The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1906-06-03

lowed. Pinch an me, bein' uneddicated.
drcked under the players bench, but
/ The trouble stopped an the empire
wasn't hurt because II was ruther long
! shootln' for revOlYers, an his armor
stoDped EN-
The next minute, though, he called
strike CA Takitese at the bat. an an
awful riot broke out. The empire vas
havin' the best of it, though, till a cow
boy on horseback comes gaIIopiu' in.
lassoos him, an drags him away, bump
IN over the ground at the horse heels
like a bunch o. tin cans.
Another empire follered, an then an
other, an then another. Not all O.
| them aad Gatlin' guns. an not all a
them had armor. One had q. stick a
| dynamite, w'ich h said he would sling
/ INTO the grandstand a the first out
break There was some twenty-three
IN by the timid ones, an it held all
hands for a few minutes, till player
he'd called a strike on used a bat on
his head before he could throw. Then
they chuCked the dynamite into mud
puddle an b-eathed easy.
When the game was over 'leven en-
pres had been used up, an all of LOp-
down agreed il was a middlin' good
days work. The Somnolence people
looked a little jealous, cause they lost
the game by a rotten decision in the
ninth an the twelfth empire Lad beat
| EN- to the railroad.
But a new trouble arose There
wasn't any more empires! The uneX-
| pected demise Of 'leven in nine innin's.
an the 1eein' Of the twelfth had used
up the supply. an there wasn't a. en-
| piTe to be had for the next days series
o murders for love or money.
In their puzzle the LoEdoWners comes
| to Us, an Takitese Todd headed the
ir4o Les III
wouldn't empire the next Gay.
For how much money!" says Pinch.
I ketched my breath. Had his jeaI-
ouSy Of the rubber-armed shOrtstop I'M
strung hiu so he contemplated suicide?
"Oh, fifty dollars" says Takitese.
That's the regular fee. Then you
get a decent burial If you don't survive,
an hospital bills paid if you 90"
| Make il a hundred says Pinch, AN
| the famous Home-Run HaggeTty will
offiCiate with the Indicator tomorrow"
! Me- After all my care o him, all my
| love for him, all my attention, an all
my bein' his cOmrade, mere he was go
/ in to commit me to an urtimely death.
/ [ busted out.
I'll be eternalIy good soI'-
| Pinch raised his hand.
/ mo outbreak Peter" says he: do
as I say. Empire your level best, an
you'll come out safe. An remember.
| always. we need the money
| I sunk into 4 seat speeches.. Every
| thing seemed a mist in front O. me, an
| before could get bTaced Up Pinch had
/ closed the deal with them playful muir
| 5eTers. He was to sell his old kctcheT.
/ his comrade in a thousand struggles
| On the diamond. his faithful defender in
/ years o trouble, for measly hundred
dollar bill
/ When we got into our room at the
! hotel his hull damesnor charged.
/ Now, Hag,' says he. trust me. We
/ need that hundred, an we're goin' to
/ set it. Go TO bed an don't worry. Then
/ he went out
! So I had a smoke and went to bed,
/ and my last thoughts wss that TakiteSe
/ Todd was Tunnin' al me with a big can
| non, and Pinch was shinin, up a tree
/ and saying, Trust me"
| When I woke Pinch was there aud
sleeping like a top. His clothes were
( dirty as sin, and he didn't move till
near noon.
/ II forgot to tell YOU" says he. that
| you're to go into the midst of this here
bowling multitude this afternoon ab~
solutely unarmed- jest quell them with
I your majestic eye.
KNOWN how this bunch hates roy
atty" says I you ought TO know what
/ chance q ma estic eye has Of gettin
shouts with kingly sCOrn- How'll that
go?"
} Fine" says Pinch Then he says:
/ stand exactly six foot back Of the
I pitcher. right top OF A stake druv
1 in the sod, If YOU want to see old Al
faifa and the Corn-dTcTpers' League
} again. and Non't get off Of il. Are you
/ cn2 Will YOU mind?'
Il said I would. and went to the
/ game. puzzled. There was the same
/ roaring multitude, the same arsenals
/ Of deadly wea pons, the same demands
/ for the blood Of the empire and for
/ beer film the air. When the practice
/ was over 7 give Pinch one last, long
/ lineerin' look. and walked out back of
/ the pitchers box and ttoCd there feetin'
4 like q man does when he's dropped
/ lighted match into a key full Of pow
! Ger and is waiting for the returns.
! For three innings no one offered even
7 to slap me on the wrist. Not a bleat was
| heard, not a shot fired Then with
/ three OF. bases for Somnolence, a Teller
/ hit to RestUp Riley at short and he
/ fumbled the ball for a second, recOv-
/ cred himself and slung 10 the plate.
! There was a n1ix-up Of sliding Somnol-
/ ence and ball and dust and a sweaty
| Lopdown ketCheT-
! "Safe!" says 1, and
! "Bang!" Thunder and lightnin'
1 broke on me, and
/ crash" The earth dropped from
/ under me, and
''Thud." ] hit on my neck on a pile
/ of something soft.