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

quick roar of delight.
The next pitch to Manning was a
strike. RUDE was not wasting any
balls, point l. noted with mingled
fear and satisfaction. For he might
have felt that he had no strength to
spare that day and SO could not try
to work the batters. Again he swung,
and Manning raped long line fly
over Mccall. AS the little left fielder
turned at the sound of the hit and
sprinted out, his lameness was GER
tainly not in evidence. He was the
swiftcst runner in the league and al
ways when he got going the crowd
rose in wild clamor to watch him. Mac
took that fly right off the foul flag
in deep left, and the bleachers dinned
their pleasure.
The teams changed positions. Eel
lers,' said Spears, savagely, I'VE may
be bunged-up lot of stiffs, but, say!
We can hi! If you love your old cap
tain-sting the BALI"
Eane, the Bison pitcher, surely had
his work cut out for him. For one
sympathetic moment l saw his part
through his eyes. My Worcester vet
Grams, long used to being under fire,
were relentlessly bent on taking that
game. 1t showed in many ways, par
ticularly in their silence, because they
were seldom a silent team. Mccall
hesitatcd moment over his bats.
Then, as he picked up the lightest
one, | saw his jaw set, and l knew
he intended to bunt. He was lame,
yet he meant to beat out an inheld
hit. He went up scowling.
Nane had an old head, and he had
varied assortment of balls. For Mac
he used an underhand curve, rising
at the plate and curving in to the left
handler. Mac stepped back and let it
go. That's the place, b." cried the
Buffalo inhelders. Keep EN- close on
the Crab" Eager and fierce as Nc
Call was, he let pitch after pitch go
by till he had three balls and two
strikes. Still the heady Vane sent up
another pitch similar to the others.
Mac stepped forward in the box,
dropped his bat on the ball, and leap
ed down the line toward first base
Nane came rushing in for the bunt,
got it and threw But as the speeding
ball nearcd the baseman, Mac stretch
cd out into the air and shot for the
bag. By fraction of second he beat
the ball. 1t was one of his demon
slides. He knew that the chances IA
vored his being crippled; we all knew
that some day Mac would slide reck-
lessly once too often. But that, too, is
all in the game and in the spirit of
great player.
Were on" said Spears; now keep
with him."
BY that the captain meant that Mac
would go down, and Ashwell would
hit with the run.
When Nane pitched, little Mccall
was fitting toward second. The BIZ
son shortstop started for the bag. and
Ash hit square through his tracks. A
rolling cheer burst from the bleach
ers. and swelIed till Mccall overran
third base and was thrown back by
the coacher. Stringer hurried forward
with his big bat
ooh! Ny" yelled fan. and he
voiced my sentiments exactly. Here
we would score, and be one run closer
to that dearly bought pennant.
How we'll my men worked to-
gcther! As the pitcher let the ball go.
Ash was digging for second and Mac
was shooting plateward. They played
on the chance of Stringer's hitting. !
Stringer swung, the bat cracked, we
heard thud somewhere, and then
Manning, half knocked over, was
for the ball He had knock
ed down a terrific drive with his mitt, |
and he got the ball in time to put |
Stringcr out. But Mac scored and Ash |
drew throw to third base and beat |
it. He had bad ankle, but no one
it in that daring rum
Watch me paste onew said OCap-l
tain Spears, as he spat several yards. |
He batted out fly so long and high |
and far that. slow as he was, he had
nearly run to second base when Carl
made the catch. Ash easily scored on
the throw-in. Then Bogart sent one
skipping over second, and Treadwell,
scooping it on the run, completed a
play that showed why he was con-
sidered the star Of the Bison infeld
Two runs. fellers!" said Spears.
That's some! Push EN- over, RUDE"
The second inning somewhat quick
.ned the pace. Even the Rube worked
4 little faster. Ellis lined to Cairns in
right; Treadwell touled two balls and
mad a called strike. and was out; Nc
Knight hit low fly over short, then
Bud Wiler sent one between Spears
and Mullaney. Spears went for it
while the RUDE with giant strides ran
-