Waterbury evening Democrat., 1908-10-13
SOME BASEBALL STORIES

O'Day and Sheridan.
 SOME BASEBALL STORIES
 A good story Is told on Sam Craw- ford, the heavy slugger of the Tigers. By trade Crawford Is barber. The other day he went into restaurant drew himself up to table, stuck his feet under and looked satisfied.
 Waiter, a little beefsteak and onions, please"
 Yes, sir. Have some nice ham and cabbage, also?"
 "No." ....
 How about some prime roast beef?"
 Don't want any"
 "A little of our elegent tripe would do you good"
 "John," called the proprietor, "what dye mean by annoying cus- toner like that?"
 Just trying to make him feel at home, sir. He's barber"
 When Bill Burns first struck Washington he stopped at one of the hotels. Finding the expense would not be so great at boarding house, he packed up his belongings and set forth.
 A couple of weeks afterward, Mur- phy of the Athletics said he heard he was living at boarding house.
 You heard wrong" replied Bill. "I'm boarding in boarding house. " |
 Ossie Shreck, formerly of the Attn letics, but now of the Chicago White Sox, was feeling under the weather onea day recently and Powers, who is some what of 2 Adoctor, happened in the clubhouse about that time. ,,s Say, doc, what do you suppose Is the matter? There are clouds be- lore my eyes and a roaring like dis tant thunder in my ears"
 "Um-m-m, let me see. Do you feel a chill as if the temperature had suddenly fallen?"
 "Yes. yes"
 ]. Do you notice a cold draft, as if the wind had risen?"
 "Yes, yes"
 There, put this in your mouth"
 "Eh--what is 1t, doc?"
 "It's a barometer. You're threat ened with brainstorm.
 There was story current just af- ter Ty Cobb was M1Hfffed that his salary was increased stos some extent. One of his friends approached. him one day and asked if it was so.
 "Yes, it's so, but 1t don't do me any good"
 "How's that?" inquired his friend.
 Well, you see. I talk in my sleep. and my wife found out about it" a a6Ss ss.lap hsz sfR < tt Sar7a o@-------- tt
 Bad base ball luck certainly is fol- lowing John J. McGraw, the scrappy little captain of the Giants. Right on the heels of his, pennant effaceneht by Mordecai Brown, who used only three fingers, Honest John Kelly comes along and uses both hands, and McGraw won't be seen on the Rialto until certain Italian sunset ef- fects around both eyes fade out.
 Broadway was all a-titter with the story. The incident occurred at Broadway and Forty-second street about 2 o'clock Sunday morning. It has long been a white light family scandal that Honest" John and Mac" haven't spoken for two years. Just what was the trouble no one seemed to know.
 McGraw has been feeling mighty poorly since that "three-fngered" af- fair at the Polo grounds, and 1t was apparent to everybody who met him on Broadway Saturday night that he was letting off a little steam.
 He went over to Considine's, cor raled three friends and took them over to Rector's for a late supper. After the supper he went to the en- trance to the billiard parlor, which is in Forty-second street.
 Honest" John was standing there and when he caught sight of Mac" his face hsone like red semaphore. Something told MeGraw that the dan ger signal was set, so he sent one of his friends to clear the track. The friend suggested that Mac" was ready to patch up those differences of two years standing. Kelly shook his head. McGraw was standing nearby and saw the shake.
 He strode forward and was about to open negotiations when Honest" John said:
 Keep clear, McGraw. I don't want to have anything to do with you"
 "Then I'll bring you to it," Me- Graw replied.
 "There'll be trouble if you don't leave me alone" Kelly said. T can thrash you the best day you ever saw"
 McGraw harked back in memory to an event of ten years ago. when Dude" Esterbrook, third baseman on the old New York team, invited Honest" John, who was then a league umpire, into the basement of the club house. They do say that when Honest" John and the "Dude" let up. after ten rounds, the former looked much like McGraw did Sum day night.
 You're a has been and I've got to spank you." McGraw told Kelly.
 Look out for me; I'll come a-run- ming and I warn you" Kelly shouted.
 McGraw started forward as if he was about to beat out a hit. Kelly