The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1897-06-19
FIRE FIGHTERS WIN
The Policemen fleet with a Reg
ular Waterloo.
THIRTY-ONE TO SIXTEEN
a SCORE THAT TELLS IT'S OWN
STORY.
Jim Adams Giants Unable to Cope
with the Husky Firemen-Com-
missioner Dinniny oficiated as
Umpire-The Rooters Out in Force.

The blue-coated and dignihed ami
hilators Of the evil doer met the fire
extinguishers on the university cam
pus and when the blue mists of even
ing gathered over the baseball arena,
Jim Adams picked giants retired from
the field tattered and confused and con-
quered. 1t was like unto Napoleon,
gathering mis- valiant warriors around
him, and retreating before blazing Mos
COW and the fiery onslaughts of the
bearded Cossacks.
Two vehicles rambled over the field
when the battle was over and the dust
had settled The Black Maria, which
was freighted with Jim's picked cargo
of defeated giants, lurched away noise
lessly as an ambulance. Almost at
their heels came the victorious firemen
with fiuttering flags and prancing
steedS.
Captain Adams, chief of the frock-
coated and defeated ones, lays the
blame of the conquest of the fire de-
partment upon the shoulders of Com
missioner Dinniny, who umpired the
game and escaped with his whiskers
and attire intact. 1t is true that some
of the uInpire's decisions were unique
and lurid, but that large and lumin-
Gus score Of 81 TO 16 is what the I'M
educated public takes to, final and de-
cisive. But people do not make this
argument to Warrior Adams. 1t isn't
safe When the chief of the wlelders
of the club looks down upon anyone
with that set, basilisk stare, no one is
likely TO arise and oppose him.
The weather was after the pest fash
Jon of June days. The sky was not as
blue as the azure coats with which the
police baseballists are wont TO decorate
their beats, nor did the beams of the
sun glimmer redly as the crimson belts
of the fire fighters who were preparing
to make a fricasee of their rivals. But
there were Zephyrs in the air, and al
most a thousand people were attracted
to the campus. 1t is the largest and
most fattering attendance which has
been at a baseball meet this year in
Zion. But a contest between fire fight
ers and thug fighters, OF course, was
no ordinary occasion.
POLICEMEN. THE FAVORITES.
Soon after the last rooter had climbed
to a convenient nook in the highest
part of the tall sycamore tree that
overlooks the arena, Jim Adams and
his company of victims came on the
field. There were loud and hilarious
shouts. Jim's men were the favorites,
strange TO say, even among the small
boys, who had felt the tattoo of the
official club upon their fingers.
We are sure winners" said Jim,
with a radiant smile as he looked over
the field, dotted with his white-shirted
warriors.
Everyone did not take the captains
word for it. especially after they had
witnessed the way the patrolmen got
tangled up with themselves and threw
themselves violently down and tore up
whole cart loads of dust when ball
came towards them.
The firemen were received with looks
of intense indifference from the multi
tude The rooter thought they would
be eaten up-and said so. The firemen
wore black shirts. There was no one
in all that campus and grand stand,
save the firemer. who did not take that
as an emblem OF mourning which would
shortly be very appropriate.
UMPIRE DUMMY.
When Commissioner Dinniny came on
the campus. arrayed in his saffron
whiskers and glorious neckwear, he
was received with universal smiles,
which bore no hint of the sweeping and
ferocious condemnation he was shortly
to receive One of the firemen handed
the commissioner a bouquet, which was
looked upon as a peace offering and
bribe. and fatal results to the blue
coats and brass buttons were predicted.
But it put the commissioner at once
in a graceful and radiant mood, and
filed him with a sense of the import
ance of his calling.
No one among the uninitiated eX-
pected to see such baseball as that
which was witnessed when Commits
sioner Dinniny lazily strolled to the
pitchers box and called on the ball
tossers to start.
TWAS A GREAT GAME.
There were professionals in the midst
of these self-same fire-fighters and
coppers. Love. who covered first base,
not only spoiled several balls and lost
another large supply in distant barn
yards, but no ball came within an
eighth-yard radius of first base, where
his maulers were doing execution, and
escaped him. And the firemen had
others of this variety, and therein
hangs the tale of the sad and panied
look which sits upon the brow of Jim
Adams.
Cahoon, behind the bat, was ball
annihilator. aud Woods, whose lank
and besinewec form was located in the
box, was by no means to he taken as
young and tender at the sport.
THE BLUE COATS.
Jim Adams ball publishers had such
advantage as is to be found in collos-
sal proportions, and if it had been a
tug-of-war or golf. or a prize skating
match, undoubtedly they would have
been the winners. Perry did some fast
and luminous execution on second base,
and Tom Shannon did the duties with
great grace and aplomb, and both
handled the bat with great vehemence
and emphasis which was taken to be
the result of long practice with the i'm
plements of war which they daily han
die. But the wild surging and plunging
in the field, and the harsh way in