The Washington times., 1905-10-08

I've put away four games this week.
but I've got one left good enough to
trim you
Sure enough, Claude pitched in the
game on Friday, and won 1t in the
ninth, with a clean two-bagger off
Bruce, with the bases full. That closed
Cardinals mouth, and Claude felt hap
py.
Going home from the game that night
who should meet him at the door of
the hotel but Winnie Winters and her
fat father, Old Man Winters, the whole
sale feed man. He was worth mine,
his girl was stuck on Claude. Claude
was stuck on the girl, and they were
to be married, so rumor had ii, at
Thanksgiving time. Winnie Winters
rushed up to her intended. oh, you
dear, old, overworked boy" she lisped.
How grandly you have been perform
ing this week. oh. we did so want to
see you pitch tomorrow, and here
they've made you work today I'm so
sorry"
Winnie Winters nearly shed tears
over it. What Claude had done first
for love Of money. then for ambitions
sake. then for love of praise, and last
for revenge, he couldn't refuse to do
for the only girl he had ever loved, who
was to bring him a feed business worth
$4,000 year. So he got his ketcher
to spruce up the Clessdale wing, and
made arrangements to pitch the last
game of the season
Every body There.
1t seemed as IL everybody was there
Tim McGinnis and hts sporty friend.
who had won money on Monday, was
there, with big rolls up.
Emelie Smythe looked at him from a
box In the grandstand
Effie Effingham dropped and languish-
ed in the presidents box.
Carolina Calkins and Ben Bruce
scowled from ordinary grandstand
seats.
Winnie Winters and her corpulent
parent smiled from the press box,
where Claude had planted them.
For eight innings there was nothing
to it. Claude never let up. had the
Cloverdales under his wing at all times,
and when the ninth began the score
was 3 to in favor of Hayville.
Bin, The first Cloverdale batter in
the ninth lined out a single to right
Bang! He went to third on a two
bagger to left.
sent two runs over, and the batter !
stopped at third
Take him out,' yelled a voice.
Bing, A sharp liner went to the
shortstop. He took it with one hand
and caught the man at third by ten
feet.
The Hayvilles took heart again.
Claude got two strikes on the next
HI i'm, u L.
M the next man.
Take him out,' yelled the voice
again.
The Fatal Ninth.
Crack. it was the Cloverdale's heavy
hitter. and he put it up against the
right-field fence for two bags. Two runs
came in. the score was to 3, and Hay
Vile lost. for they were blanked in their
half of the ninth.
As Claude mournfully hustled for the
dressing room an excited fellow with
diamonds rushed up and hit him in the
jaw.
Sell me out. will your" the man
yelled. Give me back that hundred"
In Seymour's class, eh?" called Eme-
lie Smythe over the rail. You ought to
be hoeing corn Back to the milkpail.
you
"Oh, you four-fiusher." called Ene
Efingham from her side II thought
you We're a great pitcher"
"Quitteri Quitter! Quitteri" was all
Carolina could say. Joy at his down.
fall was all over her countenance.
But the worst was yet TO come. In
the dressing rooms Claude got a note
from Old Man Winters. He never told
what was In the note but left IN a
freight train that night for home. SO we
suspected Winnie didn't want to see
him any more
Ana so Alfalfa won the pennant. de-
spite Claude Clessdale. the iron man.
tCopyright. 1905, by George William Daley)