The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1897-06-19
FIRE FIGHTERS WIN
The Policemen fleet with Reg
ular Waterloo.
THIRTY-0NE TO SIXTEEN
A SCORE THAT TELLS ITS OWN
STORY.
Jim Adams Giants Unable TO Cope
with the Husky Firemen-Com-
missioner Dinniny ofiiciated as
Umpire-The Rooters Out in Force.

~ III pa - AS LNOSASAS 0Ae "a LNASO
The blue-coated and diEnified ami
hilators Of the evil deer 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 ana confused and con-
quered. 1t was like unto Napoleon
gathering his 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 umpire'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 wielders
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 best fash
ion 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 thousand people were attracted
to the campus. 1t is the largest and
most fiattering attendance which has
been at q 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
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
. f.a11 l,.A
witnessed the way the patrolmen got
tangled up with themselves and threw
themselves violently down and tore up
whole cart loads of dust when a 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 firemen, who did not take that
as an emblem of mourning which would
shortly be very appropriate.
UMPIRE DINNINY.
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 bouquet, which was
looked upon as a peace-offering and a
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
filled 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
radius of first base. where
his maulers were doing execution, and
escaped him. And the firemen had
hangs the tale of the sad and panied
look which sits upon the brow of Jim
Adams.
Cahoon. behind the bat, was a ball
annihilator, and Woods, whose lank
and besinewed form was located in the !
box, was by no means to be taken as
young and tender at the sport.
THE BLUE COATS.
Jim Adams ball publishers had such |
advantage as is to be found in colIos- |
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 fha d11fiac rr-;+b
great grace and aplomb, and both |
handled the bat with great vehemence
and emphasis which was taken TO be
he result of long practice with the i'm
elements of war which they daily ham
lie. But the wild surging and plungins
4 the field, and the harsh way in