Evening star., 1909-09-12

factured brick-dust," said Lajoie. MY
contract with the Cleveland club has
several years to rum and there isn't a
reason on earth why 1t shouldn't run TO
ITS termination: no reason, for that mat
ter. why l shouldn't renew Ii when IT does
run out. and that. in all probability. Is
exactly what I shall do. Cleveland suits
me. l like to play ball with the Cleveland
club. In all likelihood l shall finish out
my career on the diamond as member
of that club.
derstanding as to the reasons back OF my
giving up the managership of the Cleve-
land club. I gave that job up with all
the good grace and good feeling in the
world. It's a job that l never coveted
from the beginning job that has borne
on me heavily ever since I've held II ana
that I've been willing to let go of any
time these several years past. Charie
Somers of the Cleveland club Will tell
anybody that. I wish | had a dollar for
every time I've begged Somers to get
somebody else for the job. I've recog-
nized the fact right along for several
years that 1 wasn't the right man for
the managership. They say that l am
too easy going and not enough of dis
c.plinarian. Kee-rect. That's precisely
the right dope. l am easygoing and I'm
not a martinez. and so what's the use OF
talking? I can't mack myself any dif-
system always has been to leave the
thing up to the men of the team II
they didn't feel like handing over the
goods. why. it was never I'm me to bully
rag and hector 'em. | have no doubt
mine is a bad system for q base ball
manager to follow. I've never had any
doubt on that score. And that's the very
reason why, as / say, I've repeatedly ask
ed Somers to pick out somebody else to
run the team.
A. 20 hn;r,c "a
tween Jim MCGUIRE and myself, that's
all moonshine. Jim is one of the oldest
friends I've got in the base ball business.
We're not only friends but were pals,
and have been for ye rs. I'm delighted
that the job has been turned over to him.
haven't the least doubt in life that he'll
make good. Not that he is any more OF
a martinez than | am, but a change of
methods is bound to do the club good
and add ginger 10 the outfit. AS for me,
like to play the game, and SO far as |
know now-and / think I know pretty
well-I'n go right along playing 1t IN
Cleveland uniform unit! I'm ready TO
get out Of the business
You savvy the acute hard-loserism of
the English folk, of course.
Well, l heard quaint story as to that
the other day.
You know how the Englishman walls
and caterwauls and cries and things when
he's walloped at any sort of contest of
skill or sport-as he generally is wal
loped by all hands in recent years, by the
way, even at his own kind of games.
Folks the world over have come to take
it for granted that the Englishman will
bleat like pig stuck in a fence when he
raleiy, y'know, 1 didn't know till 1 heard
this story that Englishwomen are hard
losers, too.
An Englishwoman tennis champion
came over to the boomink sites early
last spring to see If she couldn't grab the
woman's tennis championship of the world
from an American girl who held that
title.
They played the match over on Long
Island, on some very beautiful grounds,
ladies and gentlemen looking on
The Englishwoman was in state of
grump and crouch and sulk from the be-
ginning. She pawsitively declined to
meet any of the ladies and gentlemen of
America who were assembled there; even
refusing, by the way, to meet up with
the folks who owned the tennis court
upon which she was playing, saying,
y'knaw, that she detested meeting new
people and all that saint of thing.
Well. the American girl dished it out to
this Englishwoman right from the jump.
The Enslishwoman knew how to play
heap Of tennis, too, but the American
young woman had a still better grasp of
the thing, and from the drop of the bunt-
ing she went out to the front and spread
eagied her English rival.
The Englishwoman became peevisher
and peevisher as the game wore on and
as she continued to get her bumps. until,
finally. she was so far up in the air. tenn
peramentally and dispositionly consid-
cred, that she sadly needed toe-weights
and debating apparatus. At the very
finish. after, she'd been smothered by the
American g4rI. her face was a study in
sourness and chagrin. A number of Amer
lean ladies, noticing how she was taking
1t to heartstepped forward to be nice to
her. They told her That she had played
q real lovely game, and deserved better
results. and all like that, and finished
by asking her If she wouldn't have a
little tea.
go away from me. you nawsty Yankee
bounders!" peeved the Englishwoman.
striding off the court with her racket
swinging viciously in her nit: and they
do say that she never stopped till she'd
made the pier where lay the steamer
upon which she was booked to go back
to England.
British sense of fair play, what? And
haven't they the pairfec'ly luffly man
ners. though!