Fergus County argus. [volume] (Lewistown, Mont.) 1886-1946, 1906-11-09
Casey's Revenge.
(By James Wilson

(By James WILSON,.
Being reply to the famous base
ball classic, Casey at the Bat
There We're saddened hearts in Mud
vile for a week or even more;
There were saddened hearts in Mud
ville-every fan in town was sore.
Just think" said one, how soft it
looked with Casey at the bat!
And then to think he'd go and spring
a bush league trick like that
All his past fame was forgotten; he
was now a hopeless shine" :.
They called him "Strike-out Casey
from the mayor down the line,
And as he came to bat each day his
bosom heaved sigh,
While look of hopeless fury shone
in might Casey's eye.
The lane is long, some one has said,
that never turns again,
And fate, though tickle, often gives an
other chance to men,
And Casey smiled-his rugged face no
longer wore frown;
| The pitcher who had started all the
| trouble came to town.
All Mudvlle had assembled ten thous.
and fans had come
To see the twirler who had put big
Casey on the bum;
And when he stepped into the box the
multitude went wild,
He dotted his cap in proud disdain-
but Casey only smiled
"Play BALL. the umpire's voice rang
out. and then the game began;
But in that throng OF thousands there
was not single fan
Who thought that Midwife had a
chance: and with the setting sun
Their hopes sank low-the rival team
was leading -four to one."
The last half of the ninth came round
with no change in the score;
But when the first man up hit safe
the crowd began to roar,
The din increased, the echo of ten
thousand shouts was heard
When the pitcher hit the second and
gave -four balls" to the third.
Three men on base-nobody out-three
runs to tie the game!
A triple meant the highest niche in
Mudville's hall of fame;
But here the rally ended and the gloom
was deep as night
When the fourth one "fouled to catch
er" and the fifth ''fiew out to right.
A dismal groan in chorus came
scowl was on each face
When Casey walked up, bat in hand
and slowly took his place;
His blOodshot eyes in fury cleaned;
his teeth were clinched in hate;
He gave his cap vicious hook and
pounded on the plate.
But fame is fleeting as the wind, and
glory fades away;
There We're no wild and wolly cheers
no glad acclaim this day.
They Kissed and groaned and hooted
as they clamored Strike him out.
But Casey gave no outward sign that
he had heard this shout.
The pitcher smiled and cut one loose
across The plate ii sped;
Another hiss, another groan-"Strikt
one" the umpire said.
Zip Like a shot. the second curve
! broke just below his knee
Strike two.' the umpire rOared aloud
but Casey made no plea.
No roasting for the umpire now-his
was an easy lot,
But here the pitcher whirled again
was that a rifle shot?
A whack, a crack, and out through
space the leather pellet flew
A blot against the distant sky, specl
against the blue.
Above the fence in centerfeld, in rap
id whirling flight
The sphere sailed on; the blot grew
dim and then was lost to sight.
Ten thousand hats were thrown in air
ten thousand threw a fit
But no one ever found the ball tina
mighty Casey hit.
Oh. somewhere in this favored lant
dark clouds may hide the sun,
And somewhere bands no longer pla!
and children have no 1uL;
And somewhere over. blighted :lHC'
there hangs a heavy pail;
But Mudville hearts are happy now
for Casey hit the ball.