Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-10-23

aim, one OF the ball players was SIT
ting in the waiting room of the hotel
at Hot Springs one evening with both
eyes closed and his mouth slightly
ajar, pretending to be asleep. From
the other side of the room, probably
thirty feet away, Kelly sent a shot
straight into his comrades mouth
and caused a lot of sputtering. Prob
lably the only one in the town who
Iactually knew what was the trouble
was Kelly, who joined those about
him in asking what had happened.
i"I believe he's having a fit," eX-
claimed the fellow who had caused
lit all with his toothpick.
All Loaded For Bear
Kelly would go into a gun store
and purchase three or four ounces of
shot, usually No. 8, s or 10. He car
ried this ammunition in a smallsilver
case. He could reach into his pocket,
open this receptacle and procure a
dozen shot, without attracting at
ton. Then at an opportune
moment he would place his hand to
his lips and pour the shot into his
mouth. Evidently his teammates
thought he was taking his last chew
of some loose scrap that he had
found in his pocket. AT any rate, the
Pirates did not discover who had
btCll poilIlbilS oNiAi6AAS NiACAA AiNoAA
with shot, until many weeks after
Jim" had Joined the club.
One morning the ball team arrived
home from a western trip, and Kelly
with several other Pirates, boarded
a Forbes street car to go to his room
ing place in the Oakland district.
Whenever the car would come to a
stop, he would take a shot at the
little glass bulbs which shield the
incandescent lights at the top of the
conveyance. The conductor heard a
tap against the glass. He looked up
but saw nothing. Kelly fired an
other shot. The conductor reached
up and unscrewed the bulb. After
inspecting it, he replaced it and as
The did So, he heard another cracking
noise, for Jim" had blazed away
Iagain. The conductor was conscten-
tious young fellow who believed in
reporting everything. At the neX'
, stop he went inside and listened
Kelly promptly poled a shot or two
against the nearest bulb. A little
! further along the line. an inspector
was directing was improvements
The conductor gave one bell and TOLD
: the inspector about the cracking
noise he had heard.
where is it?" inquired the trou
iblehunter, as he boarded the car
It's somewhere in those lights above
the aisle" replied the conductor. TIT
moment the inspector stepped IN
side, Kelly drove a shot against th'
, bulb over his head. He heard thu
| tap and listened for more. Kelly saw
| to it that the tapping did not flag.
| Without wasting more than min
ute, the inspector exclaimed: Shes
| short -circuited; give all the passen-
| f~an and This car
straight into the barn" This caused
the ball players to fairly choke with
| laughter, but Kelly showed no sign
of surprise.
One morning while the Pirates
were in Cincinnati, Fred Clarke step.
ped into the Havlin and exclaimed
| to the group of players seated in the
lobby: What do you think of thai
man Kelly? He's out in front shoot.
ing shot at Wop with long butch
er knife. If the man cuts him, it will
serve him exactly right"
The gang rushed for the street
and sure enough there was fellow
working at n grindstone and talking
idly picking his teeth. Flourishing
the big knife he was sharpening, the
man sung out: IF me ketcha da guy
dat hitta mewid da slungshot me
cutta."
Every time the man with the
grindstone turned his attention bach
to his work, Kelly would wing him
with shot. The fellow would put his
hand to his face, stop grinding an6
gaze around. Kelly was the only per.
son within a stones strow, but he
looked so innocent that he did not
arousethe slightest bit of suspicion
Consequently, the grinder agair
would confide in Jim, and give hin
to understand that he was worked III
to the proper pitch for doing a thor.
ough job of carving. The man finish.
ed his task and went away rubbing
his neck and wondering what haC
caused the painful little stings upoT
his anatomy.
Once when the Buccaneers were il
Boston, Kelly was making long dis
tance shots at very valuable paint
ing that hung in the lobby of the
Brunswick Hotel. One of the clerk:
heard the tapping against the can
vass and decided that the frame haC
commenced to crumble. WorkmeT
wererushed in. They overhauled th'
picture, placed new hooks in tbs
frame and after attaching a larger
wire, returned it to its place on the
wall.
AT the Planters Hotel in st. Louis
Kelly produced intense mirth fol
those who were wise" by pegging a
a newspaper in the hands of an ageC
guest. The old man would juml
every time the paper creaked. H,
would gaze all around and resume
reading, only to be startled by an
other mysterious tap. Finally h
arose, flung the paper to the foo
and exclaimed: Now isn't tina
hell" Then he took the elevator
went to his room and called in tht
hotel physician.
Kelly and his trusty toothpick al
ways kept the crowd in good humo
when he was Pirate. He continued
the sport after he jumped the Feds
After returning to organized base
ball he resumed the little pastime
Just to keep from growing stale. jim
once caused two old soldiers to ex
lchange harsh words while standing
on a corner in Philadelphia, each ac
cusing the other of Tipping pape
wads at him. He worried the lif,
nearly out of two barkeepers at
cafe in Long Branch, n. j., one da,
by plugging away at the big miro
back of the mahogany. Once in Gin
cinnati he even had the audacity t,
fire a volley at the face of Henr,
To-Day. Hank glared about and theI
walked away. Kelly and his tooth
Ipick have furnished enough incident
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