The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1915-05-30

ooskCQlY. The RnhA
whirled, and whipped his arm Tpe
ball had all his old sIaneina nS
and it was a strike. The Rnh: speed
making tremendous effort. AGAIN he
got his body in conyulsive mes; ;n nc
two strikes! Shultz had made No
move to run, nor had Carl made anv
move to hit. These veterans VIZ
waiting. The Rube had nitcbed So
strikes-could he last?
Now, Carl~ yelled Ellis. with
startling suddenness, as the RUDE
pitched again.
Crack! Carl placed that hit as safe
lly through short as if he had thrown
IT. McCalrs little legs twinkIed as he
dashed over the grass. He had to
head of that hit and he ran like a
streak: Down and forward he pitched.
as 1t IN one of his fierce slides. and
ne got his body in front OF the ball
blocking it, and then he rolled over
and over. But he jumped up and lined
the ball to Bofart. almost catching
Shultz at third-base. Then, as Mac
tried to walk, his lame leg buckIed
under him, and down he went. and
IAN time" called to Carter. INC
Sali is done. - Myers, you 60 to
iett an Tor Lords sake play BALI"
Stringer and Bogart hurried to Mac
and, hitting him up and supporting
MIN between them with his arms
around their shoulders, they led him
on amid cheers from the stands. Mac
was white with pain.
Nav. | won't 60 off the field
Leave me on the bench" he said
Fight 'em now. It's our game. Never
mind couple of runs"
The boys ran back to their positions
and Carter called play. Perhaps lii.
tie delay had been helpful to m.
kuoe. Slowly he stepped into the box
and watched Shultz at third and Carl
al second. There was not much prob
ability OF his throwing to catch them
OF the base, but enough of a posi-
biiIty to make them careful, so he
held them close.
The Rube pitched strike to Man.
ming. then another That made eight
strikes square over the plate that in
ming. What magnificent control! II
was equaled by the implacable pa
Ience of those veteran Bisons. Man
ming hit the next ball as hard as Carl
had hit his. But Mullaney plunged
down, came up with the ball, tented
to fool Carl, then let drive to Gregg
to catch the feeting Shultz. The
throw went wide, but Gregg got it.
and, leaping lengthwise, tagged Shultz
out yard from the pla ate.
One out. Two runners on bases
The bleachers rose and split their
threats. Would the inning never end,
Spears kept telling himself: THEY'LL
score, but we'll win. It's our camel"
l had a sickening fear that the
strange confidence that obsessed the
Worcester players had been blind.
unreasoning vanity.
Carl will steal, ;" muttered Spears.
He can't be stopped"
Spears had called the play. The
Rube tried to hold the little base
stealer close to second. but, after one
attempt, wisely turned to his hard
task of making the Bisons hit and hit
quickly. Ellis let the ball pass; Gregg
made a perfect throw to third; Be-
CART caught the ball and moved like
a flash, but Carl slid under his hands
to the bag. Manning ran down to
second. The RUDE pitched again, and
this was his tanth ball over the plate.
Even the Buffalo players evinced elo-
quent appreciation of the Rube's de-
Tense at this last stand.
Then Ellis sent a clean hit to right,
scoring both Carl and Manning. I
breathed easier, for it seemed with
those two runners in, the Rube had a
better chance. Treadwell also took
those two runners in the Rube had a
way those Bisons waited. They had
their reward, for the Rube's speed
lett him. When he pitched again the
ball had control, but no shoot Tread
we'll hit it with all his strength. Like
huge cat Ashwell bounced upon it,
ran over second base, forcing Ellis,
and his speedy snap to first almost
caught Treadwell.
Score 8 to 7. Two out. Runner on
first. One run to tie.
In my hazy, dimmed vision | saw
the Rube's pennant waving from the
fag-polc.
It's our game" howled Spears in
my ear. for the noise from the stands
was deafening. Its our pennant!'
The formidable batting strength of
the Bisons had been met, not with
out disaster. but without defeat. Nc
Knight came up for Buffalo and the
RUDE took his weary swing. The
batter made a terrific lunge and hit
the ball with solid crack. 1t lined
for center.
Suddenly electrified into action,
leaped up. That hit! 1t froze me with
horror. 1t was a home-run. l saw
Stringer fly toward left center. He
ran like something wild. saw the
heavy Treadwell numbering round the
bases. | saw Ashwcll run out into
center field
"Ah-h!" The whole audience re-
lieved its terror in that expulsion of
breath. Stringer had leap
ed high to knock down the ball, saw
ing sure home-run and the game.
He recovered himself, dashed back
for the ball and shot it to Ash.
When Ash turned toward the plate.
Treadwell was rounding third base. A
tie score appeared inevitable. ] saw
Ash's arm whip and the ball shoot
forward, leveled. glaneing. beautiful
in its flight. The crowd saw it, and the
silence broke to a yell that rose and
rose as the ball sped in. That yell
swelled to a splitting shrek, and
Treadwell slid in the dust. and the
ball shot into Cregg's hands all at
the same instant.
Carter waved both arms upwards.
II was the umpire's action when his
dec;sion went against the hzse-rtin-