The record-union., 1897-09-13
THE HEESMkNS VICTORIOUS.
THE BAY LADS PUT IT ON THE
GILT EDGES.
a Great Crowd at the Ball Game
The Score Was Eleven
to Six.
Eleven to six, with the Gilt Edges on


be- The shining gilt was all battered
of the edge OF the home team yester-
day afternoon, and that which glittered
when the battle opened, was tarnlshed
and ragged when the last shot had been
fired.
1t is sorrowful to relate, but it is as
true as gospel, and the rooter with his
roofing instrument, and the man with
the gut edge cowbeu weeped and wall
ed and cursed the Heesmans Of oak
land. and finally went home with
out 50 much as offering few words
of consolation to the men VINO sOC
licked" by the kids.
Probably four thousand people wit
messed the bitter. blistering defeat Of the
of the Gilt Edge team at Snowflake
Park. and when it became a foregone
conclusion that the favorites We're not
in it with the visitors, nearly all OF
those 4. .OOO people sat and scOwled and
looked sour and said ugly things 10 one
another.
They even refused to be comforted
with the thought of what might have
been had the Gilt Edges played bet
ter, or the Heesmans played worse,
and the sting ranked deeply.
Before the game was called, nine out
Of evc1y ten men, and all of the wo-
men present, were asking: Who are
the Feesmans?' but at the conclusion
OF the game, the inquiry was changed
to the wall: Shoot the Heesmans!
The Feesmans, whoever they were,
played ball, and when they again re-
turn to the Capital City almost every
body will know who they are.
The Heesmans put q little fellow,
who went by the name Of Farron, into
the box. and he pitched ball And
such ball! Great ramshOrn twisters
and double-jointed rainbow curves that
knocked the eye out of all calculations
the brewers made, and Shanahan, "Old
Hoss." and Lockhead, Safe and Sure,
covered themselves with sackcloth and
ashes when they streaked great creases
in the atmosphere and famed out.
And Peters, the visitors backstop,
had a disagreeable habit of shooting
a runner out at second with as little
effort as the brewers would make to
swallow off a beaker of their taVorlte
tipple Then a man named Feeney,
who took care of the second cushion
for the visitors, had a peculiarly VI
cious habit of stopping everything that
came along, and one of the Smith fami-
" was out where the shortstop stops,
and stopped all kinds of balls that
SHE'D along in his neighborhOod-
De Costa was in the box for the Gilt
Edges. but he Vas erratic. He pitch
ed balls as crCbked as a Hindoo, but
many Of them would not scOOt over
the plate. Besides all that the slim
youths from the Bay batted out all
kinds of flies and grounders, and along
toward the small end Of the battle
when the fighting had got down to in
dividual combats with Umpire Joe
Shea. he went out into the right field
and brGwny Jay Hughes came in and
twisted the sphere.
But It was too late. Alas, and alackl
the Brewers were beaten stem and
stern, and even though the redoubtable
Jay held the visitors down, the latter
declined to let a brewer within calling
distance of the home plate.
Great ball was played during the
first three innings, and not man from
either nine crossed the line a winner,
but in the fourth the crowds in the
bleachers and the grandstand howIed
with exquisite delight The husky
brewers piled up four runs, and this
is how they did it:
Jay Hughes walked to the plate and
sent an easy grOunder out to Sweeney.
The latter tossed the ball ten feet over
Suits head. and Jay anchored on the
second cushion. Then \. Smith stepped
up. waited till the balls apssed by, and
then walked to the initial bag. Shan
ahan. "Old HOss," also got four ballS,
and the bases were full, with nobody
out Then LOckhead hit a hot one to
Smith, =. who fumbled it, and finally shot
a wild one to Stutt at first base, letting
in Jay Hughes and Smith. and making
Shanahan a fixture on third.
Walker struck out, and then Farrell.
the stout Vallejo boy raped out long
safe one into the back reaches Of the
central cOuntry-the first hit of the
game-and Shanahan and Lockhead
paced in, while Farrell stopped at the
third station. De Costa flew out to
Smith, of the Smith family, and
Buck" Hughes lined one out to Feeney
and died al first runs.
But revenge is sweet, and has been
ever since Abel fixed a bent pin in
Gains chair, and when the Heesmans
came to the scratch in the fifth inning,
they had blood in their eyes. Poor
Buck Hughes bore the brunt of the
abuse after the visitors had done the
wiping up act, and regrets, if he had
any, did not mend matters. Six tallies
was what the Heesmans did to the Gilt
Edges. and it looked like this:
Denny. the third baseman. walked
down on called balls. Feeney hit a
safe pop into short center field and
Denny stood on the second pillow. Far
ron flew out to Shanahan, and Smith
of the Smith persuasion. tipped an
easy one to De Costa and went out at
first
Then Watrous toed the scratch and
sent a beauty out over Nick Smiths
head. and the bases were full. Peters
sent one to De Costa which turned him
half around and Denny came home
bases still full.
Then Lanigan. who kept up the bars
In the middle pasture, smashed one out
TO Ed Hughes. and Feeney and Watrous
paced in. Borland famed out, and on
a side play in which it was expected
the grand stand would take an interest
Peters got over the plate.
Then Stutt hit out TO Shanahan who
dropped it. and Borland ran in. Denny
finished things by foolishly sending out
fly TO Walker Score-6 to t, with
the Gilt Edges on the short end.
In the sixth. the brewers spurted and