The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1898-06-14
with crowd that applauded ever,

move
Much difficulty was encountered in stuffing
Johns mammoth bulk into playing uniform.
While he sat in the little office talking about
fights, the Prince of Wales AMI ball games,
an express wagon backed up with an oblong
box The box contained a pair of bicycle
shoes, large size, with polished soies.
"I'll break me neck in them things,
grumbled the new twirler.
So an attendant placed a shoe on either
hand and plowed through a cinder path until
the bottoms were rough enough to please the
Amos Rusie of Weehawaken- Then they led
John away to the club house and dressed him
in uniform. The shirt was ample, but the
biggest pair of canary-colored bicycle trou-
sers to be found in Greater New York fitted
the gladiator like coat of yellow paint. A
red cap was given him, but he threw it aside
and said:
''Cut that out. don't like the co.or.''
They dug up blue one, and then with
enough leather betting about his midriT to
gear shingle factory. John was ready for
business.
Say he said to Capt Morehead. of the
Weehawkens. ''if any low grounders come me
way, don't go after en-
'Why?" asked the captain.
These pants won't stand for anything like
that: I'll cut the low grounders. See?"
When johns started across the fed with
Manager Mersheimer cruising ahead like a
pilot fish. the popuiace rose up and howled.
The spectacle was one to awaken enthusiasm.
John had both sleeves rolled up to the Shout
ers, exposing his massive arms, which were
slightly cooked at the elbows. The yellow
belt was buried in yielding folds of adipose
tissue. and the trousers were tight that
John did not dare risk his heals on the
ground. At intervals of ten Steps he re-
moved his cap and bowed as gracefully as
the trousers would permit.
AS Johns side went first to bat he sat
on the bench and rested. Then he pitched.
The first man persisted a grcunder' from
third to first John stuck cut his chest.
The next batsman flied to center. John
hitched up his clinging trousers and rubb ed
some saliva on the ball. A single to left
center caused John to pull a mammoth silk
handkerchief from his pistol pocket and wipe
his brow. Twice he side-stepped from the
box and threw to catch the runner mapping
at first (Cheers.)
The catcher made a face at John through
his mask The new pitcher mold in token
that the sign was understood, and then IN
hooked a wild pitch that missed the plate
by six feet. But the next man rolled an
John walked to the bench with an air of
one who had whipped all the champions CT
the universe in bunch. Then he selected
a bat and squared off at the plate. The
opening ball would have lit him on the db-
domen but for the depression caused by the
belt. He missed the next one and then fouled
out to the catcher.
you got a piece of it, john" yelled the
crowd.
The home run in the next set John to
coughing and rubbing his pitching arm. but
he retired the side without further damage.
His work as umpire was without incident
until the last inning: With the score to a
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steal home while the catcher was returning
the ball to the pitcher. The runner was on
easy out but John yelled "safe," and there
was none to dispute. After the game John
said:
'The young fellow was out all right but I
liked his nerve. See? He deserved the run,
and he got it. See?"
Score
R.H.E.
Ironsides .!....0 4 0 0 0 % -
West New York; 0 0 0 2 2-10 70 6
Batteries, Bremen and O'Neill; Sullivan,
Johnson and Lamar.