The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1906-08-12

Home at last with the rubber-armed
shortstop and the leather handed ke.cher
to stren'then the famous Alfalfas and
make the last half of the years race for
the Corndroppers' league pennant one
long series of victories, we find that while
we've been gone Josh has put In new
innovation that he hadn't told us about,
and that was that every Friday was
Ladies day and women are admitted
to the grounds free, to cheer with their
beautiful presence the endeavors of the
home nine. and l put in a stiff kick
against it,
''Bosh,'' says Josh Hapgood, when l tell
MIN that encouragin' wimmen to mix in
the national game II hurt us. "Bosh"
says he; why. the gate receipts has in
It's fine business"
That's all a manager ever thinks about
-the gate receipts. He amt got no feel
ing for the finer sensbilities of his poor
players, who must labor out in the broil-
ing sun. while lot of ignorant females
set in the shade free an criticize their
ieet and noses an the warp in Pinch
Hobbs legs,
'Wat're you so set against wlmmen
Hickory Hank, the leather-handed
ketcher, to me after I'd been turned down.
He hadn't got so well acquainted with
me as the rest. of the nine. SO | lit
butt and tell him.
Hank" says |. ITS long, sad story,
an 1t happened some time ago, but it'll
never lose its force. Hank. ball players
to be such, must never fall in love. AS
soon as he does he amt a ball player
any more. | knew a crackin' pitcher
once that fallin' in love ruined. His lady
love 'ud sit in the grandstand an he
couldn't pitch a ball or field bunt with
out lookin at her betwitchin' eyes to see
If she was watchin'. The result was that
in two weeks time he was married and
quit the game. If he'd stuck to it he'd
been on the Moo Yorks now, l don't
doubt"
~ read IN the papers the other day that
shortstop had quit game in the sixth
innin' to elope,' says Reggie. ''Wimmen
seem TO be hittn' the national game hard
all over the country.
".Elope." says I. "Wots that?"
run away with girl TO get married. Il
scores you'd know something"
"Elope,", says Pinch, sis formed by a
meaning out, and lope meanin' love~to
lope out hustle away, beat it, etcetry."
II means out. does it?' says l.
when Bill Pringle struck me out six
years ago'it sh'd a been printed in the
You can't stuff me-"
The look of CONSERVATION on their faces
wasn't brought on by my answer to Pinch
1t was in the fact that l had said l struck
out.
''You-you-don't mean to say you
famed, Hag?" says Pinch. Freely chop
ped the ozone thrice?''
Il dunno that Cuff says l. but ]
was the cause of it. That's what
wanted 10 bring as q argument against
this scheme of Joshs for woman's day,
but you won't let me-
Go on they all chorused, anxious to
of arnl oil ~ mil
somethin' unheard of TO them-me strik-
ing out.
"Back in the lumber country" says I.
before I ever struck the Alfalfa and the
in a place called Thistledale, and one
day we went up against our fiercest rivals
in the circuit the Burrviles. 1t was a
game for blood, and all that, but we fig
ured TO win and all Thistledale backed
its nine.
But I'm getting little ahead o. the
game. A few days before that /, young
an green. had been introduced TO a young
school teacher in the town an had fallen
plump in love with her. At least, that's
what ] think / was. l felt as though
I'd ruther look into her soulful blue eyes
all afternoon instead o. through the wires
of a mask. an that's goin' some. And l
got rhymin' her name. which was Mar
jorie Dart, with my breakin' heart and
feeling prime foolish
'All the boys in town were stuck on the
young schoomarm, but il seemed TO me
that wen / cracked out a homer an came
tearin' down the base path with the win
min run her eyes beamed on me more
than anyone else's and her hands clapped
harder-not louder, for l could get both
her hands in one o. mine. an they were
too frail an delicate to make noise You
know what / mean. l pressed her hands
on the porch of her boardin' house the
night before this important struggle an
told her l would willingly give up fiji
fy1Tat Inc ho
pale moonlight an feel her breath on my
cheek. l tell you. 1 had it bad.
But she says no, you shall play to-
morrow and l will be in the grandstand
to cheer you on. If you will get me a
pass. So 1 did, and the next day sat