The Birmingham age-herald., 1907-06-16
Frons the Chicago Tribune.

Fton the Chicago Tribune.
 Rev. MT Perkins (so-called because that isn't anything like his real name) is one of the shining lights of the Epis- copalian church in Chicago a man noted for his high ideals and his good works
 Rev. MT. Perkins has a son who strayed into strange ways, and finally wound up as a baseball reporter-and a corlSing good one. Indeed, he is almost as we'll known in his line as his reverend father is in his.
 The son never laid any claim to being wise in his fathers line, but Rev. MT. Perkins always has had quite an idea that he would have made quite as good a baseball reporter as minister.
 Thereby hangs a tale. Last year the son was an ardent and faithful supporter of the Cubs. His heart was with Comis key, but he couldn't see how Commy's bunch ever could beat Murphy's crew. His father. who attends baseball as often as there is no service, or meeting of the guild, was a wild and woolly admirer of the Sox, and one of the most ardent believers that they could beat anything on earth. And at home, instead of start ing a discussion on higher criticism, the father and son debated strongly upon the relative merits of the South and West Side teams, and the debate waxed hotter and hotter as the post-season se- ries came nearer.
 Comiskey heard of it and was so tickled that he sent the minister seats for all the post-season games-and it is stated that the church services during that week were adjusted to fit the post-season schedule-up to Sunday.
 Rev. MT. Perkins witnessed all the games but on Sunday he was absent It is stated that the afternoon services were cut short and that within a min ute after pronouncing the benediction he was at a phone inquiring the score.
 And that night he wrote to Comiskey letter of congratulation, and at the close he said:
 Ut appears to me unfortunate both for myself and my church on this occasion that J was forbidden by my calling to wager upon the outcome. Otherwise I should have won enough to pay off the parish debt"
 There was another fan who, on that memorable Sunday afternoon when the Sox cinched their claim for the worlds pennant suffered. He is one of the best baseball cranks in Chicago, rooter for the Sox and an ardent supporter of Comiskey. He has the good fortune (al- though he didn't think so that day) to have a good and pious wife, who is one of the leaders in a little church up in Edgewater. This fan isn't particularly religious, but he respects and admires his wife's stand i nthe matter and during fifteen or twenty years of married life has assimilated more or less of her belief and feelings.
 'fhe post-season series, however was too much for him. He attended five games and admits that he was planning to attend morning services with his wife and make a sneak to the ball park in the afternoon. Luck however, was against him. A special afternoon service of great importance was announced, and his hope of seeing the deciding game evaporated. He knew he could not offer any excuse that would satisfy his wife, and that a plain explanation meant to hurt her feelings. So he decided to make a martyr of himself and attend the spe- cial services.
 tt is not believed that the service did him much good. His mind was away down on the baseball field
 He was sitting there, picturing the great throng on Commy's park, the ex- citement the noise. the enthusiasm, and pulling hard for the Sox to win.
 He wasn't even giving a thought to what was going on in church, and twice his wife had to pull his coattails to get him to stand up.
 > Suddenly he saw Deacon Morris arise an1 tiptoed into the vestry. He knew there was telephone there, and for five minutes he had been wondering if he dared slip out and ask what the score was.
 About five minutes later Deacon Nor ris tiptoed back up the aisle, smiling, and sat down just across the aisle.
 The fan slipped along the pew, leaned out and an instant later the worshipers in the surrounding pews heard him ask in a stage whisper:
 What's the scorer
 And without a flicker of hesitation Dea-