Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-10-10
MAN IN OLDN 'y0RK
SHOWS HE ISN'T FAN
Displays Lamentable lgno-
rance When Questioned by
Regular" About de Game.

Special Dispatch 10 The Star.
NEW YORK, October 10.-There was
man in New York yesterday who did
not know that a ball game was to be
played. No. he was not dead or ill or
unconscious. He was in the pink of
condition, with all his wits, about him
and able to read the most unintel-
iigible New York newspaper.
He was standing in front of shop
window rather early in the morning,
gazing upon the brilliant display and
wondering why it was that all of the
good hotels were so crowded he could
not get room north of 2Sd street
He was one of those fellows who feel
rudely jostled out OF their orbit if they
have to go to a strange hosiery AT
any rate that's just the way he was
feeling at the time a man nudged him
on the elbow and said:
''Whatcha tink de J'ints'll do to de
Atletics?"
He was plain man, with a two-day
beard on his face. sweater and
derby hat. He was the sort who can
be seen coming from three-cent ale
establishment on 10th avenue any time.
wiping a satisfied mouth with the back
or a brawny hand
Exhibits Surprise.
The inquirer was full of base ball,
but his new-found acquaintance was
not, for he turned and said in surprise:
What"
''Whatcha tink de J'ints II do to de
At'letics?''
What are the J'ints?'
De J'ints, de J'ints. De Moo Yawks.
Explain yourself
Well, the tough character had let him
self into it and had to dig out. He
struggled for expression:
'Whatcha tink about de ball game?"
rs there to be a ball game today
Asks Leading Question.
rs dere a ball game" The tough
character nearly fell backward on the
pavement. All around the square news
boys were yelling early editions of the
afternoon papers, albeit it was scarcely
clock. Everywhere there was an under
current of questioning as to the pitchers,
and New York's eyes were cast upon the
skies to see whether those lowering clouds
would be merciful and hold off their
threatening downpour so that 10000
worshiping fans could enter the Polo
Grounds shrine to see the gods of the
moment.
Yes" responded the calm man, sis
there a ball game?'
The tough character choked.
What is it-a foot ball game?" contin-
ued the ignorant man.
Nav, it amt no foot ball game
well, what is all this about2'
"Why, de ball game. de ball game.
"An amateur gamer"
The tough man had a wild look in his
eyes.
Say. mister. don't you know de Jints
play de Athletics today in de woilds
series?''
Worlds cereals?" queried the ignorant
one.
With that, the tough one backed off
three steps and regarded his acquaintance
with deep suspicion. He had seen crazy
folks, but this was a new species.
Final Attempt Futile.
He made one more attempt:
DE Philadelphi's is playin' de Moo
Yawks for de woilds championship.
Don't you know how to TALK"
Certainly; but 1 have just arrived in
this city, and I'm a little new. You
started this thing; what do you want me
to say? 1 don't know anything about
ball game Where is it?''
And with that the tough fellow gave a
groan, and throwing his hands above his
head, he actually shrieked:
Fer de love of Mike, mister, wherein
- have you been fer a week.
And he walked of, muttering, and meet
ing a policeman at the corner. he warned
him that q raving maniac was loose on
the street, while the ignorant man went
on down the block in search of a>hotel.