Arizona republican., 1908-08-17

were largely responsible for the blow up in the Tempe team. It appeared as if he couldn't have stopped the ball with an Ostermoor mattress, and he also threw the sphere at the moon,
 though no one else saw any moon to throw at What they kept him there for is more than any one can tell. The Club could not have found any one that could possibly do worse, so it was foolish to allow him to do all the fancy fumblind. Some one ought to have had chance.
 That first inning netted the Cubs seven runs and everybody knew they would take home the bacon. It was only a question of waiting around till the Club wis clubbed to death. which took two and one half hours by the Ingersoll. But sure as the bones, it was seven, come eleven. The Cubs got the eleven in the third fling, that is, they added four more making the eleven They also got another eleven, and then one extra making a skidoo. They drew three fours. a little Joe. and a one spot in the third. fourth. fifth, sixth and eighth.
 After the first Butte twirler had been thumped about the field for a week till he was too weak to work any long CT, another tOsser who also boasted of red legs, was waltzed onto the mound but he fared as badly as his predeces- sor. The Cubs mouths were watering for his offerings, and two baggers, home runs and three baggers, were in tersperced with singles, and the lord only knows how many -bootings of the ball. ,~{I&FX
 Pilfering bases was easier than lift ing chickens from a picket fence and the Cubs stole all they could get their hands and feet on. Some of the col ored players were regular Timber Jacks, every joint was hinged like a mules ears and worked both ways and up and down. They handled the ball nif- ty and natty, as they say in the cloth ing ads, and right up to style. Con sequently the Butte buItlers were wOefully outclassed, outbatted, out fielded outrun and put out. They managed to push one lonesome tally across the pan in the first on an error and a single, but thereafter only two men saw first and lived. The rest passed mechanically like dancing pup pets before MOarl chelf.
 Bustamento was the mainstay in the Cub lineup. and while he did not have very many pounds of steam, he kept the Mexicans kowtowing like sinners before the bust of Buddha, reaching after his outdrops, which they were unable to pole.
 Strangest of all, however. is that while it rained copiously uptown and out toward the ball park. yet the mer- ciless heavens refused to- deluge the diamond toilers and thus blot out with blessed waters the awful carnage and slaughter that was going on. Proba bly the weather god was thinking of the big crowded grandstand and want ed them 70 get their moneys worth. They did, they got enough, compared to which the wealth of a dozen rajahs would look like the gray gaunt wolf at the door.
 It would be of no interest to enum- crate the details of the grewsome trag cdy. or to gloat over the fallen ir their grield. Let sweet incense and formal dehy de and other agents of fumiga- tiun be sDrinkled with generous sized garden rose, that i: punkness be no longer known in the land. Ths Club may redeem itself sometime fOr they have done better in bygone days.
 The lineup Of tte two hines gre as follows: Colored Cubs. BustamentO, D: Lewis, c: E. Bruce, 1st base; Natcheral second; J. Bruce, third; Jesus, short. Smith. left; Kenrich, center; BOggs, right Tempe Club: Ochoa, pitcher; Martinez, catcher; Lacaca. first; Or rida, second; Sarratego, third; w. Eel low, short; UrvanO, left; B. Fellows, 'center; Valenzuela, right.