The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-09-27
Sequel to Casey :
"The Volunteer" Dedicated to Sliv-
ers, the Baseball Clown.

Silver. he of the one-man baseball
fame, now appearing at the Orpheum. car
RES around sequel TO Casey at the
Bat" called The Volunteer" 1t was
written by c. p. Mcdonald, a newspaper
man. and dedicated TO the silent clown.
IL follows:
The Bugville team was surely up against
The chances were they'd win defeat and
undying fame;
Three men were hurt and H1o were
benched. the score stood TO T.
They had TO make three hard earned runs
in just two innings more
1T can't be done" the captain said.
pallor on his face;
I've got two pitchers in the field. mutt
on second base:
And should another man set spiked or
crippled in soma way.
The team would sure be down and out
with eight men left 10 play.
We're up against it anyhow as far as
can see;
My boys amt hitting like they should.
and that's what worries me.
The luck is with the other side. no pen
nant Will we win;
IT. mighty tough. but we must take our
medicine and grin"
The eighth round opened; ore. two. three:
the enemy went down
The BugvilIe boys went out the same. the
captain wore a froWn;
The first half of the ninth came round.
two men had been put cut,
When BugVilles catcher broke THUMB
and could not go the route.
deathly silence settled DER the crowd
assembled there.
Defeat would be allotted them; they felt il
in the air.
With only eight men in the field 'twould
be a grewsome fray,
Small wonder that the captain cursed the
day he learned TO play.
Lend me man to finish with" he
begged the other team.
Lend you a MANI the foe replied: NJ
boy, your in dream,
We want to win the pennant, tOo-thats
what were doirs here:
There's only one thing you can do-call
for a volunteer"
The captain stood and wondered in a list
less sort of way:
He never was n gutter and he would not
be today.
rs there within the grandstard here,
his voice rang loud and clear.
A man who has the sporting blood 20 be
a volunteer"
Again that awful silence settled DER TIE
multitude;
Was there a man among them with such
recklessncSs imbued?
The captain stood with cap in hanl
while hopeless was his glance
And then a short and stocky mar criej
out IN take A chance.
Into the field he bounded with a step both
firm and light
Give me the mask and mitt" he said;
let's finish uD the fight,
The game is now beyond recall; I'll LAST
at least a -Oln1:
Although I'm ancient you will find me
muscular and sound.
His hair was sprinkled here and there
with little streaks Of g!ey:
Around his eyes ana on his brow a bunch
of wrinkles lay.
The captain smiled iespairingly; and slow
iy turned away
Why. he's eli right one rooter yelled
Another Let him play"
"AH right go on the captain sighed. the
stranger turned around
Took off mis- coat and collar. too AMI
threw them On the ground.
The humor OF the situation seemed 70 hit
them all
And as he donned the mask and mitt the
umpire called play 1all,''
Three balls the pitcher at him hurled.
three balls of lightning speed
The stranger caught them all with ease
and did not seem TO heed;
Each ball had been pronounced A strike
the side had been put out,
And as he walked in toward the bench
he heard the rooters shout.
One Bugyille boy went out on strikes ai.d
one was killed at first
The captain saw them fail TO hit and
CRASHED his teeth and cursed.
The third man smashed double and tn.
fourth man swatted clear.
Then in a thunder Of applause, up came
the volunteer.
His feet were planted in the earth, he
swung a warlike club;
The captain saw his awkward pose and
softly whispered Dub
The pitcher looked at him and grinned.
then heaved mighty ball.
The echo of that fearful swat still fingers
with them ALI
High. fast and far the spheroid flew, It
sailed and sailed away,
II ne'er was found. so it's supposed II still
floats on today.
Three runs came in, the peanant would be
Bugville's for a year:
The fans and players gathered round to
cheer the volunteer
What is your name?" the captain asked
''rell us your Manner cried ALL
As down his cheeks great tears of Joy
were seen to run and fall.
For one brief moment he was still. then
murnured soft and low.
I'm mighty Casey who struck out just
twenty years ago.'