Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-05
Grand Stand Packed.

not provided themselves with re-
served seats Jared badly The grand
stand was packed half an hour be-
fore the game was scheduled TO be-
gin. The bleachers were damned
Ropes were stretched in the outhold.
and behind these the late-COmers had
TO find a place % stand
And an this crcwding and pushing
and lpstling to see Gordon Kelly pIay
his last game on the Atlanta groundst
Pulled along by her escorts Mil
dred beery and her two girl friends
managed 10 squeeze through the
crush az the entrance, and once clear
OF u had no trouble in finding their
way to the box. which was in the
row Of boxes extending along the
front Of the grandstand and on a
level with the ground.
once seated in the box. Mildred
had a chance to glance around and
size up the assembled multitude In
the adjoining boxes she recognized
many Of her friends. II seemed as IL
Atlanta society was present en- masse
She maTveled at the vast crowds and
at the scenes Of animation she saw
all about her The players were out
on the field praCtiCing but she gave
them only a passing glance.
why ! had no idea the games
at Ponce DeLeOn Park We're anything
like this she exclaimed Every
body seems to be so excited Tell
me, Jack, is IL like this every day2"
Lord, 40" replied Jack Oldring
This is a special occasion. This is
the last appearance Of the Fifty
Thousand Dollar Beauty"
The Fifty Thousand Dollar
Beauty repeated Mildred. what is
thatH"
That's the man the Atlanta club
has sold for $4,000 Hes the great
est bah player in the world This is
his last game here. He's going to
play In Boston after this"
1T must be the man Blanche said
they sold for $50. But do they sell
men IN baseball"
Sure. they do, that's part Of the
game But what's the matter with
YOU, Mildred Don't YOU read the
papers Everybody in Atlanta has
just gone wild over this fellow"
She Sees Gordon.
Mildred ignored the question
Where is he9" she asked. looking
out on the diamond at the players
Point him out 10 me. What is his
name p"
Jack searched among the PLAYERS.
but couldn't find his man
81 can't seem Co see him" he said
4 guess he's stIl in the clubhouse.
afraid 20 face this big crowd Oh.
here he comes. now See that big
tall. fine looking fellow Just coming
through the runway under the grand
stand That's him. His name Is Cor
don Kelly"
Mildred was leaning out over the
railing u the box and looking In the
direction indicated by Jack The in
slant her eyes fell on the figure Of
Gordon Kelly she gave a little casp NJ
establishment and the blood rushed to
her face, painting IL crimson She
dropped back in her chair and COW
cred her face with her glOved hands
Her action. however. escaped the at
tentiOn Of her friends for at that
instant a wild and tumultuous veil
broke from the throars Of the assem-
bled multitude in one Ionc. trium-
plant tribute 20 the hero Of the
hour
Gordon Kelly looked pale and seri-
Gus as he walked swiftly from the
runway t0 the players bench Ever,
step was continuous ovation He
lifted his cap once in acknowledge
meut Of the deafeninE cheers and
sat down on the bench where he
tried 20 lose himself among the other
players. The players Sf the visiting