The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1913-02-09

TALES WE 1.-THE BlG LEAGUE

kid gloves this because If he ever gets good
mad Swcde team out in Iowa. and he
Bergstrom mooned through the spring practice like
leading man walking through 'supe rehearsal
and Myers groaned he watched his ten-thousaud-
dollar beauty. Bergstrom was not exactly careless
but his heart in Ohio, locked up IN safedeposit
vault. The old routine OF practice bored him;
the morning batting bee could STIR up flutte OF his
Myers and Carr found some comfort in the fact
that Bergstrom still able to 50 bust em rne
nose. Evidently he had not left his batting eye IN
Ohio. The veterans who had played with HIM season
after realized that something was lacking and
vainly endeavored to kid Bergstrom INTO the prop
frame of mind. They might as well have tried TO
talk fire into the heart Of an iceberg Id.
He II be all right the season opens Ever
see an old stOye-pP src horse hanging around an en-,
bell but the minute the gong goes of the old horse
old. IL II be that way with the Swede
The season opened at last with the usual crash,
ing of brass bands and hosting Of bunting Little
Sunset marched out on the field with the team when
the new flag sent aloft. When the band played
The national anthem and thirty thousand men and wo-
men stood up to cheer Gus Bergstrom found tiny
fist within his own.
sciby!''
Bergstrom did not answer: He mad assisted at
career. aud the sight Of few dozen ball players in
bright new uniforms, barcheaded and furtiyely chew
ing tobacco around 1agpolo. not to him
He remembered to take off his cap at the proper time
but his action was pnrely mechanical Gus was won f
dering whether it would be wiser to sell his Valley
Subdivision outright or cut il up into town lots and
a real estate office OF his
In the game which followed, the Terrible Sweds
got away to flying start, smashing out double and
triple e. aud driving four runs IN, across the plate
bench ''I knew the old squarehead would DC al
right as soon as the season opened! .,..,u
The Apaches congratulated Bergstrom cautiously
and with reverse English after the fashion of bal
players
''If you could only get a hit once in while,
they said, ''you d be a real ball player''
, sy sSSd 70 sed asa9 pssn
Bergstrom listened silently. II all ''olc
stuff to him. He had heard it so very, very many
John Wesley Jones told Bergstrom what he really
thought gix. -; ;, -, ..r,o ;.,
ought to have been a home run. saw you loafne be
tween second and third Wipe the tears out Of you
eyes and look at a coacher once in a while!,'
1t had always been John Wesley's privilege 4
'.roast" Bergstrom for his bad plays, but he neve
allowed any one else to say anything about his biz
The Apaches by virtue of the prestige Of the form
season set out to make it runaway race, but th
Reds and the Renegades went after them. The Rene
gades had always been hard club for the Apaehes t.
who did not seem to know enough to be afraid of
team in the league, and they were winning thei
Tstr n'snsd sseady goWnr more and more e
and taciturn, continued to hammer pitchers, but Se
Gs Gy btoi dSg gs & TN es ss
staff thus weakened. the Renegades ranged alongad
in midseason, with the Reds within hang distance.
The Apacbes arrived at homo for three week..
stay, and on the second day there came letter ad
looking document typewritten cloudy linen, and
bore the engraved heading Of land company. Gu
read the letter three times before he approached Mye
~ guess got to get away for q few days" SAT-
WHAT said Myers. with this series comin
~ got letter here about some land said du'
ho9e Yae 20 t see bn a5ouf n It f1 en said the
you know we've got to stop these fellows or los
hst IS Tf? H'e # lot c
RergstTom =, -.
he rlTbi in front haIlV Now I
be far with you, Gus. and II tell you what we =
do You telegraph them ard ard st2ve this off until thi
right Why. these folks would lynch me ii | let 20
of now. -
Ii never occurred to Gus Bergstrom that he Nigh
So rs he pleased, He had been playing baseball 70
fifteen years obsyIng team managsrs 2! :" hed an an
back to his locker where he scowled as he read tn
letter fourth time.
and Gus growled under his breath as he removed hi
collar and tie Brick Jones hurried in unscrewine hi
diamond stud asJhe came, for Brick late.
Here s swell business! - said Jones quernousl,
the kid; sek-goOd and sick. Had to have docto
What the matter What's he got'' came tb
Sswho did Won leave with him''' asked BERG
'poc says it's fever Of some sort, . said JOue
of his head half The time, and nutty as loon. -
.You got him purseI s!1 e, demanded BeIg;trom IT.
ger bell hops is taking OF him. The doc said
WASH t going to be serious. Just some kid trouble
other. On. YES. Gus. lie sent you message. le
that big Swcdc pal of mine he saws. that If h
doesn hit 1--WE hundred in this series I'll spea
to him again!' y
Bergstrom pauscd with his street trousers in hi
hands.
though uck'' he said. ''That kid woudp
have missed this series for anything. II it's only
fever, he eat fruit. eh, Brick? II take him som
after the game!'
At four o clock that afternoon John Wesley. yer
small in a big double bed. tossed and beaved an
fretted at sympathetic black bell boy.
''Tbey re on the field now - whined the sufferer
1--WE III pitch Mesmer: it's his turn. Boy! Go dow
and what the batteries are Gee' Talk about you
rotten luck! Ain this the --'
The negro attendant shook his head and cucke
his reproof
IN M m m NJ ~ said he. .sHow you expect {
yx;p hall yhen Won talk like that3 Don