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The Birmingham age-herald., 1913-05-04
HERE was gloom indeed that
afternoon in the ranks of the

Bud AIIlson, The Captain and
short-stop of that crack nine. showed
the strain; usually he was the noisiest
boy on the field. but now he sat on
one end of the players bench mourn
fully regarding the hole in his glove
and pretending to be interested in It,
RIP" Dugan. the doughty catcher
and as red-haired and freckled-
faced as any boy in the world-sat
on the ground, with his legs crossed
The Birmingham age-herald., 1913-05-04

But his great fault was his ten
dency to become ratified when in a
tight place. He wasn't yellow" nor
did he lose his nerve. He seemed sim
ply to "blow up" every now and then
and become utterly unable to locate
the plate" And this was just what
the Red Lots from their captain
down, feared would happen in this
their most important game of the
season.
Now you fellows keep quiet" COM
manded Bud" as Curly" approached.
Let me tell it to him-and you all
back me up strong!"
Hello, fellows, haven't they shown
up yet?" asked the lank pitcher as he
stripped off his sweater-coat.
"'Curly,'" said Bud solemnly.
you're going to get out there on the
rubber today and give those Superbas
the worst licking they ever shad in
their livesl 'Smoke-Bal is sick in bed
and can't pitch But the team knows
you're going to do just as we'll as he
could-and we're back of you to a
man. Humphl You'll have those
would-be ball players eating out of
your hand before the third inning!
"How's your curves breaking today?
Been warming up before you came
over? We know you can do it-and
don't you pay any attention to a single
thing but putting the old ball over the
plate. Keep cool and-here they
come, fellowsl Let them practice first
and then We'll take the field. Re-
member, now, no scrapping and no
disputing the Umpire's decisions!
Leave that to me-you fellows play
ball, that's all you've got to do!"
stood; Superbas, three; Red Lots,
four. The Superbas were at the bat
their last chance-but they had a run
ner on third base and another on sec
ond, with two men out! Moreover,
Bat Mulligan, their heaviest swat
ter. was at the bat.
1t looked dark indeed for the Red
Lots A safe hit or an error and
the score would be tied, at least, if
not worse, for the runner on second
was fast and almost sure to score on
any sort of clean hit. The crowd
was yelling itself hoarse or, at any
rate, that part of it that had come
over from Connellsville to root for
their home team.
Curly" had pitched a magnificent
game, as the fact that the Superbas
had been able to score but three runs
off his delivery amply testified. But
several times he seemed on the verge
of blowing up" The Superbas were
aware of his weakness and had tried
desperately all through the game to
rattle him.
Each inning, the Red Lots. deep
down in their hearts, had feared that
the balloon ascension would come
off. Now, in this the most critical
time of all, they felt sure Curly"
would "blow''-though, of course, not
The Birmingham age-herald., 1913-05-04

licked before they'd even started!
Just then Curly Graves hove In
sight. He was slender lad, with long
arms that looked as though they were
made Just for pitching a baseball.
But he was so tall for his age that
he hadn't as much strength as he
should have possessed. He wasn't
exactly delicate,t you understand, but
neither WAS he husky and robust. His
light hair curled upon his head like
that of child; hence his nickname.
He had wide "out-curve" that had
made more than one lusty batsman
swing like house -afre and land on
nothing but empty air. And his "in-
curve and drop" were the despair
of batters-when they were break
ing properly.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1913-05-04

Ball three." called the Umpire, and
there was a trace of surprise in his
voice, for the last one had not come
within three feet of the plate.
"Wow!" yelled the Superba rooters.
Wow He's up in the airl He's
blown. We've got his goatl We've
got him going!'
Bud" Allison walked over from
his position at short-stop and placed
his hand on "Curly's" shoulder.
Brace up, old man." he said en-
couragngly, you can do it. Let him
hit it-were all behind you and two
men are out. Those yaps think they've
got you rattled-but they haven't!
Show theml'
OF course the crowd could not hear
what the captain of the Red Lots
said to his pitcher, but they howled
dersively, suggesting that somebody
call the ambulance and that he cut
loose from his balloon" and come
back to earth in parachute-and
other similar remarks well-calculated
to take the nerve of any pitcher in
such tight place.
Then, it was seen, Curly was talk
ing earnestly to his Captain, who, pres
emily, grinned, nodded his head, slap
ped the pitcher on the back and trot-
ted back to his position.
Something was about to happen.
There was some plan on foot.
Bat" Mulligan, standing at the
plate, took tighter grip, on his bat
and grnned. Then he chuckled to
himself. Curly" he felt sure, would
put the next ball right over the heart
of the plate and he-well, what he
would do to that ball would be a
shamen
Curly" wound up and let the ball
fly.
1t struck the ground before it
reached the plate,
Take your baseball four" shout
ed the Umpire.
A howl of delight went up from the
Superbas and the friends of the Red
Lots groaned aloud. Curly had GER
tainly blown higher than a kite
Bat" Muligan threw his bat high
in the air with Shrek of mingled
delight and derision as he trotted
down the base-line to First.
We've got his goat, fellows, we've
got his goat" he called out. Come
on, Dick, he's easy. All you got to
do is stand still and let him walk
you"
The Birmingham age-herald., 1913-05-04

urk-fashion under him, and pounded
the earth with a bat in listless, dis
consulate manner. And as for Fatty"
Henry, the firstba baseman, agile despite
his weight, well-for once in his life
he seemed to have nothing to say and,
apparently, had forgotten completely
how to laugh
"Shucksl" exclaimed the Captain.
IF that isn't just our luclS!"
Are you sure, Fatty, he's too sick
to play-sure he's in bed with the
doctor right there with him ?" asked
RIP"
"Humph!" snapped out the First
baseman of the Red Lot Team. Fool
ish question number nine million and
ninety-nine. You know just as well
as l do, Rip Dugan, that nothing
short of a doctor and a twenty-mule
team could keep 'Smoke-Ball out of
the game this afternoon. He's in bed
l tell you, and the doctors afraid it's
going to be typhoid fever"
The three boys sighed simultane-
ously. And well they might, for here
it was the afternoon of the great
game with the Superbas and Smoke
fiat on his back with doctor bend
ing over him gravely fighting off the
threatened fever.
No wonder the three comrades, who
had reached the Red Lot-a large
clay field just on the outskirts of the
town and from which they had taken
the name of their team a full hour in
advance of the game, felt that the
oil silt,
them.
Now the Red Lot Team was an or
ganization of hustling uniformed ath-
letes who had beaten nearly every
team they had played so far; while
the Superbas who came from the
little town of Connellsville, a few
miles distant, were the acknowledged
champions of their vicinity. And the
game this afternoon was to decide
the long -argued question of suprem-
acy
who you going to pitch, Cap?"
asked rip"
bud" looked up slowly and seemed
to be considering the matter grayely
"Well, since poor old Smoke is out
of it, I'll send Curly Graves to the
rubber and | want you fellows to give
MN every DIT Oh support youNe got
In YOU Do you get that"
But, Cap" began the catcher.
"That's enough. Rip" commanded
the Captain. 4 know all you're GO
ing to say-only, you're not going to
say II, I'm captain of this team and
what l say goes. or you fellows will
have to get another captainl"
Even Rip himself felt the censure
was just and made no reply to it, for
If there was one thing the Red Lots
The Birmingham age-herald., 1913-05-04

even his best friend.
Come on, Toothpick," laughed
Bat Mulligan as he stepped up to
The plate, broad grin on his face
put it over and let me knock the
cover off, I'm going to do it anyway
so you might as well dish me up the
first one around my sboulders,"
Curly wound up and let the ball
fly.
Ball one." called the Umpire.
The crowd howled
Ball two," announced the Umpire
Hey, watch out there. 'Splinters,'
cried Bat" derisively. "or you'll fall
down and break yourself In two, Put
1T over, Kid honest l amt going to
knock 1t clean off the earth,'
The Birmingham age-herald., 1913-05-04

pitch this game for us this afternoon
and"
Hey. Cap, is that right? Is Smoke
Ball sick in bed?" The interruptng
voice came from little Ned Williams,
the star second -baseman of the Red
Lots, and his usually smiling. happy
face was the very picture of gloom
itself as he came running up, fol-
lowed by several other members of
the team.
By this time, Bud" had gotten hold
Of himself again, as every captain
must if he hopes to be real leader,
and broke the sad news to the play
ers as they arrived by twos and
threes. Then he gave them a talk
straight from the shoulder, showing
them that if they went into the game
feeling that they simply couldn't win
without Smoke Ball" - they were
The Birmingham age-herald., 1913-05-04
I ales gthe RedLotTe
WHEN "CURLEY" BLEW UP

prided themselves upon it was their
discipline necessary adjunct for
any successful ball team.
Nov. Curly, isn't Smoke Ball. :"
went on the Captain, but he's a good
pitcher all the same and IL the team
stands right behind him and backs
him up you'll find he won't go up in
the air at all. And you fellows know
as we'll as l do that so long as Curly
doesn't get ratified and lose his control
not even 'Smoke-Ball' has a better
curve OF course he hasn't Smokes
speed but-well. Curly is going to
The Birmingham age-herald., 1913-05-04

- ONE. out. my brave young
sailors,
The wind is blowing free,
And down the hollow meadow
The rain has left sea.
Put on your caps and rubbers,
Each bring your paper boat;
Well see which sails the farthest
And longest keeps ahoat.
Here's Nelly's jaunty cutter,
And Tommy splendid ship,
With Baby's tiny shallop,
All ready for the trip.
Now launch away, my heartes,
Let's off in gallant style;
Alas! poor Nelly's cutter
Strands on a grassy isle.
And Tommy's ship turns over
And sinks to sail no more;
Hurrah! the Baby's shallop
Has reached the other shore.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1913-05-04

than any of the others.
NUMERICAL ENIGMA.
am composed of 16 letters.
My 3, IL. IA, Is, 16 is not clean.
My /, 9, 10, is a precious metal.
My u, 13, 6, 7 is what Tom calls his
sister Bessie.
My 3, s, is an enemy.
My whole is famous statue.
BEHEADINGS.
Behead to talk and leave the top of
mountain.
Behead what grows on the head and
leave atmosphere.
Behead the seed of an oak and leave
a well-known grain.
Behead a girl and leave TO help.
Behead a grain grown in Japan and
leave frozen water.
Behead to leave out and leave
small glove.
Behead not warm and leave aged.
Behead to slay and leave sick.
The beheaded letters spell an en-
blem loved by the Irish.
DIAGONAL.
This diagonal contains seven words
of seven letters each. If the words
are rightly guessed and written one
below another their diagonal letters,
The Birmingham age-herald., 1913-05-04
The Ears That Were Saved

storytelling that he understood the
value of what is known as suspense
He took the children both, on his lap.
and composed himself comfortably be-
fore he began
You children ought to have been
born in Japan said Uncle Jack.
WHY" asked Edith.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1913-05-04

.DITH approached Uncle Jack
- and climbed on his knee. Little
Johnny rode his foot. Uncle
- Jack laid down his paper and
illed their ears.
1T seems to me you have itching
rs" he said.
Mamma washed mine." was the
The Birmingham age-herald., 1913-05-04

convincing argument of Little Johnny.
oh" said Uncle Jack. Il thought
you wanted a story"
"A tory, a tory" lisped the little
boy.
Uncle Jack was such a master at
The Birmingham age-herald., 1913-05-04

beginning with the upper left-hand
letter and ending with the lower right
hand letter, will spell something we
pick from bushes and vines during
the summer. The cross-words are,
l. One who erects a house. 2. AS
sistants. 8. Farm implements. 4. A
wild bird. 5. Tearing. 6. One who
works with pipes. 7. Quakers.
ANSWERS
NUMERICAL ENIGMA: = Dirty,
gold; Bess, foe; Goddess OF Liberty.
BEHEADINGS: Speak, hair, a-corn,
maid, rice, omit, cold, k-iH. Sham
rock.
Diagonal: Berries. CroSs-Words, l.
Builder. 2. Helpers. 3. Hdrvows. 4.
Ostrich s.. Ripping. s. Plumber. z
Friends.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-01-08

AMUSE M ENTS.
FLETCHER OWNS A NEwsPAPE
Writes His Editorials While Riding
on Trains.

The advance sale for Thomas
Brooks Fletcher's lecture THE Mar
tyrdom of Fools to be given at City
hall Friday evening, opens at nine
O'Clock this morning.
The career of this great dramatic
orator has been a brilliant chapter of
victory wrested from defeat, and
promise of greater things tomorrow.
Thomas Brooks Fletcher is a native
of Ohio, well-born and college bred.
He went out into the world at sixteen
empty handed. He worked on the
gang in the Reeves Boiler Works un-
der foreman who swore at him in
a foreign tongue He says that if
You have never ''bucked up" rivets
inside of boilers you haven't missed
much.
Fletcher knows the woes of the man
underneath. He knows the heights
and depths of living--its heavens and
hells. His life has been a protest
against the iron heel. Perhaps his
greatest power on the platform is in
speaking for those who cannot speak
for themselves.
The noted orator started in the
newspaper business as a house no
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-01-08

house canvasser for subscriptions A
few months later he was editor of
that paper. He wrote some things
that made the devil rage. The cir
culation bounded and he came into
the limelight.
Then the big Redpath Lyceum Blu
reau discovered in Fletcher one OF
the greatest lecturers of this age, and
although still in his thirties he has
for seven years been one of their
leading attractions, each year his
lectures growing in power.
Recently Mr.. Fletcher purchased
the Marion (Ohio) Daily and Semi
Weekly Mirror. He writes his edi-
torials while travelling on the trains,
and will from now on be able to reach
additional thousands with his mes
sages.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-01-08

Fl. G. Barker Co. make the an
nouncement that they will deliver
goods by Parcels Post to all points.
They say. There is no concern in
the country. department store or mail
order house, that can sell YOU goods
TO better satisfaction or at q lower
price II. G.. Barker Co. are known
To be men of their word.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-01-08

J "A big January Sale" Ladies', know
a this will be a big" sale such as Bus
3 sell & Weston Co., can have with their
immense stock. Truly it will be a de-
light to shop here in the midst Of such
& styles and quality as this stock is noted
for and where one knows the mark
downs to be so money saving.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-01-08

President Arthur j. Roberts of Coli
by College will lecture Thursday ev-
ening, Jan. Is, to the members of the
Augusta Teachers Association at the
Cony High Assembly hall. The teach
ers of the Hallowell schools win also
be invited to attend.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-01-08

Roy Atkinson, of Phillips, who is on
the staff Maine Woods, was n visitor.
Tuesday, in Augusta. Mr.. Atkinson
was at one time on the Journal staff,
and is we'll known in Augusta.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-01-08
OPERA HOUSE.
New Pictures TODAY,

The new pictures offered at the
Opera House for today's and tomor-
rows showlngs are The Omens of
Mesa. Mr. Hubby's Wife," THE
Boss of the Katy Mine" and Wood
Violet" Each subject has been Sc
Iected with great care and an ex-
cellent program is assured
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-01-08

Miss Mary Johnson, who has been
passing the holidays at her home in
this city. returned. Tuesday, to Welles-
ley College to resume her studies
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-01-08

Victor Heath, formerly of R6adfield,
but now residing in Augusta, entered
the Cony High school. Monday, as a
student of the special commercial
course
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-01-08

! DR.. Bell of strong arrived on the !
Up. NJ train Monday night bringing
with him a patient to commit to the
= Insane hospital.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-01-08

Mrs. Henry Russell of South Brew
er is the guest of her aunt, Mrs. F. o.
Getchell, in this city.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-01-08
JANUARY CLEARANCE SALE
Not All The News
Not Even Half

Our sale that today. must not only
themselves but stand of others worthy items
which owing pressure had to be omitted
You will find the today full of opportunities for moneys
wise people Many special sales than those announced here will
be found offer of the order you shop
Russell Weston Cos. TODAY
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-01-08

c. L. Howe of Dover, N H., the
owner of various flower shops through
out Maine, was a business caller in this
city, Tuesday.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-01-08
Women's Suits
On the Crest of the Economy Wave

have delayed purchasing their suits until
trusting that the of selling that usered the
would extend the section and they will be disappointed
for TODAY offer extraordinary values.
Suits black blue and brown, values .S25o
Wfipcods serge values so, $500
Velvet and corduroy Suits values $4,000 and $3.50 500
IS Suits last seasons Styles good coo best materials $500
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-01-08

More than twenty thousand lamp
filaments of twenty candle power
each can be manufactured from one
pound of tantalum
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-01-08

l.. >B. Hisler of Windsorville, left
on the 1856 A. M. train Tuesday, for
Portland. ON Il brief business trip.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-01-08
Daily kennebec journal
LOCAL BRIEFS.

Mr..and Mrs. F. II. Beale and son
have gone to st. Petersburg, Fla, to
pass the winter.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-01-08
The Third Floor Offers
Clearance Prices

Colored Scrim, $50 regular, now :.
Colored Scrim, 25c. regular, now
Colorcd Scrim, re. regular, now F.
Colorcd Madras. values TO I5c., now
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-01-08
Big Store to Rent.

One of the best large stores in Au-
gusta; As feet wide and 60 feet deep.
Has broad show windows and fine en-
trance Splendid basement and freight
elevator Most desirable location near
postoffice and new railroad station.
Apply to Maine Farmer Publishing
Co. or 1@@
M. S. HOlWAY, $40
Augusta, Maine. ne
jan7dst
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-01-08
Extra Special Dress News

styles all serge Dresses black blue
sleeves, values 81 and $500 So
styles all wool Dresses, values $1,000 and ST.
Fine Whpcords and French Serges values 500
dozen House Dresses Cambays and Gnglams S75
$500, S2o
$500 now $40
S. 90 and 5000 Dress Skirts clean up So
$1,000 Dress Skirts to clean SIS
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1913-01-08

lues TO 15c., now
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-29

very convenient. I think, and in the
Kitchen"
And Mrs. slston didn't miss point.
Il am going home to Marietta, "
Mrs Brown told The Sunday Ameri-
can reporter. I'VE have a big old
fashioned house out there, and I'm
going to live In the shade of four
acre front yard and keep cool--that's
going to be my principal job for a
while But you watch--Tu be running
in on Mrs. Slaton all the time and
making myself at home
She laughed while Mrs. Slaton was
busy telling her that was what she
expected her to dO-and got her prom
Use.
The Stations moved their trunks 10
the mansion Saturday-snd a servant
or two-as well as the chauffeur.
Our other baggage is yet to ar
rive" Mrs Slaton laughed
And then: Il actually feel at home
already-things look so comfortable
and ! like the high ceilings. But, OF
course" pause IF feel home
sick for my other home sometimes I'll
Just 20 out and spend a day. It's nice
to have two homes. anyhow-sort OF
variety
Those who enjoyed the hospitality
Of the Browns house warning lunch.
con were. besides the Stations, Mrs. w
d. Grant. Mrs Slaton's mother who
il is expected, will make ner home at
the mansion: Colonel and Mrs. PaNon
DIR. and Mrs e. l.. Connally, and
Misses Sallie and Cora Brown. sisters
of the eX- Governor
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-29
Stations OPEN
MANSION REIGN
WITH LUNCHEON
Dinner and Dance at Driving
Club Follow First Society
Event of New Administration.

A round Of social festivities, start
ing with a luncheon at the Governors
Mansion and closing with a dinner
and dance at the Piedmont Driving
Club opened what is prophesied will
be a brilliant reign of Governor and
Mrs. John Marshall Slaton Saturday,
following the Inauguration Of the for
mer as chief executive of the State.
The luncheon formed the usual fea-
ture of entertainment accorded the In
coming Governor by the retiring one
at the mansion on Peachtree Street.
Seated at the table with Governor and
Mrs, Slaton and Mr.. and Mrs. Brown
were Misses Cora and Sallie Brown,
Mrs. W. D. Grant, mother Of Mrs,
slaton, Charles Brown and DR.. and
Mrs. 3. L. Connally.
The dinner at the driving club was
q brilliant one rendered the new chief
executive and the new first lady OF
Georgia by Mr.. and Mrs. John w.
Grant. Those present besides the
host and hostess and guests Of honor
were Mr.. and Mrs. Hugh Richardson,
Mr.. and Mrs. John D. Robinson, Mr..
and Mrs H. w. Miller, Mr.. and Mrs.
/ ]. L. Dickey, Mr.. and Mrs. Morris
Brandon, Mrs. John A. Pardee and
Edward Inman.
In honor of the occasion an elabo-
rate dinner was served. The menu
/ was:
Rocky Ford Cantelope
Slated Almonds Heart OF Celery
Queen Olives
Lettuce Sandwiches Saratoga Chips
Shattered Breast of Milk Fed Chickens
Fried Eddplans Stewed New Corn
Heart of Head Lettuce with Russian
Sauce
Peache Ice Cream with Assorted Cakes
Demi Tasse
At the close Of the dinner the party
retired to the ballroom and Joined
the throng of more than 200 dancers.