Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-07-01

strom took his place in centre field, and
the ninth inning began.
Hold 'em nowl You've got the game
WON'T howled the bleaoherltes.
Yes, the game was won. thought Berg
strom, and what did II amount to? Moth
ing. Baseball? Bah! 1t was a good
game for men who spent their salary
checks before they received them, but
for man with money in FIVE banks and
acres of real estate, II was slavery
Your immediate attention Is neces-
sary--'
Just then Put" Cassidy, the first
Renegade UP in the ninth, topped a drop
ball, and hit a high bounder down the
inileld. When the shortstop got his hands
on 1t he might as we'll have put the ball
In his pocket as anywhere else. Dalrym-
plo pulled neat bunt down the first
base line. Pete Carr handled 1t perfectly,
but Mesmer, covering first on the run,
dropped the toss, and "Dar' was safe.
The stands began to yell at the
Apaches. beseeching them to git in the
game" The inheld was agitated, and
Carr was barking at Mesmer, who
snarled back at him; the outfield was
nervous-all but one man. Gus Berg
strom didn't care. He was worrying
about flaw in his title to a 10-acre tract.
Fuzzy" Carey was the next man up
He dropped two foul bunts and waited
for three balls
They're going! yelled Jordan in left
field.
"of course they're going" thought Gus.
"Why not? Three and two"
The runners did go. just as Carey
smashed short fly over the infield be-
tween left and centre. Bergstrom was
running as soon as he saw the ball leave
the bat. 1t wouldn't be n cinch, he saw
that, but there was time-yes, he could
get it-and then he began to wonder
whether there would be time to get that
deed investigated, time to sell the land
TO the new manufacturing company.
Bergstroms big body was playing base
ball; his mind was selling Ohio real
estate. That was the reason he did not
hear Pete Carr yelling Jordan! Jor-
dan! Gibraltar heard 1t, and knew that
he had been ordered to make the catch;
Bergstrom would back him up; the two
runners paused midway between the
bases, ready to dart in either direction.
Trouble on that one" howled the
Renegade coachers. "Troublep
Bergstrom was recalled from Ohio bv
a stunning impact. which seemed to
knock the bottom out of the real estate
market. The next thing he knew, he
was sitting on the grass with a fistful
OF turf In his bare hand and wondering
what had happened to Jordan, who was
sitting on the ground in front of him
rocking to and fro as he nursed an ankle
in both hands.
You big mutt! groaned Gibraltar.
That was my ball! 1 could ha' caught
1t in my hip pocket! And now you've
trod the whole ankle off me- beside bust
ing my skull wide openl"
Bergstrom's head cleared; he looked
around for the ball. II was safe on
third base, and so was Fuzzy Casey
with two runs home in front of him.
The easy fly ball had gone for a triple.
The fans were shouting and ''boohinE."
Pete Carr was walking around first base
In little circles, tossing his glove into
the air. several players gathered around
Jordan and helped him off the field; a
substitute outfelder appeared, and Berg
strom dropped back to his position.
growing over his shoulder like a mastiff
annoyed by terriers. II Myers had let
him go home 1t wouldn't have happened.
IL cost the Apaches two more runs to
close the inning.
CONTINUED TOMORROW