The Washington times., 1912-10-09

NEW YORK, Oct. 9.-Perhaps a
psychologist could have read 1t in
their faces. Perhaps some learned
doctor could have seen where the one
was weak, the other strong. Perhaps
1t was possible to foresee that the
one must rise. the other falI-that 1t
was so written In the book of nature.
I don't know. But this I do know
around two men-and they alone
swung the fortunes of the day, the
fortunes of a world series grew great
er as the fight grew old; the other
faltered, then fell. And the stronger
was wood-confident, boyish Wood.
whom all Boston calls its own. And
the other was Tesreau-a grim hulk
Of a man, rugged, tireiess. to whom
New York turned only to turn in vain.
Sole Actors On Stage.
And with these men alone nre con-
cerned, for them will be the stage
set-a stage in the Harlem lowlands
with the 10000 looking on: and be-
hind them other men shall pass the
gray Giants. Boston brilliant in Grim
son and white, out only shall they
pass when the two central figures OF
cur drama are concerned. 1t was
strife of individuals you see. OF arm
against arm, Of mind against mind
And had the mind Of Tesreau been
stronger the Giants would have won.
Here's the Reason.
You don't believe 1t? Listen: For
six innings the teams had fought,
fought like wolf dogs loosened In u
pit. Swapping and snarling they had
quarreled eagerly on the most trivial
points. once a ball had grazed Her
zogs sleeve and feigning pain lie had
cried aloud for his base. Once stahi
had complained bitterly until intrud-
New York. then Boston had scores.
Scant runs snatched in moments of
Juror. About the black horseshoe OF
the distant stands a huge score board
, And now Boston gathered its forces
for the attack. Too long had the rugged
Tesreau held them at bay--too long had
been toyed with and lauded at by this
inexperienced young giant OF the Ozark
woods, now ] saw them hurry to their
dugout. i saw tall, athletic looking
circle Of gray capped heads bent in at
tention.
Pail Over the Field.
Beyond the distant fences thin clouds
had begun to move. and the sky no
longer blue, was streaked with white.
And during the moment OF that lull the
49, gs..I.I n -
perhaps from a tug in the muddy Har-
lem. climbed above the fence, and how
ering cast a pail over the field. A kite
that had fiuttered above the Giants
fag-pole, snapped and fell. A train Ions
waiting on the elevated structure moan.
ed audibly and pulled out. For the
superstitious there had come into the
picture the direst Of omens.
Then there came a shout from the Ped
Sox bench, a rattle of gibes and jeers
and shaking their bats at Tesreau, Bos.
ton came storming to the attack. /,
was Stahl. who led them, good-looking &
dignifed stahl. once the butt of New
York fandom. now its dread, but stahl
stung early, and not until the sturdy
wagner sent the ball singing out into
left field did the attack grow threaten.
ing; After him came Cady, rangy, and
with boyish face, who grinned, and then
smas shed the ball as Wagner had done.
Boston Faced Crisis.
And now the red legs We're dancing Of,
first and second, dancing and skipping
from one foot to the other, waiting fol
Wood to drive them home. But pitcher
seldom hits and Wood, like his kind
took first while his teammate, Cady
fell. Still the situation could have beer
built by a melodramist. With her run.
ners on first and third, with two of then
cut down with a run needed to tie Bos.
ton faced its crisis.
Correspondingly SO did a crisis come
10 Tesreau and the psychology Of tn,
game began.
II was staggering, confident, Hope,
Hooper, who all through the long sum.
mer had terrortzed his league. l saw
set In his face, an ugly scowl. Brandish.
ing four bats and throwing one away, he
sprang into position alert, persistent
Catlike. ] turned to the other man ol
the duel-Tesresu. watched and wond.
cred at the bulk OF the man. the great
torso. the thick neck buttressed with
muscle7narveled at the strain Il
doubtless could stand. l saw his low
saw him pitch one ball. then another
In quick nervous succession. heard
the ring OF Hooper's bat, saw the fash
OF something white past first and wher
they found the ball Wagner had scored
Wood was jumping up and down OF
third, Hooper standing at second.
Boston Warriors Aroused.
Now from Boston's dugout ther,
broke a roar-the rasping roar o.
aroused voices, the game breaking
roar certain sign of a fight turning
saw the red-legged men in the sti