Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-04-26
Bob Ganley's Request.

Galveston. Tex. is a great place fol-
se4i foods of every description. and while
ti3 Washington players were down there
this spring they reveled in the dehcacies
tnasn from the salty waters in the line
cfFoysters, Holsters and fish. Crabs were
a. Sit scarce, as they hadn't come into
Tux ir own in the way of robustness, and
so the different resorts around Galveston
found it necessary to import these tooth
So lie shellfish in barrels from New Or
lecns
:, his made them rather expensive, but as
tfa giving away of crabs in Galveston is
stt,It1ething that was instituted about the
thoes that the bustling little city was
ff;'nded, the various eating places and
IL amer gardens about the city were sim
Ply compelled to handle them. although
IN were not over-liberal in dealing them
.aert. to their patrons.
On night Bob Ganley, Delehanty ely
I-.>r. Jack Warner and little Shipke were
seated In the eating house discussing the
D. inner in which they were going to win
tho pennant the season just at hand when
tr1s, waiter brought In a dish of hardshell
{; lbs. and set them on the table in front
Cf the husky ball players, who made a
uiye for them.
loon Ganley's face took on a worried
OPPRESSION, as he began turning over the
T. at was possessed of the big claws that
asa considered the most enticing part OF
a hard crab. But all the crabs that re-
rcsed on the plate were shorn of theiI
SECUTED for the negro waiter. and when
TIE latter reported Bob said to him:
See here Rastus, how is it that al
tlsese crabs are without their big claws?
Why. l done tole yo' how dat er'cur
sl.ti- Yo'- see dat when. de crabs am al
tsrgedder in de barrel. sub, dey gifts tut
srappin, sumin' awful sub. TO er crab
sph. sho' am ar mos monstus fighter. an
ae bes' fghtin ones, sub. dey done knock
all dem big claws often de ones dat am
net so much, sub. in the scrappin line
sfah." explained the waiter.
well. then cried Bob, as he settled
himself in his chair. ''go back to the bar
rel and bring me in winner"
Hans Wagner's Little Joke.
When Hans Wagner. the much-talked-oi
aver. was a member of the Louisville
cub. there was on that team great
li-tIe utility man. named Dexter, who
,jould fill in at most any old point, and
v%ho was as game chap as ever wore a
r:iir of spike shoes But there was one
ing that Dexter feared. and that was
tie boat trip going from Cleveland to De-
lott To keep his mind off the trip. and
10 try to get asleep before the storm
Ctlme up. Dexter would seek his berth
i Immediately after supper.
One calm summer night when Lake Erie
Looked like sheet of glass, as the full
room threw silvery sheen over it, and
eren the most prosaic among the passen-
: srs were awed into a mysterious 81
lence by the grandeur OF the scene-fol
] 0 body of water in the world surpaSses
I.rie from scenic standpOint-Hans
Wagner and several of the Louisville
layers were in the cardroom having q
little game. when the thought struck
Wagner to have a little fun with Dexter.
II was a dead calm, and the only noise
,.as made by the chugging engines. Hans
Wagner and his mischievOus comrades
armed themselves with those buckets
with a rope attached which are to be
found every few feet along the taffrail on
L lake boat.
Arriving outside of Dexter's stateroom
he bunch lowered their buckets and filled
them to the brim; then at a word from
Gre merry Hans they began firing the
contents against the window of Dexter 6
stateroom; while Wagner pounded on the
door and called on Dexter to hurry and
dress, as there was terrific storm.
The other fellows were working overtime
omptying their buckets against the state
room window. until it seemed to Dexter
that never before had such a storm ragged
over old Erie.
: Its awful. amt it, Hans?" shouted