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

~ "AANA AStAAAu u1hCAls .
Inside the grounds those who had
not provided themselves with re-
Served seats Jared badly The grand
stand WAS packed half an hour he
fore the game was scheduled TO be-
gin. The bIeaChers were jammed.
Ropes were stretched In the outfeId.
and behind these the late-comers had
TO find place 10 stand.
And all this crowding and pushing
and jostling 10 see Gordon Kelly plav
his last game on the Atlanta grounds
Pulled along by her escorts Mil
dred Deery and her two girl friends
managed 10 squeeze through the
crush at the entrance. and once clear
OF IL had no trouble in finding their
way 10 the box. which was In the
row Of boxes extending along the
'front.' Of the grandstand and on
level with the ground,
once seated in the box. Mildred
had 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 marveled 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, I had no idea the games
lat Ponce DeLeon Park were anything
like this she exclaimed. Every
body seems 20 be so. excited Tell
me, Jack, is It like this every day."
Lord. no. replied Jack Oldring
This is a special occasion. This is
the last appearance Of the Fifty
Thousand Dollar Beauty"
Beauty repeated Mildred, what is
that"
That's the man the Atlanta club
has sold for $4,000 He's the great
est BAN 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 he2" she asked. looking
out on the diamond at the players
Point him out TO me What is his
Rame?"
Jack searched among the players.
but couldn't find his man.
Il can't seem TO see him" ne said
Il guess he's still in the clubhouse.
afraid 10 face this big crowd Oh
here he comes. now See that big
tail. 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 Of the box and looking IN the
direction indicated by Jack The in
slant her eyes fell on the figure ~
Gordon Kelly she gave q little gasp Of
astouishment and the blood rushed 20
her face. painting il crimson. She
dropped back in her chair and COW
cred her face with her Cloved hands.
Her action. however. escaped the at
tentiOn of her friends. for at that
instant a wild and tumUltuous yell
broke from the throatS Of the assem-
bled multitude IN one long. trium-
plant tribute 20 the hero Of the
hour
Gordon Kelly looked pale and seri-
Gus as he walked swiftly from the
runway Go the players bench Every
step was a continuous ovation He
lifted his cap once in acknowledge
mcnt If the deafeuinE cheers and
sat down on the bench where he
tried 20 lose himself among the other
players. The players ~ the visiting