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way after the game was over. IF the Gil
ants only had that swell kid TO help Matty
out at this stage of the game. ! spose
the Giants wouldn't bring that rag home
or nothn', what
Griffith Speels Few.
Clark Griffith-who. il must be given to
him, has had a mighty nifty justifica-
ton through what's happened to the
Yanks since he got his yellow envelope
was watching that game from a box, and
his chilly eyes kindled over the work of
Walter Johnson.
THAT boys got about the last word to
say about pitching, I'm telling YOU said
Griffith to me. Hes got my nanny
and I'm taking my headgear off to him
any hour of the day or night. Not be-
cause he's blown my old club away a
couple of times in a row, giving them moth
ing. understand. Not that at all. But
just because, as I'm a-Sayins, he Is up to
the present moment of time, and then a
leetle ahead of it, about as crack pitcher
as wears spikes at this day and date, and
| don't see how they're going to cage
him or prevent him from being the daddy
of all the beavers for the next ten years
to come. He's only a baby in years. he S
clean and decent he's got bean on him
that isn't full of catsup, but base ball
brains: he doesn't lose his head at any
stage of the journey. and he was just
meant by heaven when he came into the
world to be ii base ball pitcher what is,
that's all. He's got everything, and then
everything else, and if he doesn't fling
rings around every HEAVIER that stands
atop of Il mound during the years to come
then I'm not asking for nickel out of
the till. He's an asset for any mans ball
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DOES THIS SHOW
A YELLOW STREAK
UP JEFFRIES' BACK?

1T is not generally known that when L
entered the ring to fight Bob Fitzsimmons
the first time / had 5000 Wagered that
F'itz would defeat me- said James JEFF
fries recently. ''Then / went in and licked
him.
Il honestly thought that Bob would de-
feat me and figured that l could afford
to bet on him, as should | win l could
easily make up that amount and if he de-
feated me l would have enough for my
expenses in addition to the purse.
II had not had the experience in the
ring that Fitz had and thought that on
account of that he might take my meas
ure. i could almost see myself crawling
from the ring a defeated man.
when we entered the ring Fitz was
the picture of confidence, and l sat in
the corner and it kept running through
my mind that here is where Jeff gets his.
But at that l determined to do my best.
and If Fitz won he would have to go
some to do it
after the first six rounds I was sure
that l could win and the little bet | had
on i'itZ did not keep me from going after
him. In the eleventh round | got him.
and when | saw Fitz lying on the floor
and heard the crowd cheering me l was
the most surprised person in the city, as
| did not think that / could win in such
short time and via the knockout route >
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pointed hour the Blue Streaks trotted
on the field. They were likely looking
lot. After short practice they gave
the field to the Big Tank functions and
the great game was on.
Stiffy Ashleg. as was his custom, re-
manned on the bench until the time was
ripe for his appearance with the will
low
1t was a desperate pitchers battle
from the start Whitlock was using a
spitball made doubly effective by the
ordinary saliva. Johnny Dart of the
Blue Streaks was equally effective with
a curve known old Reverse Eng
lish." 1t began to look as if neither
side would score
The seventh inning came around with
nerves unstlhng and palpitating hearts.
Wrought up to an intense feeling of
nervousness, Zeke Zunneberg allowed a
grounder to slip through his legs, and
before the functions could recover the
Blue StreakS had sent two runs rafting
across the pan. Then it was that Ash
leg was called to the rescue.
With a deXterOuS movement Stiffy at
tached the electric foot and slowly limped
to the plate. The Blue Streaks jeered
him mercileSSiy, which made him grit his
teeth the harder and determine to do or
die. AS he neared the plate Ashleg stoOp-
ed as If to pick up a bat and then stood
back in dismay. He at last saw through
the scheme of the treacherouS opponents.
The Blue StreakS had stolen every bat
on the grounds. They. knew that the home
club had to either furnish bats Or forfeit
the game. and had deliberately sneaked
the sticks away one at a time until the
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Bob Unglaub's Request.

Bob Unglaub, the hefty lad who has
done so much to make the Washington
base ball club a winning combination, is
one of that quick-spoken, masterful sort
of fellows, no doubt born to be leader.
When it comes TO handing out orders of
the quick conversation species, old relia-
BILE Robert is on the job.
Aside from Bob's great qualities a
ball player he is also some pumpkins
when it comes to sitting down at the
training table. He knows what he wants
and how he wants it.
When the team was last in New York
CnSlauh, Warner, Hughes and Street went
down town one night to the theater After
TIE performance the quartet visited a cafe
recommended by Jack Warner, who knows
everything about the big town. After the
boys had been served with their several
dishes and were making onslaughts on the
viands the waiter proudly announced the
following fact:
Gentlemen. this is the most up-to-
date place in New York. We do all our
cooking by electricity.
Well. If that is So shot back Unglaub.
as he paused in the strangle hold on the
contents OF the dish before him. II wish
you'd take this steak back and give il
another shock"
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frog is about fifty miles away. 1 should
say.
I'VE had snooped up the main street
and were passing out of town. when our
host got an idea. He expressed 1t in a
neat little speech to this effect:
The trip was long and dusty one.
We needed beer, beer. lots of it. Just
about five cases slowed away in the back
of our wagon would be grand cargo.
case of beer d Neutrality-suspicious. bottles
each
Prolonged cheers, as the reports always
have it when describing good speeches.
We turned about and went back to a
saloon. The beer was lifted aboard and
ice packed neatly around the bottles.
II didn't begin to get a thirst until we
had gone about twenty miles. There was
no reason why | should. The rest of the
party seemed to be fixed the same way.
We were then on a desert. and per-
haps that had something to do with it.
was about to suggest that the beer time
had arrived, when I noticed that our host
and had slowed up. He was worried. that
was certain. Finally he stopped and be-
gan looking over the thing.
Just what I thought said he with a
grunt. Water all out of radiator. We're
up against it. No water in ten miles. Got
to let her cool off. Take three hours or
more
From what l could make out it was a
Water-cooied car. The water in the radi-
ator had been used up and the cylinders
had become overheated. We could get
along some distance, but we would wreck
the machinery; and even then we
wouldn't be any better off than where we
were. 1t appears that out in that cOun-
try, where the wind is high and the air
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Zunneberg solved his life problem. They
gave to him a detachable electric foot
with which he could easily make thirty
miles an hour. that being the speed
limit in the Wire Grass League.
At the ball park Steve ~OHara and
his teammates were porting over a chal-
lenge just received from the unbeaten
Blue Streaks of Hawktown. a village
which lay some twenty miles to the
east. Without Ashleg to bat in the
pinches they felt themselves helpless.
To decline the challenge meant coward
ice. and to accept it meant defeat. 1t
was just at this moment that the re-
doubtable Ashleg swung himself into
view. With open arms they grabbed
him and babe him get on the job.
To assure themselves that everything
was ready Ashleg was given d trial
with his famous home run bat. and the
first crack out of the box he landed
on one of Lefty Whitlock's spitballs and
drove It with. such force that the ball
made q period in the shoe sign as it
went through the fence.
The challenge was thereupoa accept
ed. 1t looked like cinch. The game was
set for the following Saturday after
noon and the town ordered all shops
closed up at noon. The time was now
ripe to break the hard luck. and Stiffy
Ashleg was the man of the hour.
For several days before the beginning
of the great game Ashleg was out on
the diamond trying the various levers
attached to his electric foot. and up to
the hour of the game everything was
as fit as a fiddle.
At the tap of the gong on the ap-
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functions We're helpless.
Without a murmur the undaunted Stiffy
| fitted through the captains fertile brain.
| Then he looked toward the plate and fell
back with dying gasp.
| The crowd looked oH In horror as Stiffy
AshleS began jumping straight up and
down and could move neither toward first
nor third. Jerking d. small hammer out of
! his pocket, in a desperate effort Stiffy be-
gan hammering at the machinery, but it
was of no avail. In smashing the ball he
! had hit 1t with two pounds pressure too
much, and he had got the levers crossed
| In his electric foot. Instead of going for
| ward or backward. the peerless hitter wa
| jumping up and down like churn dasher
| and getting faster at every jump The
sturdy ashleg was buzzing and splitting off
electric sparks so that no one dared APP
proach him.
| In the meantime the fielders were still
chasing the ball. In another minute it
was seen that Ashleg was gradually sink
i ing! The spikes on the wooden foot were
cutting up dirt by the handful. He was
digging himself a hole. In five minutes he
was up to his neck and the game was a
hopeless wreck
The fieders finally returned with the
ball, reached down and touched poor Ash
! leg on the head, and the Blue Streaks
were given the game.
/ AS the electric foot battery was finally
| exhausted, Stiffy was carried off the dia
mond. weeping bitterly.
| 1T is not the loss OF the game that
breaks my heart he cried. "but it's the
| first time in my life that pitcher could
! ever say that he had me in a hole"
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New York Glad Hand Clark Griffith Uses Some Coarse
But Nice Language About the Idaho Phnom All Base Bali Critics
He Himself Nationals Look
Good From A to Z and Stand Good Show Next Season.

club that ought to make his owners tinsle
with that joy thing, and | can remember
a lot of times when | was clubbing around
as d ball club manager when I'd nave
been willing to cough up his weight In GIT
for a cub like that kicking around on my
staff
johnson Is King Pin.
Johnson certainly did capture this town,
and it was funny to see how many of the
copy-readers for the newspapers slapped
that "Too Much Johnson headline at the
top of the base ball stories that told or
the way the Idaho youngster had stuffed
the Yanks away without stalking 'em to
anything in the tally line. All of the
critics here united in declaring that the
boy wasn't extended at any stage of the
games he pitched here, and 1t was gener-
ally agreed by the critics that If there S
any record-making in the no-hit no-run
line for the next few years this Wash
ington kid will be the one to snaS such
a record.
I could hardly believe 1t, and the same
goes for the rest of the bugs that were
listening. when Willie Fowler business
manager of the Washington club, told US
at the New Albany (where the team stops
here) the other day that the Washington
club is going to have another pitching
young fellow next season who's rated
right alongside of johnson. The funny
part of this story is that Johnson him
self. who has worked against this Dolly
Gray of California, the new one, comes
right out and says that Gray is better
than he is himself. Now, we're a.. CIV
ing it to Johnson that he's the modest
Kid, that's all Here's hoping that Dolly
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walked to the plate eyes flashing and
breath coming fast He had determined
on daring plan.
Are you ready?" asked the umpire
Il am ready" replied Stiffy, in wither-
ing tones. Now, do your worst"
With that he calmly touched the dis
connecting lever, pulled off his leg of
weathered ash. and. standing on tine one
foot. tapped the big end of the seasoned
leg on the rubber and announced himself
on the job.
The Blue Streaks were petrified 1t
must be remembered that they had never
seen Ashleg before. Johnny Dart, think
ing he had a cinch. began to laugh up
roariously.
..Play"' cried the umpire. and Dart
wound up. 1t was a slow floating curve
and one just to the liking of the intrepid
Ashleg.
"C-r-a-c-k." With terrific force Ashleg
Brought the improvised bat around and
as it bent at the knee it crashed into the
sphere. In second the ball was seen go
ing over the right-tield fence like a bullet
For a minute the Blue Streaks were
dumfounded; then the manager jumped ur
| and began shouting in great glee: But
he can't run the bases,
HE can't, eh?" snapped Stiffy. and he
deliberately began readjusting the leg tc
it's former position. AS the felders had
started on wild chase for the ball, he
had plenty of time.
Steve O'Hara, captain of the functions
was the happiest man in the world. He
saw visions of a hardluck streak broken
and victory almost in sight.
| For moment these pleasant thoughts
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Willie Fowler's Repartee.

While the Washington club was resting
up Sunday in New York. Willie Fowler,
the genial business manager of the Ma
tionals. suggested to Joe Cantillon that
they take a trip up to Niagara Falls. AS
Cantillon had never been there before,
re readily assented. and they were soon
en- route to Americas most wonderful pos
session.
As the two Washington men were lean
ing over the railing. watching the vast
volume of water shooting over the rapids
with that awe-inspiring sound which al
ways accompanies it. Willie said:
Isn't il wonderful. Joe, to see the way
;hat mountainous volume of water goes
dashing over the falls?"
Il don't see nothing wonderful about
it," snorted Mr.. Cantilion who is a very
practical person: what the DEVILS 10
stop il from tumbling OVER"
But" continued Joe. Il am told that a
man once went over the falls in barrel
] wouldn't want none of that in mine"
Nor T. chimed In Mr.. Fowler, in
dreamy tones: I'D much rather go over
e set or books than to so over Niagara
Falls
md then Willie had to make his get
away hurriedly, for people in earshot
started 10 make a combined attack on the
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ards out of the pellet. the New York bugs
opened UP and cheered the hitsmen to the
echo. 1t wasn't any derisive stuff, either.
although one huge-voiccd nut with a
Washington players were soakin. the
sphere all over the place, Say. some
body shut that gate down there" mean
ing a little gate down at the end of the
center field fence-the nut meaning that
he didn't want to see 50 many balls lost
from the batsmen of the Washington slug
gers. No. it wasn't the jeery kind of
backnanded stuff for the New York nine
at all. 1t was straightout and honest adj
miration for the Washington club THAI
was being expressed by the New York
fans, and the way they did howl for the
something pretty good for sore ears and
a very unusual thing to see on any man s
ball grounds too, but most especially on
grounds located in this burg. When IN
glaub on third stopped a swat from
Laporte's bat that had three sacks tick
eted on it as big as an electric light sign
-Unglaub digging into the grass like a
deep-Sea diver TO spade it out of the
ground and getting Knocked almost off
his pins IN doing it-why. those New York
and yipp-yapped for five minutes, and
Unslaub had to do that cap-lifting thing
fully half a dozen times before they'd let
him go get drink of water.
Well, I'll of this, of course, let the
bunch of Washington visiting bugs in
good, and they had the time of their
lives. They went as far as they liked, and
there wasn't anybody to take offense or
get mussy about it. When Johnson shut
the Hanks out to the tune of 6 to o. the
New York fans, who are pretty keen crit
les of pitchers, cast longing eyes upon
him.
Gee" I heard lot of them saying to
each other as they vamped for the sub
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hot, water is used up pretty fast in a
machine.
Gamblers Suggestion.
1.-THE gambler sat on the roadside, hold
ing his head in his hands. He always
was a resourceful chap. For long time
he didn't say word. Then he dropped
his hands and raised his head.
The beer.' he said.
mo 60. said the other two fellows.
Il said nothing, but looked doubtfully at
the owner.
Just the thing he said smiling for
the first time. Should have thought of
it myself
1--WE pulled out the beer and poured
bottle after bottle into that radiator. My,
but it was waste of good beer
Il never saw anybody anything con-
sumo as much beer as that radiator 1t
may not have been right, but I sneaked
a hottie or two for myself So did the
others. except the owner. He was too
| busy pouring that good stuff into that
| tank-whoever first referred to a souse as
a tank must have had intimate relations
with an auto radiator-and he didn't take
| a swallow.
did we get to Bullfrog? You bet
| That beer was the best speed generator
| you ever heard of. And it didn't make
the auto wabble bit. Maybe our host
has good control over a beer-fed auto
You've heard of the beer hound which
retrieved the beautiful amber cream
topped liquid and swabbed it to it's lair
but the beer hound never had anything
on the beer fattened auto.
mot a bad auto story. eh?' questioned
the wanderer as he patted the bell on
the table.
Pretty good was the verdict of the
| ia BILE
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LACROSSE TO HELP
CHICAGO WHITE SOX
ON TRAINING TRIP

The great Canada. game of lacrosse
will form a part of the White Sox train
ing program next season, according to
President Charles A. Comiskey of the
Chicago club. The Old Roman has
watched the old Indian game closely for
several years. and has taken such an in
terest in it he has presented the three
local teams with the Comiskey cup, en-
blematic of the local championship.
Comiskey after studying the game from
every angle, has decided that it will be
an excellent thing to get the kinks out
of his men and put them in shape for
pla wing base ball after their long rest
during the winter. Accordingly, when
the Sox leave on their trip next spring
they will be we'll equipped with the para
phernalia of the game, and it is likely
one OF the local stars will be taken along
to teach them the finer points of the
game.
Manager Fielder Jones also sees the
possibilities of the game for developing
the speed and endurance of ball players
Fielder is as enthusiastic about the in
novation as Comiskey. and is eager for
the team to have trial at it.
Il think it is a great game said
Comiskey land for a long time / have
been considering the advisability of using
it in the spring training program. Too
much base ball in bunch is not good
for the men on the training trip. They
should be brought around gradually and
by easy stages. A ball player does not
need pIa ctice in handling u base ball on
the training trip.
.'They need to get into the proper con-
dition to last throughout game. They
need to train for speed and endurance
During the long winter months most of
urally they are soft and not in condition
to stand the saff when they return in
the spring.
II have been watching lacrosse for a
long time and think it is one of the
greatest games in existence. 1t develops
every muscle in a mans body, and it is
also a great factor in developing nerve
A man without a good piece of nerve
cannot be a successful lacrosse player
Lacrosse develops speed, because
player must be on the jump all the time
in eluding his opponents. 1t makes en-
durance because a player must be on the
twenty minute quarters that constitute a
regulation game. Lacrosse trains a mans
eye because he must be watching the
ball all the time, and must catch when
in all positions.
IF ball player could catch a ball as
well with his glove the lacrosse men
do with their sticks. there would not
be many errors. Outside of base ball
give me lacrosse. If ] were not SO old
I would go out and play lacrosse my
SELF
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hurled a vile remark to the man in the
box. About the time this had sunk in he
followed it up with a filthier one that
would have been ample excuse for the
man addressed to smash him over the
head with Il bat Some day McGraw will
try those tactics on the wrong player.
He succeeded in rafting the pitcher upon
this occasion and the Giants won. / do
not think the American public wants
games won in that way or wants that
sort of talk flying around.
What was the umpire doing all this
time? Two or three years ago President
Puliam' of the National League called
one of his umpires to task for permitting
New York and a Pittsburg player to
hurl verbal filth at each other across the
diamond. But in this instance. too, the
talk was heard in the grandStand and
complaint first came from a spectator.
What is needed is action on the part of
the umpires. and if the men now in the
business do not know what common de-
cency demands, then get some one else to
officiate on the diamond.
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BELIEVE 1T OR NOT,
IT SOUNDS ALL RIGHT


Just been out to the mining fields o:
Nevada said the wanderer, dropping
into his club after long absence. Great
country out there. They do things. Some
of the things are queer to the easterner,
but>there is always action.
You know / never got the automobile
craze. That's one thing have passed up.
I like to ride in them all right, but l
never hankered to own one or run one.
don't know the first principle of the me-
chanism of the things. ] know the names
of certain parts of the machine, but what
they have to do with operating it is all
Greek to me.
"A trip from Goldfield to Tonopah or to
Bullfros is a regular thing. The roads
are not the best / have seen. but the ma
chimes those fellows own are mostly the
imported kind and they make good time.
Il hadn't been in Goldfield long before
I ran into some old friends, fellows have
met In my travels. One was running a
gambling house and doing good business.
The last time | had seen him was in San
Francisco, where he was trying to live by
running a small hotel.
Another chap l hooked up with has an
interest in one of the mines and is mil
ionare several times OVer-not a paper
millionaire, but a real gold millionaire.
To Go in Automobile.
lone morning the gambler, a couple
of others and the auto man fused around
doing nothing except having drink now
and then, and it was decided to take a
run over to Bullfrog in the machine Bull