The mirror., 1910-09-08
Another Sequel to "casey at the Bat


G. P Mcdonald, newspaper and dedicated to the
silent clown. 1t follows:
The Bugvie team surely up against rocky game:
The chances they'd win defeat and undying fame
Three hurt and two benched, the score
stood six to four,
They had to make three hardearned in just two
innings more.
cit cant be done, the captain said paor his face
GIVE got two pitchers in the field, mutt second base
And should another get spiked crippled some
The team would sure be down and out with eight men
left to play.
'We're up against it anyhow so far as can see
My boys aint hitting like they should and that's what
worries
The luck is the other sde pennant will we win;
It's mighty tough but we must take our medicine and
The eighth round opened one two, three the enemy
went down;
The Bugvle boys went the same the captain wore
frown;
The first half of the ninth came round two men had
been put out,
When Bugvle's catcher broke his thumb and could not
go the route.
deathy silence settled ole, the crowd assembled there
Defeat would be allotted them, they felt it the
With only eight left in the field wouId be grew
some fray,
Small wonder that the Captain cursed the day he learn
ed to play.
LEND me to finish with" he begged the other
team
LEND you man? the foe replied my boy, you're in
dream
We want to win the pennant, too-hats what we're do
ing here!
There's only one thing you do; call for volunteer
The Captain stood and ponered in IstIess sort of way
Tie never quitter and he would not be today
is there within the grandstand here his voice rang
loud and clear
"A man who has the sporting blood to be vounteer?
Again that awful silence settled Ger the multitude;
a than
imbued?
The Captain stood with cap hand while hopeless was
his chances
And then short and socky cried OUT cpl take
chance!'
Into the field he bounded with step both firm and
The game beyond recall I'll last at least round
Although im ancient you will find me muscular and
sound.'
His hair sprnkled here and there with little streaks
of gray;
Around his eyes and his brow bunch of wrinkles lay
The Captain smiled desparngIy and sIow' TUNED away,
why he's al, right one rooter yelled Another, 'et
him play!
"All right, go on" the Captain sighed. The stranger
turned around
Took off his and collar and threw them
The humor of the situation seemed t., hit them ALL
And as he donned the mask and mi the mpi,e called
"Pay Ballr'
Three balls the pitcher at him hurled three balls Of
lightning speed
The stranger caught them with and did not seem
to heed;
Each ball had been pronounced STRIKE the side had
been put out
And he walked toward the bench he heard the root
shout
One Bugville boy went out strikes and one kill
ell at tirst
The Captain them fail to hit and gnashed his teeth
and cursed;
The third smashed double and the fourth man
swatted clear,
Then in thunder of applause, up the volunteer.
His feet planted in the earth he swung warike
club;
The Captain his awkward pose and softly whisper
ed, "Dubp'
The pitcher looked at him and grinned, then heaved
mighty ball;
The echo of that fearful swat still fingers with all!
High fast and far the sphere flew, sailed and sailed
away,
1t ne'er found it is supposed it still floats to-
day.
Three came in, the pennant would be Bugville's
for year;
The fans and players gathered round to cheer the voun
teer
"What is your name ?? the Captain asked. "Tel your
name!' cried all,
As down his cheeks great tears of Joy to