Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-12-15
Ed. Walsh's Lost Pocketbook.


In the last week of the Chicago clubs
playing big Ed Walsh, the burly spit
ball artist, started out one bright MORN
ing to do some purchasing. and after he
had visited few stores and bought sew
eral articles he was duEfounded to dis
cover when he inserted his hand in his
trousers pocket that he had lost his
purse.
Hastily retracing his steps. the big
twirler peered keenly along the streets
he had previously traversed in the hope
of finding his pocketboon, but his hopes
were in vain, for not trace OF 1t could
he find. SO making the best of his mis-
fortune Ed went back to his hotel to get
some more money.
Coming down the hotel steps. he met
Fielder Jones, George Davis and NICK
Atrock. who were just beginning to as
cend to their rooms.
Walsh reported the loss of his pocket
book to these three worthless, and they
all commiserated with the Pennsylvania
lad.
What puzzles me IS how it happened
to get out of my POCKET went on Ed
unless, perhaps l was touched for 1t,
he meditatively added.
What kino of a pocketbook was It,
Ed?" inquired Altrock.
1T was an alligator one" replied
Walsh.
ooh, your loss is easily explained,
then" cried Nick. ut simply crawled
out of your pocket"
Rube Waddell's Retort.
The latest reports concerning the highly
eccentric George Edward Waddell are to
the effect that he is to play with South
ern League club the coming season. Ruoe
at the present time is alternating In
Mobile where it IS said the actor-ball
&C. not tod ka q rptl
prodigal son.
1t is stated that RUDE has had several
offers to tend bar in more than one
southern city since he has been down in
that sunny section. but he has passed
them all up.
Rube's experience as bartender few
seasons ago, when he got mixed UP bit
with the genial Connie Mack. and in
fit of temper deserted the Athletics and
went to passing out drinks over in
Camden saloon, was no doubt an effectual
lesson to the elongated lad, and Wad-
dell doesn't want any more Of it. Neither
does the Camden saloon man want any
more base ball bartenders.
One of the Athletics happened to visit
the big RUDE when he was presiding
over the counter in Camden, and he re-
lates that while standing before the
bar customer dropped into the. place
and called for a drink of whisky:
Waddell handed him the bottle and
the fellow took a "foater." much to the
disgust of George Edward. who when
he saw a large-sized drink the man
had disposed of and just as the fellow
was going out shouted for him to wait a
moment.
This the man did, and Waddel, taking
the dime that had been passed over to
hin, rang up Z cents on thte cash register
and gave the man back cents change
whats this for?" inquired the puz-
zled customer as he looked at the money
Amt whisky 10 cents a drink hereT' he
asked.
Sure" shot back Waddell, ''out 1t
comes cheaper when we sell it by whole
sale"
Charley Hickman's Philosophy.
Charley Hickman was standing in a
store the other evening talking to Bill
Foley, the High School athletic In
structor, when who should enter but
Doc White.
Just as Doc entered Bill Foley called
the ball players attention to a passer-by
who certainly had a comic valentine OF
face.
"Yes," drawled Harry, as he looked
after the retreating figure of the man
with the ugly face, ''he certainly carries
q birth Disagreement all to the merry"
well, we all know that a man can't
choose MS face. or his hair. or his eyes"
cried Charley Hickman. I'm fact" add
ed Hickman. "a man is lucky II he can
pick his teeth"
Tim Hurst's Advice to Ortiz.
Once when the genial Albert Edward
Orth was pitching for the Philadelphia