Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-08-05

II Kelly had not made arrangements 10
play certain game in a Tennessee town
the gate receipts were less than 300
there might have been a happier ending
10 this story. But for this we might
have followed Senior Ramon oliveras to
ms triumph on the opening day; we might
even have heard 10000 voices uplifted in
a welcome to the Mexican marvel; but
the future is something which even a
Dls-league manager may not see, and
the past whispers no warning OF the
tragedy another sunrise may bring.
To Dick Kelly, sprawled upon two seats
In the Pullman, lazlly watching the pano-
rama of the Great Smoky Mountains
sliding by in the distance, there came
no faint foreboding OF disaster. To Senior
ramon Oliveras, holding three queens
and triumphantly boostink Pickles Bag
pys bobtail flush, came not the slightest
shadow Of fast-approaching events.
1t would be pleasing to make a wide
detour around the town OF Kirbyville-
It is not on the map, though the name
sounds well-but truth is better than hc-
ton, and cheaper, as all magazine editors
know, so there remains nothing hut 10
hasten on to the final chapter and the
closing scene in the career of the fated
Oliveras.
The Orphans arrived in Kirbyville M
IL o'clock in the morning, and were driven
to the hotel-a rambling wooden structure |
or the sort 30 common among Southern
hostelries' AS the ballplayers alighted
from the bus, sturdy young mulatto
VINO was waiting to help with the bag
gage caught sight Of the Mexican mar
vel whereupon the mulatto started
snshuy' and his mouth fell open to such
an extent that he seemed in danger of
losing his chin altogether.
Diok Kelly registered the mennbers NJ
ms party, and the athletes scattered In
all directions Pickles Bagby and OIL
veras went out to purchase copies OF the
nome nome papers II so be any were to be
louho IN the town; Kelly busted him
9eia ,eia win heavy mail and a packet OF
me mulatto edged over to the desk
ana began an intricate study OF tbe
names upon the hotel register. smelling
mem out a letter at time.
you, Joel" said the man babind +b.
iesk' How many times have told
'ou NOT TO be foolin' around here?''
"Yaas' sub, kunnel." said the mulat-
o, yaas' suh Ah was almin' TO an
,ut the name OF that dark-compleeted
kunnel."
Colonel Randolph, the pronrietor ~
ne motel, was a very tall, erect ola 9an-
ieman OF the type instantly recognized I
'oFth' East and West as a Southernar
us gray hair, worn rather long was {
osssa earelessly back from a high fore
saoi ms mustache and goatee were SNOW !
Yn,le, his eyes, black and piercing
1UNeu out from deep. furrowed pits on !
~ iMuleI SIDE OF an eagle beak of a nose '
he.fi ~ were oaggy wrinkles in his thin ,
neehs' Among other things. the ooIonai
~, ~ lons gray frock coat, a turndoyvn :
olar, black string tie, and bad ons |
cen impertinent enough 10 lean ovs, az . :
ouhter Il might have been observed that
le old gentleman still elung 10 The nest ;
istom-made boot OF the sixties. |,
~ uAfk gentleman, Joe?" repeated tba 4
'lohei' sianelng at the book. "Ob vaS
,enor r. oliyeras.' spania'd nos. r
Thank yo', kunneI." said Joa r,o,, :
q away, Thank yo'." ~ NOV !,
Later Joe, the mulatto, was obsar,,sd &
exelted conversation with a talI SOL
nn,IACed negro, clad IN the abbreviated 4
oi.a, asA 9'paea jacket and white apron OF a
1T Is him, Ah'm a-tellin. vo,,r, -
'e Vehemently. "Ah was az clast ~
m as All am TO you, Pete. cot h,s
slstered as olie-varies. an the kpnnai
minis he's Spanish, but thass Ole Bnd
lekner, or Ahm blineli -su
y way, boyl' said the soismn-sacaa
gro loftily. "You-an been s-btts,.sI
a. ole gin bottle too strong lately. Va, Yo.
Don't All knows himq' defnanssd
q taiFiy dancing in his excitement
9ouian't All know that coon a mile
Y An tel yo Pete. All like to drop |
wa asao |hen he come a-elimbin' =