The Washington times., 1911-08-06

Having seen Admiral Togo, nero
of the battle Of the Sea of japan.
we trolleyed out to the ball yard and
saw Ambrose Mcconnell, hero of a
battle in the rain. He defeated those
noble Samurai chieftains. Sir Thomas
Longleggo Hughes and Admiral Bucko
Becker, by a total tally of to Z, and
not all the messages of peace and good
will can efface the snirch upon our
shield.
Ambrose slid down from first to fifth
in the batting order. Gen Hugh Duffy
figured him a lemon leading off. He
had been, too. But he was just built
to bat fifth yesterday, and he picked
out four very fine singles, which sewed
the shroud about the hopes of the nifty
Nationals. Ambrose scored two runs
and knocked in two more with his
trusty willow, and, had he been sunk
by blow amidships early in the battle.
those noble Samurai chieftains, Hughes
and Becker, might have raised the
broom at their mastheads.
Sir Thmas looked puny as an infant in
the first inning. Mcintyre and Lord sin
gled in succession. Callahan forced Nc
Intyre at third, but, after Signor Piz-
zolo Rodie had Japanesed. wee "Amby"
carefully walloped the bounding pill to
right center. ard two runs were In.
Painful? Yes, painful.
The bags were loaded in the second,
too, on Sir Thomas. but Conroy tossed
out Callahan, attempting a hit-and-run
with three men in action, thus choking
the try for wholesale scoring. The nifty
Nationals took the battle into their own
In half nf the Sec
ond, and it looked like surrender for
the White Sox at its close.
Gessler was shot in the leg and anx-
ious Clarence Walker waved his stick
at nothing. Mcconnell hurled poorly
giving Mcbride an existence Conroy
strolIed, filling the sacks. The rowan w
full Mr.. Gabby'' planted one out OF Tan
nehilrs reach for a bingle, SCORING
GessIer. Sir Thomas Hughes fired
single to left, scoring MCBRIDE and Con-
roy, and driving Frank Lange from the
gunner's deck.
nest. took a look at the lowering clouds,
and then promptly famed 'Zeb" Milan.
He failed to sting G. Erminie Schaefer.
though, who drove hearty single 10
right, scoring Street The comedan
tried for too much, however, and was
spiked in the commissary department.
by McIntyre's pretty toss to the infeld.
Four runs-the nifty lads were Leading.
Hark what was that! S0unQ OF nrlnS
in the distance? Yes, the enemy were
at hand. They showed up in the third,
slambanging Sir Thomas from keel to
stoke hole, wherever that Is. Ping
Bodie, Mcconnell, and Collins hammer
ed out neat singles, three Of them In a
row, and Commander Becker made his
appearance as chief gunner. Two runs
had trickled in, tieing the score, when
he assumed command, and he managed
to squeeze through without any more
coming across the harbor mouth.
In the following melee he got his right
where the refreshment room joins the
gun room Lord singled and was sacri-
feed. Bodie sent him in with a savage
belt to center that almost severed
Becker's right leg from the rest of his
anatomy. Mcconnell grabbed his third
single and Collins walked. Becker look
ed bad Bodie and Mcconnell Topped
over on Tannehilrs crack TO center ard
Whew, the enemy were surely in our
midst.
Then came the real scrap. Becker
grew better as he went along, and the
Sox achieved no more successes, the
tall, stringy southpaw pulling himself
out of difficulty after difficulty, but /el-
ways emerging somehow into the rainy
atmosphere. Hovlik - sounds queer,
that's right-had his troubles all along.
a bundle of them falling upon his de-
voted skull in the fifth when the Ma
tionals scored three runs. -.
After Milan had famed. Schaefer
slapped one at Collins and was safe
when Hovlik failed to move fast enough
in covering the bag. Elberfeld coaxed
q pass. and Doc Gessler shot single to