Grand Forks daily herald and the evening times., 1914-07-03

Jus because the Grand Forks team
vas playing a grand. little article of
baseball. Old Man Jupiter Pluvius got
hippecanorous along about the
seventh inning last evening and called
a halt. The creased pole climbers
from Duluth We're u opponents, and
they also We're kicking through the
game in great style. Both teams
came out from their swim without any
unS.
Bill Carney stood around until his
%lahoring uniform got soaked through,
and. then. in a stentorian MARBLE, an
nounced that the game was called.
1t was a hurting duel they dished
up for us last night. Larson who
came up from the wilds of Texas and
Cunningham. who earns his daily ra-
tions by winning for Duluth. were the
~protagonists, and they protagoned in
great shape.
Larson-sometimes referred to as
Lars Larson. the Viking king Of the
diamond-had the Duluth crew Of
cluggers painting like a sixteen-year-
old dog after a .iaunt around the cor
ner. His Blenders cut the plate in
every conceivable manner. forcing the
Dock d. Duluthians. to twist the pu-
pills of their eyes to slant them.
The same Docks got but four singles
off Larson in six innings. Two of
them came in the sixth session, but
Larson frightened up like a million
dollar deacon in front of a bar, and
chased the pesky critturs off the field
by striking out Collins. the redoubt-
able cleanup slugger.
Cunningham. who decorated the
mound when the Flickertails We're in
the batting pen. was performing no
less honorably. Cunningham had US
ION the hip" as they say in the War
Cry. He had a Splitter which was
! oozing across the plate and off the
hat in real 'bearish' style. Cunning
ham also proved real cunning. al
though he was no ham--pardon the
hole. he slipped over a couple of fast,
straight ones. which fooled the
h%ludgeons in the hands of the locals.
He struck out three men. walked one
and allowed hut four hits. But this
same Cunningham proved himself
quite a biffer. He had W. trips to the
hit fountain and each time he drew
one. We shudder vet to think of how
the second one would have resulted,
had not Patrick Flaherty done a little
marathon toward center field, which,
by the way. was biased toward the
fence. and stopped the pill just as it
was bounding away. Patrick's per-
Torrance stopped a th~ree-bagger on
the first base.
Altman got two of the hits cleaned
by the Flickertails. He struck out the
first time up. but connected safely on
the two following trips. The Dutch
Disaster had a bad time Of it on first
hase, however. In the fourth frame.
after getting his bingle. he was caught
off the sack. but managed to beat it
out for second. In the sixth. he wa
slaughtered between first and second,
though. The pitcher caught him
about four feet off first, and he
couldn't get back.
Duluth was in a fair way to greet
ing a run in the seventh. when one of
our famous Mathematician rains began
to reign. Ford let his carcass fall into
n of Larson's twister's and, natural
ly, got first. Wolfe layed an easy one
to "Rube' Foster. but Nifnecker
dropped the ball, and both men were
safe. Angry because the double waws
not negotiated. ]. Pluv-arch-enemy
Of baseball fans-spilled the bans-or
should we say the rain.
The box score tells the rest of the
tale: