The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1905-07-16
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%:-5s s''S S''ss @ By George A1zham DALEY.
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eat. | thought o what Tim said about
a witch's helpin me If il was a Dream
but l judged it'd be best now not to
butt in on the norrikle, but let her have
her way.
So that afternoon. against the Maize
bursts l just tapped the ball to the
| infield and got put out at first every
| time. il was Somethin' I'd never been
known to do before. and Josh went up
| in the air over it. l got "A good cali
| trouble was. an SO / had to say that /
wasn't feelin' good, which was 50. ]
wasn't
The next day there was a pitcher on
the MaiZehursts who was tOuted as be-
ing very good The juice just dripped
of everything he chucked up. an
cd hardly keep from cuttin' loose. an
lammin' them. But the thought o. what
I'd get FIN the Corndropper cripples.
whose sides I'd stove in, held me back,
an four pop flies an high foul was
my battin efforts for the day.
Do all the bad deeds a man has done
i'm his lifetime come back on him some
day and make him feel misera bic. like
them baseballs had done to me2 I got
wonderin' on that, and was mighty glad
I'd never killed nOthin' more than base
balls. Think o the sorrows of a butch
er Wen drove o calves sets on him O.
nights. Or these wild west guys that's
shot string o people. No wonder men
drink to drown their sorrows. I'd a
done it, only it'd a taken a bunch o.
money TO drown three or four thousand
ia gin baseballs.
Things wore on, me gettin' hummer
an worse in the battin' line. an US
alosin' three an four games a week,
just on account of ii, an Josh. HapgoOd
| tearin' his hair an calm me quit
ter an everything. But my lips was
sealed, waitin' for returns I'm the nor
rikle. And then Tim McGiunis' Hay
villes swung around the circuit an
came into town for a three-game series,
an US only "A game ahead of 'em for
| the lead i'm the lague.
| / see McGinniS that night and he
I said / was obeyin' instructions fine, an
he was expectin' cable dispatch any
time now, tellin' how the noTTikle was
maxim out with my case. So / popped
up fouls an dribbled out grOunders the
next day. an the Hayvilles won a close
game that couple o good wallOps I'm
me would a put safe in our bat bag
Tom McGinnis looked serene, like he
held the key to the situation Josh
HapgOod was borderin' on nervous
prostration. Pinch an Reggie and Pete
Brown had given me up.
The two teams was now tied for the
| lead an the excitement ordinarily
would a been intense But the base
ball fans was thinkin more O my loss
| in battin' than any picayune league
| leadership
The next days game was corker
| Josh was out to keep in the lead, an
McGinnis was out to get there. A tie
| suited neither of them, an it cOuldn
! stay "a tie unless we kept on playin' tie
games. So Josh put Reggie in to pitch,
and McGinnis trOtted out Claude Cless-
dale the Iron Man of the CorndrOppers
league, and the money came IN the
ticket office windows in big green
| punches.
We worried Clessdale for two bases
on balls in the first inning, an SOLID
drive by Sam Merit sent Pinch HOLDS
over with a run. Reggie was strong
on speed and the Hayvilles didn't ge
a chance at a run till the eighth Their
| an error by Jim Harrison, a muf by