravat
This Animal of Buddy Jones" stripped 20 a
sleeveless undershirt. He spat on his hands
and rubbed little more dirt on the ball
PLAY BALI" he remarked
| we set them back to back On the word they
paced from each other and paused This Ami
NAL OF Buddy Jones" shifted his ball to his
right hand. and, holding it between his fingers.
delicately raised both his arms high above his
head and little over one shoulder With his
toe he made little depression in the soil. while
he slowly turned the ball between his fingers
Fire. cried Roubault
On the word This Animal of a Buddy Jones"
turned abruptly about on one foot, one leg came
high on the ground till the knee nearly touched
the chest-you know tie movement and position
weil-the uncanny contortions Of a pitcher about
to deliver
Canine threw his ball overhand-bowled Il as
s done In cricket, and 1t went wide over our
mans shoulder. Down came Buddy Jones's foot.
and his shot forward with a tremendous
jerk. Not till the last moment did he glance
az his adversary or measure the distance.
1T Is an in-curver exclaimed Horse Wilson
in my
We could hear the ball whrr as it left gray
/ blurred streak In the air. Canine made as II
to dodge it with a short toss of head and neck
| it was all he had time for-and the ball, faith
full to the last twist Of the pitchers fingers,
swerved sharply inward at the same moment
and in the same direction.
When we got to CANINE and gathered him up, |
| vertically believed that the fellow had been done
for. For he lay as he had fallen, straight a
ramrod and quite stiff. and his eyes were
winking like the shutter of kaleidoscope. But
prize-hghters knocked out by single blow. said