Atlanta Georgian., 1913-09-28

Pickett, the third baseman of the Travellers,
who had been caught asleep, could reach the
ball
Mccarthy glanced again from the field to-
ward the seat where the gambler sat Easy
Eds face was hard and set. He gripped the
front Of the box. The gamblers iron nerve
was shaken. Swanson rushed to the plate
swinging two bats, and crouching, he pushed
his bat back and forth as if determined to lay
down a sacrifice bunt The Traveller infeld
crept closer to stop the bunt One ball
pitched wide. Again Swanson crouched.
and as the second pitched ball came
whizzing up he made a sharp quick lunge;
the ball went like a fash across first base,
as Davis dived vainly toward it. rolled onto
foul ground, and before the rightfelder could
retrieve the ball it glanced along the front
of the stands two runs were across the plate
and the score was tied.
Mccarthy looked again. Edwards's usually
stony face was writhing with fury and disap-
pOntment as he leaned forward. The panic
had seized the Travellers. The infeld was
pulled close to intercept the runner at the
plate and the shortstop over anxious to make
the play, fumbled the easy grounder. Before
the inning closed five runs were across the
plate; the Bears had snatched victory from
defeat and they clung to their lead and won
to 8.
AS the last batter for the Travellers went
out on a long fly to the Bears centrefelder
Mccarthy saw Edwards rise and huJ his
cigar viciously against the floor of the box
then turn to gaze long and earnestly toward
,the Bear bench. Suddenly he gave a nod OF
his head and Mccarthy, following the line of
the gamblers gaze saw Williams flush and
then pale, as he turned to help the bat-boy
pack the clubs.
Mccarthy had intended to follow Swanson's
suggestion and to plan with Swanson what
course TO adopt in explaining to Manager
Clancy how matters Stood but he did not
have the opportunity. Waiting In the lobby
of the hotel when he returned. he found
Barney Baldwin, who accosted him.
You're Mccarthy, the fellow my niece
Miss Baldwin, introduced me to, aren't your"
ne asked pompously, pretending to be uncer
tain of the identity.
yes"
Well young fellow. I want to have a quiet
little talk with you. Come up to my room at
the Metropolis as soon as you get dressed.
It's important"
Why cant we talk here?" demanded Nc
Carthy, quickly distrustful OF the big man.
i want TO speak with you about things con-
cerning my niece" said Baldwin, and it must
be private"
They talked for a :sw minutes. and Nc.
Carthy promised TO come to the Metropolis
after dinner He hastened to his room and
to his disappointment found that Swanson
had dressed hastily and already was gone
Nor did the big Swede come to dinner and
Mccarthy was compelled to leave the hotel
without seeing him in order to keep his en-.
gagement with Baldwin. He was considera bIv
puzzled as to the reason for the summons to
meet the uncle of the girl to whom he had
been engaged. and found himself wondering
whether Helen Baldwin had broken her
promise and revealed his identity fastening
his pace. he neared the hotel where he was 70
meet the politician
He was ushered into a pretentious anar+.
ment in the Metropolis where Baldwin VS.
awaiting him, with bottle of wina IN az
cooler at the side of the table and box ~
choice cigars at hand. IVA VI