Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1903-01-10

is'oii ?. iiiS Hat tlppeu a. O. ohoiC y
forty-five degrees, a cigarette in on
corner of his mouth and a toothpick il
the other. Taking his polo stick from
the corner where he had thrown i
the day before. With a grand see-how
leasy-it-is strike he sent the bal
humming for the doorway under tht
leaves. satisfied grin was beamins
ION his coLntenance when there was {
loud crash of breaking glass, and tht
look suddenly turned to one of pain. liz
rushed to the goal and found that tho
force of the stroke had sent the bal
sailing over the box and through six
outside windows that Bill. the janitor
hai placed there for safety. They
We're at once removed.
| BY this time the members of both
teams had arrived, three on side
two rushes and a goal-tender, each
with an air of confidence as though the
bird of victory had already perched
upon his shoulder.
| Brown. fat job printer. was chosen
referee. and Coxey, telegraph mes
senger, scorer.
| The floor had been sprinkled and
swept. but Just after the whistle had
been blown there was a cloud of dust
rolled IN into the faces of the small
audience that you could have cat with
a knife. There was a mighty rush. fou-
loud whacks. several yells, and mass
in the middle of the floor that didn't
resemble much of anything.
In an instant the ball shot out at one
side. Denny stuck his foot out to kick
it. when. biff. down came Macs stick
with a whack across his shin This
made Denny wrathy, and as the ball
was shot across for goal by Macs
hacker Denny cleverly hooked it, and
whirling, suddenly STOPPED, gave Mac
a boost. and. turning him completely
over. started to rush the ball to the
opposite cage.
Mac was on his feet like a cat, just
in time to capture the ball when sent
back by his second rush, but before he
could cage it Denny hooked his stick
round his shin, and down went Mac
with Denny or top. Mac, being the
stronger. soon turned the tables, and
While the two second PUSHES We're cut
ting pigeon wings in front of the
neWsroom goal and the goal-tender
was dancing like Il jumping-jack, Mac
had Denny by the neck, pounding his
head on the floor
Brown yelled Foul" just as Macs
second shot the bali straight into the
goal, scoring for the jobbers.
The boss was about dead with dust
and laughter, but was as excited as
any of the players, and when Mac de-
clared he could not play the next pc
riod. owing to pain under the ribs
he jumped to the floor, took the dis
carded stick. and cried, Let the game
go on.
lust then Brown whistled. and with
q rush the boss secured the ball, sent
it TO the side, followed it, ducked under
the arm Of Denny, the opposing first
rush. slid around the second rush, got
into a mix with him, While the BAN
went to the opposite end of the room
Back it came, and the boss, who had
squirmed from under his opponent,
made a dash and a biff. and the ball
rested among the rags in the news
room goal.
"Whew. but amt it hot work." said
he, with the perspiration running down
his face. and taking off his coat and
vest he squared away for the next
period
by ginger. the boss is bad one"
cried Denny. "Tll have to give him
one of my boosts"
The whistle sounded and away went
Denny and the boss, followed by and
backed by their seconds This time
Denny was little the spryer, and, Sc
curing the ball, piggled a while, turn
ing his back to the boss and rounding
UP like the letter U upside down. OF
course this kept the boss away from
the ball. while Denny was gradually
working it down toward the jobbers'
cage.
The boss got excited and gave
Denny poke in the ribs This didn't
suit the leader of the news force, and,
suddenly passing the ball to his second
and ducking, he came up under the job
leader with such force as to take him
off his pins and send him sprawling on
his back. The other two players We're
Jumping around in front of the jobbers'
cage. and in spite of the vigorous dis
tortions of the goal-tender, Denny's
second tucked the ball neatly into the
corner Of the box in the doorway,
scoring for the news grinders, and the
dust off his trousers.
The referee declared the game to
|. in favor of the jobbers, and the
dirtiest game he ever saw. The gong
sounded and soon all We're busy at
their cases. the boss affirming his din
iIcr was we'll settled. He has decided
that the exercise was Il little too much
for q man of forty-tWo years,