The Birmingham age-herald. [volume] (Birmingham, Ala.) 1902-1950, 1922-12-10

business of it was not The amateur
sportsman can go anywhere, into any
life; but the professional suddenly
finds himself something of pariah.
And the life is short. didn't think
1t good advice then, but can get
his angle now"
"And you regret itg went the
pencil.
NO.. We Lynns stick. we're bull
headed. When we make a serious
mistake. we rectifys 1t. But I still
refuse to consider that I've made a
mistake. / purpose to play ball until
my arm gives out"
And Them"
He laughed. It'll cross&hat bridge
when I get to it. ! wonder" he said.
looking at his watch. I'm movie
fan. saw good theatre couple
OF blocks down. We can get back
by nine or SO. Or don't you leave
your father in the EVENING""
'T'll be glad to CO." she scrubbed.
"He reads until ten"
She hurried away for her hat.
Lynn inspected the room. Simple
and in good taste, like the girl her
self. He brushed his forehead Wig
orously and stood up. Odd, but II
had never come to him until this
moment that he was an internal
scoundrel.
1t was the tafl-end of the season
the last series on the home lot. Nc
CURE had only one thing left to do
and that was to take the big end of
the world series money. The Dummy
and Swan had cleaned ND all the
heavy hitters in the league.
As a pitcher, Swan was quite rs
good as Lynn. As a man, however.
that was another matter. Swan had
a low, mean streak in him, and he
hated Lynn. With a pleasant, smil-
ing countenance he often spoke vilely
to his rival This made the thought
less weep with laughter-until Jen-
kins, the most capable of the team.
had put stop to 1t by the threat of
his fists.
Lay off that Swan; this boy is
my friend"
Thanks, BILL" said Lynn later. II
got that. The last time / was home.
I noted Tommy going around with
Swan lot"
THE big stiffr wrote Jenkins.
"Can't get to the girl, and SO he's
trying to put the skids under her
brother. who'd be all right if he had
q mans hand"
Jenkins, just as soon as the sea-
son closes. I'm going to knock that
jenkins scribbied: "Forget 1t.
Swan Is a tough one. While he's a
low down in some respects, there's
nothing yellow In him as a fighting
man. He'd like nothing better than
to beat you up and then tell Nellie
about it."
Bill. there's nothing yellow in me
either. He can't any more than lick
me +. I've got to do It. Bnl."
jenkins pulled Lynn about face.
Lynn met his glance unflinchingIy.
Jenkins frowned- Lynn understood
Lynn was a fine chap and all that.
but Nellie Milliken had two crosses
already.
The might after the last home
game-the end of the season-Lynn
succeeded in getting Nellie to go to
a movie with him and have a bite to
eat in a fashionable restaurant be-
fore they went home. 1t was still
summer weather and Nellie, in her
pretty, inexpensive gown, looked as
fresh and dainty as a rose. Lynn
. could not have told you what the
movies was about. His actions
through the evening puzzled her
nightly. She vaguely sensed that
he was tremendously excited about
something. Arriving at the door, he
did not loiter as usual. He caught
both her hands. pressed them vio-
lently and dashed off.
The truth is Lynn was afraid. He
wanted to smother her with kisses,
and his only safety lay in the nim-
bleness of his heels. Nellie Milliken.
Nellie Millikeni
Well. tomorrow things would be
different. And he carried back to
the hotel as much terror as love, be-
cause she was the honestest little
woman in the world. Transports that
carried him to the skies and then
to the bottom1ess pit. Win or lose.
he would tell her the whole story
tomorrow.
He reached he hotel at eleven and
he strolled into the pool room hop
ing he would find Jenkins there. In
stead, he found Brother Tommy play
ing Kelley with Swan. Two TASKS of
bootleg whisky stood on the stand
and some dead soldiers lay on the
floor. The boy was in bad way
and Swan was fairly sober. As the
latter looked up and saw Lynn. he
scowled. Lynn walked over to the
boy. he was only eighteen.
Come home with me, Tommy"
The boy wrenched himself loose
and appealed to Swan.
With a grim laugh. Swan caught
his rival by the shoulders and turned
him.. Then he pointed to the door
"Yu git out o'here. This is my
party. I'll take Tommy home when