The evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1907-1908, 1907-12-16

but good looking. and, moreover, he was
Unfortunately sensitive TO any reflections ON
his face. On this particular day the Sena-
tors had been hitting Dads curves pretty
freely, so when he strolled over TO talk
with Smith his face wore Il seowl that dld
not enhance the natural makeup of his
visage.
Dad had a way when talking to any one
to get as close up to that person as pos
sible, so when he began to talk TO Aieek
he shoved his face as close to that worthy :
own countenance as it was possible TO do
80. But Smith calmly reached out his
hand and showed Dad away.
what did you do that for?" angrily
cried the little pitcher.
face of yours too close to mine answered
Smith.
And why?" shrielSed Dad, as a lurid
light shone in his snappy little eyes.
Because easily replied Aleck, as he
measured the distance to the closest exit,
TN afraid, Dad, that 1t might be con-
tagious."
And then Aleck beat it in great shane,
with Dad a close aud angry second in the
sprint.
In the last week Of the Chicago clubs
playing big Ed Walsh, the purly sp'
bali artist. started out one bright mora
ing TO do some purchasing, and after he
had visited a few stores and bought sew
eral articles. he was dumfounded 10 o.
cover when he inserted his hand In ms
llVbntlS poNhNb NhNN
Hastily retracing his steps, the big
twirler peered keenly along the streets
he had previously traversed in the hope
OF finding his pocketbook, but his hopes
were in vain. for not a trace of II could
he find. So. making tee best Of his mis-
fortune. Ed went back to his hotel TO get
Coming down the hotel steps he met
Fielder Jones, \ George Davis and MGR
Altrock. who were just beginning to as
Walsh reported the loss of his pocket
book 10 these three WORTHLESS, and they
all commiserated with the Pennsylvania
lad,
to get out of my pocket" went ON Ed,
unless. perhaps ] was touched for It,
he meditatively added.
What kind Of a pocketbook was IT.
| Ed?' inquired Altrock.
ct was an alligator one replied walsh,
ooh. vour loss Is easily explained, Them.
cried Nick. 1T simply crawled out of your
pocket"
once when the genial Albert Edward
Orth was pitching for the Philadelphia
team. Frank Dryer was doing the pitch
ing for the Reds, and a great battle the
Along about the fifth inning, when Orth
was at the bat, Frank sent up Q fasl
straight ball that was on a level with AIS
walstline. Orth laid all his weight against
tnAI NNAAA AHAa - ~"
straight for Pitcher Dwyer.
Unfortunately, Frank didn't have time
to duck the deadly spheroid, and, in conse-
auence. the horsehide connected witt
DIVERS head, and with 50 much force
that it bounced off and was caught by
Tommy Corcoran, the CINCINNATI Short
| stop, away over in short left field.
Of course. Dwyer went down for the
count and longer, and II was with greai
difficulty that he was brought around Al
eli, but ne was, after a whole raft of doc
tors got to work on him; still he never
fully recovered from the injury, and wa'
forced to quit baseball a short time after
ward.
After the excitement attending Dryers
injury had subsidized and Orth was takins
his position on the firing line for tht
Phillles. he paused a moment to say e
Tim Hurst:
II was hit In the head myself once Tim
when ! was playing IN the Virginia. STATE
League, and was knocked senseless.'
"Well,' said Hurst, IF you will only
keep your mouth closed no one will know
It."
The latest reports concerning the highly
eccentric George Edward Waddell are t
the effect that he is to play with a South
ern League club the coming season. Ruiz
J at the present time is alternating IN Mo