Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1914-06-11

and carrying a play along to the point
where the fists began to fly. There was
nothing yellow about Sanguinetti but
his teeth. and, while he could not in
vent new ways of getting into trouble
or creating Il disturbance, he was ever
blithe to have them invented for him.
He did the best he could. considering
his limitations. and what man Of us
can do more?
And SchuItz-well, he was just Her
man Schultz, Il German. He was born
in the old country. a fact which his
tongue seemed unable to forget. He
came to America at the tender age OF
seven. but after twenty years he still
talked like Il fresh importation from
the delicatessen belt. 1t was not his
fault; he simply could not help it.
Sweeney used to say that Schultz
Joined the Irish-Italian alliance for
protection from the women who wish
ed to marry him. The Mudhens were
rather extensively welded as Il team.
Sweeney, S%anguinetti and Schultz
were bachelors and hoped SO to re-
main. But this was just one OF
Sweeney's jokes. The real truth OF
the matter was that Schultz fought his
way into the alliance and never was
able to fight his way out again.
1t happened in st. Louis, where the
fans grow peevish toward the end OF
the season and skip pop bottles off the
heads of the umpires. They do this
in some other places. too-New York.
for ~instance-only in st. Louis. when
they throw at an umpire they general
ly hit him. Ask Bill Evans.
1t was during Schultz's first year
with the team and the Mudhens were
playing a St. Louis date with the full
strength Of the company. The second
game Of the series was a dingdong af-
fair, and the Mudhens won, l to y.
In the eighth inning there was quite
a celebration. 1t grew out Of a de-
cision at second base. Warner Of the
st. Louis club started to steal and slid
to the bag, Sa%nguinetti handling the
throw. About 5000 people in the
stands thought Sanguinetti failed to
get the ball on Warner in time. One
man on the diamond took the other
end Of the argument. He was the
umpire, and he called Warner out.
The st. Louis players came roaring
from the bench. and the fans came
roaring from the bleachers. The UNI
pire yelled for the police. 1t was an
unfortunate affair all around, for the
next batter spanked out a double
which would have scored Warner from
second if-but no postmOrtems. War
ner was u The umpire said so. st.
Louis went home to his wife with his
collar wilted down, speaking in whis-
pers, disappearing hoarsely. 1t was a
close ace that year. and every game
counted.
That evening Sweeney and Sangui-
netti started out to examine into the
electric lighting system Of the city.
wherever we see plenty Of lights"
said Sweeney. I'VE will go in and see
what it is all about"
"You said it for me. too. Larry" re-
marked Sanguinett.
Along about II o'clock the two ball
players strolled into a place which
they had evidently overlooked in their
earlier rounds. The white aproned
gentleman with the curly bang built
low upon his forehead was requested
to arrange q brace of intricate bever-
ages. the construction of which de-
manded a shaker. plenty of ice, the
white of an egg-some other trif1es.
If Sweeney and Sanguinetti had
looked about them they would have
seen Herman Schultz sitting at a table
in a far corner. thoughtfully conceal
ing a tall goblet of dark, foreign look
ing brew. In like manner Schultz
overlooked his teammates. No German
can drink a genuine imported beer and
keep an eve out for his friends at the
same time. .
While Sweeney and %Sanguinetti were
standing p%eaceably at the bar waiting
for the artist to produce twin master
pieces. the door opened and in came
seven noisy young men wearing No. 6
hats and No. 10 collars. One Of them.
a dish faced person with aE undershot
jaw. recognized Sanguinetti. He gath
cred his clan at the far end of the bar
and spoke in a low tone. Then. with
the dish faced youth in front. the new
corners moved forward in a body.
"Hey! You're that wop second base,
man. amt you?"
Thus the leader saluted Sanguinetti,
who turned with his back to the bar
and dropped his right hand to his side.
Sweeney took his elbows off the rail
and looked i've his shoulder.
"Well," said Sanguinetti pleasantly.
whats it to you? What if I am"
ooh, nothing" said the dish faced
person. Nothing. Only you never put
the ball on Warner this afternoon.
That was a rotten. dirty steal"
Sanguinetti. with one eye on the dish
faced party. estimated the strength Of
the attacking force. Seven to two
the odds should be shorter. A chorus