The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1911-06-22
Wienerkraut
From Minneapolis Journal.

(The Man who Struck the Mighty Casey out,)
Twas New Years eve; the big cafe was bright
with Yuletide cheer,
Where flowed the festive r, & ], and fixed the
foaming beer;
more
Were fighting DER the battles of the season
gone before.
They talked about the pennant race and how
the Pirates slump
Had put them on the chute the chute and made
them bump the bump;
They played again the series of Athletics versus
Cubs;
They talked of next years prospects and the
makeup of the clubs;
They argued over batting stars and pitchers
known to fame
And some were there that rooted fair and some
! who knocked the game,
The players of the leading teams successfully
were panned;
They told how some should get raise and others
should get canned,
They Landed Cobb and Lajoe for landing on the
ball,
They toasted mighty Honus the greatest of
them all;
>AASNA
nous plays.
And dug up baseball anecdotes of prehistoric
days,
And ever as night wore on and tale succeeded
tale
They blithely filled the trimming bowl and
quaffed the good wassai1
And health was drunk in lusty drafts to every
famous name
That ever lent its luster to the nations favored
game.
/ when suddenly there came a sound from out the
somber gloom
That lurked behind the chimney in the corner
of the room,
And presently there shambled forth stranger
long and lean,
Of solemn face and ancient garb and patriarchal
/ nien.
His locks were 1ank. his beard was dank his
| face was scanned and old.
But underneath the shaggy brows his eyes gleam-
/ ed keen and cold.
He swept them with piercing glance that made
! the stoutest quake
silence fell upon the throng and thus the
stranger spake:-
you gents hez he'd your little say about the
i grand oil game.
And told about the players that hez earned un
dyin' fame:
you've boasted of the heroes of the present and
the past.
And loaded them with honors from the first one
to the last.
But, gentlemen, beg to state. one name you're
leavin, out
You never yet amt spoke the name of jake
Wienerkraut.
What Never heard of Wienerkraut, the gian
of EN- all?
Well all got to say is. then you chaps don't know
baseball.
IF jake ever got his dues the name of wienerkrau
Would rumble down the hall of fame in one eter
nal shout
of course you're all familiar with that celebrated
why yes, don't care If do-a leetle hardware
pleased
About that famous baseball game at Mudvill,
long ago.
An how the score stood to A. one inning NOR,
to go?
You recollec' the awful strain that blanched eacf
pallid face
When two Mudvillians died at first. then two go
safe on base?
An then maybe you may recall that gosh all iret
yell
mat nDl6Q III inc Vdllcy an IdtISQ III Tue Ocll
That raped again the mountain an recoiled up
, on the fat
when Casey, mighty Casey comes amblin to the
bat?
, Well. gents. Your humble servant was factor II
that game.
An if you'll 1isten-( thanky. yes. lettle d
the Same)-
I'll tell some inside history. was sayin'. pards
About the worlds most famous game of bal
(Here's my regards)
The tension sure was fierce that day when Casey
faced the plate:
Ten thousand eyes were on him; the hour was big
with fate.
NOW think Of what clean home run for Mud
:. vile would dol
Instead the umpire called Strike one" an then
he called Strike twol''