Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-09-15

to appear on the stage of the theater that
night.
When this thought gradually permeated
the brain of Mr.. Waddell he Immediately
informed his companions of his resolve to
show up at the theater.
To this the rest of the bunch objected,
telling Rube that it was too late anyway,
and advising him to stay with the crowd
and make night of it
Well said George Edward after con-
sidering the matter Il will show up at
the tSeater at any rate and then I'll fake
up an excuse to pull away again.
So, accompanied by the bunch of Indians
with whom he was training, RUDE betook
himself to the house where his play was
being pulled off, and arriving there he
found the manager in a state OF frenzy.
We've been waiting for you. Mr. Wad-
dell so long that almost the entire cast
is up in the air, through Impotence, while
the audience is simply mad over the de-
lay"
We'll. If that is the case" replied RUDE.
as he drew his tall form up and assumed
an air of offended dignity, Il refuse to go
on tonight -
And for the love of all creation why do
you refuse to go on?" screamed the agon-
lied manager, as he paved the air wildly
in his excitement.
Because" replied waddell, with the
solemn and dignifed look Of an owl, Il alb
solutely refuse to appear before mad
house,
And with that this gallant actor turned
on his heel, and despite the protests of the
manager and the rest of the company, he
stalked out of the door and joined his
waiting companions on the outside.
What the Professor Told Ralph Glaze.
Glaze, whom the Boston team can thank
for the position they now hold In the pen
nant race, is not only a good ball player,
but he Is an excellent fellow besides, and
he Is. without doubt, one of the closest
observers, along human nature lines, that
can be found in the base ball business to-
day.
Ralph is quite story teller, and his
yarns are much appreciated by the other
members of the Boston team.
When last in Washington young Glaze
and a newspaper man, a friend of his,
were seated in the lobby Of the hotel where
the Hub city ball players were staying.
and the newspaper man happened to men,
ton the name Of a celebrated Dartmouth
College professor, who was teaching at
that institution when he, the press man.
used to attend there dozen or more years
ago.
The professor was always noted for his
absent mindedness and when this trait was
recalled to Glaze's attention, wide grin
overspread his face and he said:
why, speaking about Professor x, had
an amusing experience with him just before
leaving college. He always appeared to
think a whole lot of me- explained the
young pitcher. ''and when l was leaving for
good he came to me to give me some
advice about my conduct when 1 should
get out in the world for myself. We'll,
he gave me the advice all right" went on
Ralph, although 1 may not have followed
1t out to the letter. but anyway, l thanked
him for his kindness in neat little
speech as could think up at the time, and
in finishing it off 1 thought might as well
throw little jolly into the spiel. so 1 said
to him:
Well. professor, I am obliged to you
for your kind words. and l also wish to
thank you for what you have done for me
during the years 1 have been at Dartmouth,
for 1 honestly believe that all l know !
learned from YOU
And do you know what that absent
minded old cuss said?" inquired Ralph.
why. he turned to me with a vacant smile
on his withered countenance, and with a
deprecatory wave of the hands he replied:
On, pray, Ralph do not mention such a
little trife as that
Il told this story to Parent and Criger."
added Glaze, "and they said perhaps the
professor wasn't as absent-minded as
imagined; they added that perhaps he knew
what he was talking about"