The San Francisco call., 1910-06-12

came twice as slow. for he wound him
self into a knot for his tortuous de-
livery, and even Harlow's warning to
get a move on" couldn't hurry him,
for Harlow was grinning in spite OF
himself at the way the Invincibles
were playing for time.
But trouble began almost with the
first pitched ball The Factoryburgers,
in frenzy at seeing the game Slip
ping away minute by minute, concen-
trated every effort into one supreme
attempt to win out The "rooters':.
rooted and the SWEATERS" swatted, and
poor Charley crumpled. A single, fol-
lowed by a double, put two men on
bases so the third man to bat found
men on second and third. long fly
to the outfield or any kind. or scratch
hit would bring a man in and tie
'em up; two bagger would win the the
game: there was none out-but the
time on the clock stood at % minutes
after p. m.
Did the Ranger at bat line out Char
1ey's first ball for a homer and clear
the bases? He did not. 1t would have
required fishpole to have hit that ball
Zone ballt' yelled the umpire.
"Iit it outl Don't let him pass you!
There amt timeH" screamed Captain
"ClInk," who followed the man now up.
1.-TWO balls!" Charley was doing his
worst"-and this was real baseball
trickery if Factoryburg ever saw it. A
howl of rage went UP as Charley deliv-
cred his next one, wide slant that
only a giant could have reached. No
Ranger was going to hit that ball if
Charley knew it.
"Three balls." and now the umpire
and all Factoryburg were watching the
clock. Harlow had a timepiece, but the
clock seemed fairest to go by, as every
one could see it, and as the games re-
4, IN for IF
seconds there could be no accusations
of time Juggling afterward.
"It at anything!" roared ''Clink."
zone striker cried Phil as the batter
lunged at an impossible curve. Charley
then served up the next one.
-Four balls. take your base!'' and the
crestfallen Ranger had to do SO. So
far Charley had STAYED off the hit that
would have lost his game. But "Clink'
was now up and "Clink had hit him
every time so far
''CIink" dashed into the batter's box.
The three Rangers on bases motioned
wildly to him. Come on, toss it UP
quick, there's still timei" yelled"Clink."
and though the hands pointed to 4:30
the clock hadn't struck the half hour.
Charley wound himself up" with even
more maddening deliberation than
ever. He took one step forward and
was just about to launch the ball
when
Booml 'Phip quickly signaled him
not to throw, and stepping into the
diamond. waved his hand to those in
the field. Then turning toward the
crowded stand, he announced
The clock has struck 4:30 AS the
game was to be called at this time by
previous agreement, / hereby award it
to the Invincibles by the score of
to II,
l haven't space to tell you of how
the angry, disappointed Factoryburgers
sought to vent their rage bodily on
Phil and the yictors in free for all
fight. but the Invincibles did manage to
get away and just catch the 4:47.
"Oh, don't praise mel" laughed Frank
They were out to do US any old way
fair or foul, and something simply had
to be done when we began to go to
pieces. You want to congratulate
was the clevereSt punk
/ ever saw But, boys. there's
the one big thing that settled it," and
Frank pointed out the car window at
the distant clock tower, now just visi-
BILE.
'If that game had lasted even one
minute longer 'Clink would have
doubtless batted in a victory; even if
Charley'd passed him to first man
would have been forced in and tied the
score. No, boys, there's our rescuer,
and you'll all agree with me that this
game was really won by the Factory
burg clock!"