Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-09-29

Pa he explained. @You see they sink in the ground
and keep me from slipping when making the turns
steel spikes They better than these, because
they sink in the ground and pull out easier. They
dangerous, though. Players get cut with them
sometimes"
realized that my boy had been storing away the in
formation he had got from the newspapers He was
figuring on that kind of business just farmers
would on the best kind of land for and wheat.
eagerly 9TH be lots of fun
Though did have little desire to what was GO
ing on, felt that such weakness would be unbecom-
ing in an old man.
NO. Son. said 3Im too old for that kind of fool
shness. It's too much of waste of time"
After breakfast Pat started for town. where the BOYS
to get in big hack and ride Cornersville
We could still hear him whstlng he passed out of
sight behind the big shade trees along the road The
whole household appeared to be unusually happy that
day. Shortly after took my wife in the buggy
and we drove downtown to make purchases
Three or four well-to-do went and spoke to
my wife she waited for in the buggy could tell
by her laugh that they saying something to make
her feel proud little later the bank cashier whom
she had known from his babyhood, out to speak
to her. They talked for a moment as if discussing
great secret and then she gave him some money Pres
emily he walked away and came back with package.
This made little curious; but would not say any
thing.
On the way home 1 discovered the mysterious pack
under the seat and held it up. whats this Map
l asked.
4Just something for our boy she replied and un-
tied the string Inside red and black striped
wool sweater!
"What is that for?- inquired
Il don't know exactly she confessed; "but l
wanted to get him something and the bank cashier told
me that's thing he might need
1t was pretty easy to understand what the town peo-
pie had been saying to her If had known then what
/ know now, | should have realized that had real
woman fan my hands. Mind you too she was then
fifty years old and had baseball in her
life
Arriving home: we sat on the porch and read the
weekly newspapers. Occasionally would look up, to
discover that my wife thinking of something far
away felt kind of fidgety myself, and couldn't get
interested in piece was trying to read about
way of bundling hay. Finally got up and walked
around.
"What is it, PAP she asked
ooh, nothing | replied. "By the way, l wonder
how the boys are coming out over at Cornersvle?"
That's just what was thinking she replied. Il
hope Son gets home early
had trouble in killing time until dark and my wife
delayed supper until the last minute She wanted it to
be hot when Pat got home after the long nde. We
both getting real fdgety when the boy finally rushed
into the house.
HOME run, Pa7 he shouted as he ran in. "Home
- run! All the way round!'
[ looked at him in establishment. | really didn't
know what he talking about.
"Home run, Par he repeated, and when [ didn't
jump up and yell he looked disappointed "Don't you
understand? 1 belted one mile! Two on bases too
and cleaned up!"
~Who won the game, Som asked the boys mother
she stepped in the holding stirring spoon in her
nafu.
"Who won!" cried the excited boy. didn't you
hear me? A home run! hit it with two on bases Mr.
Tedberry accused me of being professional Wasn't
that funny? You ought to have it,"
"Ycs Son." finally stammered "but who the
game?7
"Why, did, Pa! Beat EN- SO bad they won't play
us again. But hit home run. Don't you see2"
"What is the home run, SOM" asked his mother
"Why, home run--that means that hit the ball
so far | all the way round the bases There
two and that made three runs. We beat em seven
to four"
The boy threw his arms round his old mothers neck
and kissed her. He then ran to me.
ooh Pa 7 wish y1,, had been with mel IF vor had