Los Angeles herald., 1906-05-10

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ny ED MORTALITY

For once at least the hand of pity
has been extended to Mike Fisher
manager of the Fresno baseball club.
Sometimes they laugh and again they
call time and spar for wind as the cor
pulent impressario grows extravagant
in recounting the knockout blows
which have been handed him by the
unfeeling and the unscrupulous.
The latest tale, which yesterday was
unfolded, when Mike reached Los An
geles would wiring tears from granite
wall. Mique has suffered an ignominy
from which he declares he will never
recover. And all this because the ele-
ments chose to set San Francisco bot
tom side up and disarrange the usual
trend of things in the city by the
Golden Gate.
Maybe Mike would allow Jim Morley
to get the better of him without a
warding shift. Maybe Billy Nolan and
Aurello Herrera would fall on each
others necks perchance they met along
the rialto. Thereon hangs the story of
Mikes great sorrow.
Soon after the news of the northern
disaster left the world agape the tale
was waited abroad that Mike Flshe!
and his 300 pounds of avoirdupois had
been seen laboring amid the ruins with
a persuasive bayonet prodding him in
the neither regions when the wandering
magnate grew aweary. Well and
good. Mike was no better than the
rest and the toll was honorable rather
than menial.
Along with other citizens of the west
Mike continued at his new employment
and no more was heard Of it until the
Fresno team reached the city yester-
day morning. Then it was Mike for
the sympathizers with his tale of woe
Don't think for a minute that
wasn't glad to work all right. You
should have seen me get busy. Yes
there were soldiers around but / wanted
to help out and would have run my
head off anyway, even if they hadn't
kept jabbng me in the back with
those bayonets.
Ibid they stick me? Well you fell
lows ought to have been around. Not
that wanted to clear out, but because
some of those scalawags tried to ditch
they herded the whole lot of us like q
common herd.
II didn't care though until dis
| covered something" And Mike glow
cred ominously from his bench tc
where Jim Morley was watching the
| Angels trounce Fishers pets from his
J box in the stand.
"They set me piling bricks and hunt
| Ing llfO0Rn llldl lltSo. lildl was al
right, too. I had worked around the
same building for two days and a hall
when they told me to climb up ant
yank off a sign from where the door
used to be. Say l liked to drop deac
when saw that sign. 1t read:
Morlsy's Billiard Parlors
Now what do you think of that,
| Me nearly dead and piling bricks from
Morey's billiard concern. | did bali
at that, | won't deny. What good die
II do me? No good | tell you. Wher
the door was cleared they made ms
tunnel through and haul out pieces Of
broken billiard tables and boxes OF
balls and cues that the fire hadn't de-
stroyed
IF Jim Morley saved cent out Of
that tumble he owes 1t to me. Wher
tried to get out Of 1t they threw
Morley's billiard balls at my head
Yes, sir they threw balls at my heac
and made me climb back again!
"Thats the hardest run that's beer
handed to me yet. Piling bricks anc
carrying billiard balls for Jim Morley
And Mike settled back with a weary
sigh as the Seraphs continued TO bonn
bard Pitcher Steltz 10 the far corners
of the lot.