Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1917-07-29

slow drop. and before he's recovered
from that Suliy shoots over fast
fans furious, and the trick Is turned,
He's churned the air for a strike-outv
and the Cubs have won.
Some head work. that was, take IL
from me. So why shouldn't l lead the
cheerin? I'm stiill swingin' my hat
and yellin' enthusiastic when Sully
walks in from the box. and the drst
thing I know he's starin' at me bug
eyed.
Pop" SAYS he sort OF gaspy
Good boy. Suliyr' says /. patttn' him
on the back You had his number, all
right Christy Mathewson couldn't
have done better.
He grins. looks kind Of relieved, and
asks: ''Did-did you see much Of tho
game
only the last three tnnins." says L
But II was swell finish. And say
son. guess rs worth celehratin. Col
SoSe our team and we n see II we can't
Nod EN- all on the runabout- | think
there's freezer of ice-cream at home
that amt workin. and maybe some
cake
Course that was all dead wrong. No
parent should get so excited over a ball
game that he plumb forgets why he
went there. IN admit that. But
blamed II that ain't my case And not
until we rolls into the yard. with the
members OF the Rockhurst Cubs plas-
tered all over that car like flies on
=
Sadie and Aunt Julia starin out at us
Mortified. do have rush OF memory
to the brain.
Good night" says / under my breath,
why. Shorty McCabc!' says Sadie.
II thought you went 70 find Sully and
take him back to his dancing class?'
"Why-er-thats So" says 1. GRIMM
sheepish Put. say. Sadie you just
ought to see that kid play ball.
''Humph,' says Sadie.
But here was nine hungry youngsters,
all eye!n' her amiable and expectanf,
and she's just a strong for KIDS as I
am. So she suspends hostilities long
enough to carry out the ice cream and
cake program. Not until they've clean
ed up our dinner dessert and been sent
OF cheerin. does she range me and
Sully up in the Twin room and begin
maxim pointed remarks.
Sully. you're sight says she. And
you stood by. Shorty. and watched him
ruin perfectly good suit of clothes!
Why didn't you bring him home at
once?'
With him coaxin a run out of q
scratch hit like regular Ty Cobb? All.
come Saddier says J.
What l fail to understand" puts in
Aunt Julia. is his disappearance from
the Boomer-Days'. Didn't I watch zoe
go In the front door. Sully?'
Sully mods.
And then the maid took you up
stairs"
"Uh-huh." says Sully.
And them" demands Julia.
Sully glances at her weary. Hike 6
was no use wastin' breath ryin' to
make her understand. He turns to
me.
You wouldn't listen, pop when I
wanted to tell you how the Cubs was to
give me a try-out today against the
East Siders. / been practicin' up for
month. And then yesterday our
regular twirler. Pink Slattery, goes and
gets boil on his shoulder. Gould
lay down on the fellers in a case like
that? Now, could ~
Il expect you couldn't" says I But
that don't explain what you did after
goin' up the front stairs at the Boomar.
Days"
why" says sully. It walked down
the back way.
Well. that ends the court-martial, and
I hope I kept in my ehuckles until
after Sully had been sent to clean up.
But. Shorty" says Sadie. II don't
see what we're going to do"
Simple enough" says I. Next Sat-
urday see that he wears his base ban
outfit on. the outside"
What about his dancing lessons,
thought" insists Sadie.
Suppose we ditch 'em until late next
famr" says l. DO you know, Sadie,
that kid may have big league stuff IN
him."
I hears a gasp from Aunt Julia. But
Sadie. she just smilesssort Of indulgent-
Anyway. there's a vacancy in the
Boomer-Day dancin' class, and I under
stand that Pink Slattery has been noti-
fed he can take his time about curfue
up that boil.
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