Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-05-07

t1rely. The wife of certain National
League pitcher who used to be seen fire.
quently at the Polo Grounds in New York,
worked her husbands fall by making an
errand boy of him. 1t happened in this
way:
Just before he started for the grounds one
afternoon his wife thrust cook book into
MS hands and asked him to get those in
gradients for a cake which she had under
scored in a recipe and to bring them back
with him. He put the book in his pocket,
with a corner of leaf turned over at the
proper place, and left the house.
He was not pitching that day, so he took
the book with him to the players bench,
and While the fans were cheering on the
home team into its best efforts he dutifulIy
pulled 1t out of his pocket and began TAX
ing an inventory of the things he was to
purchase for his wife.
While he was in the midst of this humble
task his manager spied him.
"Aha!" said that worthy to himself, Eat
last a player who is improving his spare
time studying up the rules! I'll slip up be-
hind him and see just what part he is post
ing up on"
The manager slipped up behind. What he
saw made him gasp for breath, and when
he had recovered sufficiently to enuncate he
then and there gave the pitcher his ten
days notice of release. What's more, he
did not recall it, and for years after he re-
ferred to the pitcher as that Teller who
cared more about cookin' than for the rules
of the game"
Enthusiastic "Rooters."
AS fan, lovely woman can be every bit
as enthusiastic and unreasonable as the
graduate trousered rooter.
The last time the New Yorks won the
flag was in 1889, when William C'Buck')
Ewing was manager. That season con-
slant attendant of the games at the Polo
Grounds was the wife of a certain theat-
rical manager, and the New York boys had
not been playing long before they became
aware of the fact that the woman, who
could always be found in the theatrical sec
ton of the grand stand in a set just back
of De Wolf Hopper and Digby Bell, was
just about their most enthusiastic support
er. AS result she speedily came to be
known as the Champion Woman Rooter."
But While her interest in the national
game was great at the beginning of the
season and waxed stronger all through the
hot summer days, when fall came and every
game counted she seemed to be literally
base ball crazy, and among the outward
evidences that she gave of the hold the
game had on her, she was the first person
to take her seat in the grand stand and in
variably the last to leave.
Buck Ewing was this lady's favorite
player, and, needless to say, she had oppor-
tInities aplenty to applaud her hero, which
she did unsparingly. But even heroes are
mortal, and there came day, when the
New Workers could i'll afford to lose, when
the man, who had justly been called the
greatest al-around ball player that ever
lived, made several wild throws and ire
trfevably. lost the garue to his aggregation.
champion Woman Rooter" Enraged.
Buck no doubt felt very badly over his
errors, but his sorrow was as nothing COM
pared with the rage of the champion
Woman Rooter." When she realized what
her base ball idol had done her eyes flashed
fire. and shooting up from her seat she
made straight for the box office. John B.
Day, the president of the club, happened to
be there. She spied him.
"Mr. Day." she cried in shrll falsetto,
while tears of anger rolled unheeded down
her cheeks, II will never enter your grounds
again after today's disgraceful performance
--never" And not waiting for reply, she
rushed away.
The next afternoon Mr.. Day went out to
the grounds half an hour earlier than usual
before the game
.'Anybody turned out yet?" he casually
inquired of the box office, as was his Gus
tom.
'onIy one ticket sold SO far was the
reply, land that to the woman who vowed