Chicago eagle., 1917-11-17
STRUCK OUT
BY HENRY l.. sTERRErT.

II do so love a good game of base.
ball, and l suppose yours will be bat
tie royal. expect to enjoy 1t greatly"
The speaker was beautiful damsel
of nineteen, n "co.ed' in a fashionable
university. She was shy-eyed, demure,
clever and Rewitching, with figure
and MANNER that had set the students
by the ears. The young men owed
allegiance to rival universities, rival
ing each other in sports and collegiate
attainments and last of all were rivals
for the favors of Miss Edith Mars
den.
"Of course you PITCH" said Edith,
turning to Hal Stone, blond giant
burdened with heavy club, garnished
by huge knot of purple ribbon; "and
of course you expect to win?"
"Thats my Intention" was the mod
est reply. "By the way, Miss Edith,
can't prevail on you to wear our col
ors?" untying the ribbon and Offering
It. "You shall be queen of love and
beauty. and spur us on to victory"
"HOw nice. Yes. I'll wear them as 1t
is championship day. What Is your Of
fer, Mr.. CarlyleY"
81 regret that have no banderole to
offer, nor scarf of our colors with me-"
said Tim Carlisle. purple is tit only
for royalty. fair lady, and l felicitate
my foe on his happy thought. Yet
we crown our queens of love and beau
ty as Americans with red red rose.
VIII you accept this OneT'
"Oh, how charming!" exclaimed the
girl as she inhaled the fragrance Of
the flower. Her cheeks were as red
as the rose itself as she noted the ap-
peal in the eyes of her cavalier. "YOu
too, will VIM"
"We hope So" was the quiet an
swer. "You see we want that pen
nant."
1t was battle royal. Two teams
more evenly matched rarely meet on
the diamond.
Ten thousand people yelled when
the teams trotted on the field ready
for the fray. A man clad In white duck
with an mir of Importance. walked to
the home plate, brushed 1t of, tossed
the broom to the mascot, looked ut
his watch, and then ut the sky. Car
Isle stalked slswly toward the box
while his men scattered to their posi-
tions. Then the white man tossed n
white ball and some words out to
Tim. but no one heard his remark. For
I'M t,u nj eli 10 ~
In the eighth big Harker, for the pur-
pie, found ball to his liking, and
swung on 1t. When II came back to
the diamond the big man was painting
on the bench. Maroon failed to score
and the purple was one run to the
good.
Three men on bases and two out was
the record In the ninth when Hal step
ped to the plate. Victory was In
the end of his bat, and he knew It..
He smashed the first ball and II sped
as an arrow straight for Tins head.
His hands flew up and the pitcher
rolled on the earth while two men
trotted In. Then the cunning boxman
rose and showed the ball lightly
squeezed I'm his hands. The man In
white made naughty gesture and
the Maroons came In. II was still one
to nothing. with the odds In favor of
a tie, at least. Stone kicked. but to
no purpose. He saw Edith wildly ap-
plauding his enemy's brilliant play,
and his face grew black. He was un-
steadled by his anger and three sharp
hits sent u man over with the tying
run. His own swiftness and skill pre-.
vented the loss of the game.
Then Tim stepped to the plate. Hal
determined to strike him out, or put
him out of the game. He had hit
every time at bat, so the big fellow
sent In Il lot of high benders curving
dangerously near the batter's head
Tim saw the play, and stepped back
to protest. Then he faced his man In
rage. In came another swift inshoot
1t struck Tim fairly on the temple, and
| he fell as II shot. Hal rushed to his
| fallen enemy, wringing his hands, but
Tim was out Of the game. Ther
things settled down again. and the
game proceeded. Maroon made NJ
more runs. and the teams squared
away for the extra inning. Stone look
ed up to see Edith. but she had dis
appeared. In fierce wrath he sent thu
ball so far out that II never got into
the game again. He scored the win
ming run, for the ratified Mnroons fall
ed. Purple was champion.
Stone rushed from the field In tri
umph, seeking for Edith. He foun'
her in the reception room of the club
house kneeling beside the couch ol
which Carlisle rested. Tins hea'
was bandaged, but as he held the ham
of the girl he seemed to care little 70
his injury.
Miss Edith" blurted Hal, "you sal
you'd wear the winners colOrs. clair
your promise"
~ have kept 1t, sir" said the Gil
with quiet dignity. ~ have told Til
so. This" indicating the rose, 81
the winners colOrs. You struck on
Mr.. Stone" she added, pointing meal
ingly to the recumbent figure on tn
couch.
downright, 1917, Western Newspaper Union