The Birmingham age-herald., 1910-07-10
CROW STOPS SLAUGHTER
The Jacks Creek Bard Tells How the Bar Jumpers Beat the
 Foxtown Dudes

From the Chicago Record-Herald.
 The Jacks Creek bard came puffing up the creek, red triangular flag fly ing over his head, the precipitation streaming down his dusty face, and he was letting out blood-curdling yells at every turn in the road
 "Whatever is eating you all?" inquir- ed the blacksmith as the bard dropped on the workbench and mopped his fac with a flaming red handkerchief.
 The Brier Jumpers beat the tar out of the Foxtown Dudes today" he an- nounced triumphantly. "Ain't you heard the newsg
 Nav" came the disgusted reply, "1 ain't got no time to De fooling with baseball games"
 Well, l took her in,' the bard en- unused "Ever since l been reading about this here haste ball business l been calculating one day to see a game, and l done it. Bye and bye these here newfangled doings leaks through to the creek and the boys takes holt just like they was fresh-laid eggs. Over Lone- some way they been playing haste ball going on two years. and last week the fellers on Jacks creek and Shiol, and
 
 Back Woods League. Sounds fine, don't it? I made up my mind to see the first game they played If it busted hame string. Say! It beats quoits or croquet or anything Most as much fun as fish ing. You ought to have been there, Ham. It was a sight.
 They sets off four corners-bastes they call them-and marked them with big flat rocks down In sandstone bot tom next to the river. Tn em Foxtown Dudes had their britches chopped off at the knees and wore red flannel shirts They looked pretty nice. too, tell you. Our boys, the Brier Jumpers rolled their britches up to their knees for uniforms-they was all barefooted be- fore the game got half started.
 It want more than hundred yards from the home haste to the river, and one of the rules was that the feller that knocked the ball in the water had to swim in and get it-for fair bustin' 1t straight at the river Well, pretty nigh the first thing was did when the Dudes was in town was to knock the durn thing smack in the middle of the river, and the current pretty swift, too.
 This Ivan Tumey was the feller that busted her, and he allowed he wouldn't go after 1t. Other Dude fellers stands back and didn't say nothing, but our boys was in for killing him right there. The feller what settles the disputes-humpire they called him-he argued a spell with Ivan, but it didn't do no good. Ivan he allowed he wouldn't go git no basketball, and said there want enough Brier Jumpers this side of Denver to make him, either.
 That there talk Tiled our boys power ful. and they was for pitching him in tho river: which was did, after the crowd clawed up half acre of sand bottom and ruined their clothes. By the time Ivan was in the water and had made up his mind he was going right on after that ball. 1t was half mile down stream. But he got her all right. Jumpers was foler- ing along the bank throwing pebbles at him and yelling to keep up his nerve.
 Against he got back the crowd was all gummed up in a bunch arguing the rights and wrongs of the rule about who had ought to git the balls out of the river Humpire allows the fellers in the field or ter go after them wherever they go, and that was set on finally as the new rule Ivan was the maddest feleri He swelled up like a. pizened pup and swore it was all trick they had played on him. He says he calculates, to throw the first Jumper In the river that busts the ball toward the water. Oh! he was all het up and some fretful.
 Well, after humpire allows the fellers in the field must go git the ball when 1t lights in the river. all the players stands way back along the bank to head her off This here arrangement kinder lines em up next the water. and there wasn't mo- body on the bastes to catch them balls when throwed; consequent you couldn't put nobody out
 That's how come the tally sheet-score they say it is-so big. One time the