Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-06-09
AS Narrated to BOHEMIAN BULGER

house ethics he was past master. To start with he
made understand that must never go to the rub
bling table SO long there was veteran nearby.
"You see," he explained "some of these bush guys
that in here fresh, and the regulars have
to keep them down. Even if they don't want to get
rubbed they'll call you down you start for the table
too soon and then they II take rub anyhow just to
show you your place. It's this way he went on so as
to make the situation perfectly clear to me. @The
rubbing table he wants it. Sometimes man who has
been taken out of game in early and get his
rub but not the young fellows. They've got to wait.
These little details may strike the reader unimpor
tant but they often essential to ball PLAYERS
future. The new player who is thoughtful enough to
observe the ethics and traditions of the clubhouse and
inclined to be polite to the veterans, becomes
popular. That is wonderful help. When the wall of
dignity around the veterans becomes punctured with
friendship, many helping hands will be extended to the
youngster 1t would be hard to estimate just how much
those hands can help if they so disposed
WHILE took my @frst year" medicine gamey
as could, was somewhat disappointed to realize
that still had hard fight ahead of me to get to the
inner circle of chosen players felt terribly lonesome
there with all the famous big leaguers around me. 1t
more trying than at the training quarters.
Out there had other recruits for company; but here
l was practically alone. My only companion
young nfielder who had been kept utility man.
He had the locker next to me, and as we were both
newcomers in strange surrounding 1t established
sort of bond between He was a corkng good ball
player, and ambitious to get the regular team
shall never forget incident that occurred the first
afternoon in the clubhouse, in which this inelder fig
ured He very anxious to know what the other
players thought of his ability and he dared not ask the
manager. The regular second baseman genial
sort of fellow, and though he had been in the game
long time, he still looked upon as star We had
heard rumors that he was going back; but it didn't
seen to bother him. He was always cheerful. In fact
he was so pleasant in his manners that my friend the
nelder whom will call Jack, decided to go to him for
advice. He found good opportunity when the old
timer sought assistance in getting his neckte adjusted
Say, Sammy Jack said to the veteran when he had
arranged the knot in the tie Il want you to tell me the
honest truth. How do you think getting alongo
Won't you tel me your real opnion2'
We'll, Jack said the veteran very deliberately as
he looked the youngster squarey in the eye you
getting along 50 well that think you've got my job"
Jacl, taken aback that lump up in his
throat and he couldn't say word.
@You don't that" said, as all of my sympathy
went to the old fellow.
@Sure do, he replied, and calmly lighted cigar.
"You know all have to get it sometime With that
he Tipped the burnt match the and salked
out of the clubhouse whistng popular air.
isn't that oughe' said Jack. a never dreamed that