South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1921-03-02
CHAPTER I.

When that wire came from Billy
Moore the world was all cloudy.
was a good deal like the guy who
lost his lower teethf-on my uppers.
The old bankroil was reduced TO a
plaintive sigh.
And then Billy teleEraphs:
want you to handle college
transforming team this sum-
mer. Something new. Looks
good"
Billy Moore ard yoursfn- distress
were old pals, drifted apart. I had
plunged into the perils Of bush base
ball. while Billy had picked it soft
in a fraternity foundry He was
now head coach at Evergreen Uni
versity. and making good, according
TO the sport sheets.
I've never been keen about boss
ing rah-rah boys but I borrowed a
! few berries and took a rumbler for
Billy's field of endeavor. 7 was curl
Gus as to what he had up his cuff.
It's like this, Squawz," he chirps,
! using a nickname wished upon me
by a fair lady who once failed to get
alimony. 1--WE had a flock of
crack athletics under my wing here.
A bunch of them graduate next
week. These kids are equipped with
| self starting educations, but most Of
their pocketbooks have been crank
| ed by hand. Now that there are
kissing alma mater aw rewaw the
old daily bread must be earned.
Some Of the crowd figure It a
shame to let their athletic ability
go to waste. Far be il from me to
| toss ice water on the idea, I've en-
couraged 'em, and 10 Of my promis-
ing athletes have banded together
! for a transforming trip this sum-
mer. It'll be fun for 'em, if Moth
ing else, and they think they'll make
few megs.
We've a colored trainer here,
Exeter washington Ambrose, who'll
go along to condition the gang
/ And there's Freddy Hopper. who'll
be a peach of a press agent, even If
he does like his liquor.
The boys need an old head for
manager-and that's where Squawk
McGun bows in. I've talked you up
strong. The bunch is all for you.
You've managed everything from
baseball to bUrlesque, and you know
the sport menu from cocktail TO
demitasse.'
"Oh, all right. Billy" I remark.
81 can try anything once. I'll do
| the honors, but amt expecting any
cinch"
Nor was I. Having been mixed
up in sports since moustaches for
/ ball players were a la mode, I real
| lied trying to boss a bevy of rah-rah
lads was like promoting peace in
Ireland Still, I was out of job and
! Jack, and you can't look a gift
steed in the dining room.
you'll find these kids reasonable,
I Sauawk," Billy Moore says. noting
NV heavy look. you can get along
with 'em fine. The team plays the
! last game Of the season with the
State Varsity this afternoon. Come
along and lamp your crew in action
! We haven't lost a game this spring.
Preferring the background for the
present 1 picked a quiet seat. After
the first inning I knew State couldn't
beat Evergreen II, chiefly on aC-
count Of Billy Moore's pitcher. The
rest Of the team seemed good. but
] this right-hander was a hinging
fool. Sweet sister! How that baby
could chuck the old cherry! He had
more curves than a corn-fed, the
| speed of a powerboat, control,
! change of pace, a beauty motion TO
| the bases-well, if there was any
| thing this bird didn't have it amt
down in the old albuml
When Billy hunted me out in the
fifth frame. with the score 4 to 0
in favor of Evergreen L, I was ready
/ to rave.
oHwoe aaaabyfcountofwa shin
How do you like EN-, Squawk -
grins the proud coach.
Even outside the box they look
pretty good" I answer, but honey
dove! what a pitcher you got there,
| Billy! He's a wonderful chucher.
That ace on the hill is enough for
me! / don't care about the rest Of
the gang as long as I got that dia-
mond studded marvel to do my heav-
| ing. Why, I'll bet you"
But you won't have him,
suuawk," Billy cuts in.
Wont have him?" I gasp. 'HOw
conner"
Billy gives a short laugh.
Il guess you don't know who that
Is out there, Squawk," he says
"Tha-'s the one and only V. Nor
gan Brewster"
And supposing he is?" I ask.
well, if you knew V. Morgon
Brewster, I wouldn't have to say any
more 1 amt denying V. Morgan is
about the best college twirler I ever
threw twin optics at; but there's as
much chance ofthim pitching for
you this summer as there Is Of NOV
] ing the white house to Geneva!
That's ALI"
CHAPTER II.
Following that last emphatic re-
mark 1 gave Billy Moore a long
look.
Come cleanl" 7 urge. why
can't I have V. Morgan for a
pitcher2"
well. Squawk." Billy responds Ct
don't know where you been all your
Iife. but Valentine Morgan Brewster
happens to be the only son and
heir Of the late Sam Brewster. the
fruit king. Sam had coolies Of coin"
"Oh, a malefactor OF great wealth,
huh2 He don't care 10 play ball
after leaving the knowledge works ."
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