The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-08-16


when the first inning was done we had
four runs off their favorite twirler and
one of EN- was homer I put over the
fence.
1 Then the Bransheld nine began play
in nasty They saw that with Reggie
Van Rensselaer, pitching and me behind
: the bat they had no show So they
! started 10 lay US out. Their pitcher
+ kept me lodging in-shoots when / went
/ to bat and he hit me once. IL didn't
/ hurt, but just showed their temper.
/ Finally Reggie ran to cover the bag
I on slow hit ball 20 Pete Brown at
/ hrst, and the runner, a big fellow
/ bumped him over with his shoulder
and then Jumped on him with his
| spikes. Reggie might have bled 70
4 death only for doctor on the grounds
and he was carried away in an ambu-
ldhce- Dan Delaney came in from CEN
/ Ter to pitch. and Josh Hapgood went
4 to play center himself.
! wen, they couldn't hit Dan, either,
/ Tor where. Reggie had barrel hoop
curves. Dan had shriekin' speed and an
uhuerhand ball that was a sealed book
( 70 EN-. So we blanked em TO the sew
etl'n When Dan was hit i'm the face with
an III ana went down and out. too
That put us on Queer street. Jim
Harrison, who only had straight HAN
came IN 70 pitch. Hennessy covered
second, Pint Billins shifted over 10 left
ana we went on playin' with eight
men. The Brandsfielders hammered
jim good and hard. getting four runs
IN the eighth and tying the score. They
got three more in the ninth, but we got
] busy, too, and in the tenth / sent Pete
3 BfoWn IN with the winning run with a
drive to the fence after he'd doubled.
'Nothingd do the Brandsfeld people
put we must play the same team at
the same grounds on the next day and
as an added inducement they offered
to bet 500 on the game.
Josh HapgOod never could resist the
temptation of money, and as the per-
centage of the gate with a big crowd
was a nice round sum. he accepted.
Then he got the wire hot looking for
extra men, for neither Dan nor Reggie
would be able to play for a week. He
teiegraphed to Stafford for the pitcher
o their nine to come up and earn SIS
pitchin the game. bue we found after
ward that the Bransfield telegraph op-
orator was an ardent rooter and never
sent 2the message. So we were left
high and dry.
But as lay in bed listening 10 Pete
Browns honest snores alongside O. me
that night | got TO thinkin' of a wav to
circumvent ?these BransfeId robbers.
50 the next morning when 1 got up
determined on a plan.
AT the railroad station that morning
l got hold of a Teller named Barton
who was beatin' his way to Beaumont.
who had played out in the White Metal
league, and ! signed him to play for a
ten spot that afternoon. ItOOk him TO
the hotel, got him into a sapre uniform,
and the Bransfelders never ?xwouId
q known he wasn't one o US. That
gave us ?xfn ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
gave us nine men,
"Then l went on my errand. got a
bottle o. what I wanted, and came back
to my room. Pete was just getting up.
! He. was lOOlkin at some ugly Eashes on
his shins and cussin' all Branshelders
an inch high.
Cheer up says I. You won't get
any more o that. If the Bransfield
gang does any spikin' today it'n be be-
/ cause they got more vitality that 1
think they have Then L went to work
on my old suit.
''Wlel, as the Stafford pitcher didn't
show up that afternoon we had to play
| Josh HapgOOd in center again. Barton
/ in left and Pint Billings in right. And
the hobo fielder made good, 1 tell you,
efrOm the start, and justified my good
/ eye in pickin' out a ball player.
As on the day before, az long as
| they were ahead the Bransfelders
! played clean enough. They hit Jim
| Harrison pretty freely, but lightnin'
| fieldin' by Pinch Hobbs and Johnny
| Harrison and Hennessy and Pete
| Brown kept 'em within reach With
/ the score s to 3 against US in the sew
enth we cut loose. Barton waited for
/ base. Johnny Harrison sacrificed,
| Josh HapgOOd famed Gas usuaD and
/ Pinch singled Then Jimmy sent in
| two runs with a nice double. In the
! eighth Hennessy tripled-he would
/ have had a homer but for their third
baseman tripping him up-and Bill
/ lings sent him in with long fly. That
/ made II s to 6. They got a
/ run in the last half of the eighth, but
in our half of the ninth the deed was
| done Pete Brown put one against the
/ fance for a double. I tripled on top
! of him, Barton sent me in with a single,
! stole second and Johnny Harrison was
/ hit. Josh famed again and Pinch
/ cracked out a double that put us a. run
came in for their last turn, and they
| We're ready to MAIN or kill, it didn't
make much difference.
when / walked up behind the bat
1 had done a little foOlin' with my mitt.
! Nobody saw it.
Their first batter put up a high hy
/ that Josh HapgoOd gracefully muffed.
/ and the fellow got second. The next
man got ready to kill the ball and the
score.
Right here I says to Jimmy. just
/ as he pitched the ball plunkin' my
] right hand hard into my mitt. A little
1 squirt o somethin' no one but me could
see shot out over the plate.
! The batter gave kind o. sup
/ pressed shrek, tried to bat at the ball,
and most dropped the bat.
Strike, yelled the umpire. He
| could not say anything else or he
would have. The ball split the plate.
! We'll, there was nOthin' doin with
| that batter. He struck out and walked
away. rubin his eyes. which was very
/ water
! THE next man was a dangerous hit
ter, but just as he squared his shout
/ ders to kill a straight one I plunked
my mitt again and he didn't come
/ within a yard of it. He famed too.
THE next man Jimmy hit. putting
\ two on bases. -Four balls went TO the
next, and they were full The crowd
was crazy. and the Bransfielders were
/ hopping up and down ike chestnuts on
/ a redhot stove.
Then a big fellow lay up against
/ one of Jimmie's slow ones and put IL
, on "A line over short My tramp out
/ fielder was coming in fast TO take il on
the first bound, but I saw his throw I'D
! never reach in time less somethin' des-
perate was done. And 1 was right
! there.
Il knew that man on third would try
to spike me if I got in the way. and I
run for the ball He came for me, sure
| enough. spikes first but I let 'em go
| between my legs and planked my hlitt
right in his face, at the same time
reaching m and taking Bartons pretty