The New York herald., 1922-10-05

Fifteen thousand persons packed into
Broadway and City Hall Park yester-
day afternoon to watch the Giants de-
feat the Yankees on THE NEW YORK
HERALD's big world series score board.
Fourteen thousand nine hundred and
ninety-nine of those persons enjoyed
the game immensely.
The one person who didn't have a
good time worth a cent was little Amy,
aged 4. Amy lives down in Cherry
street, and she has to stay in the
house until afternoon when her
brother, Gurthie, who is IL. gets home
from school, Then he takes her out to
play with the other children and
watches to see that a big truck or
something doesn't come along and run
over her.
But yesterday afternoon they didn
stop and play with the other Kids IN
Cherry street. AS soon as school was
over Gurthie's mother turned Amy over
to his care. and Gurthie put UP an awful
roar.
Jaw, Mamma. can't you have heart
this once and let me go out without
dragging Amy along?"
"Gurthie, take your sister right out
with you and don't you let me hear
another word from you about It,!
Just One Thing to Do.
That settled it. There was but one
thing to do. So he did it.
"Cmon." said Gurthie. grabbing Amy
by the hand as soon as they got outside
the door. "C'mon, an you gotter walk
fast too.'
where we goin' at?" asked Amy.
Ball game!'
That for the time being was as ex-
citing for Amy as for Gurthie. Up
through crowded streets and Gathering
trucks they hustled until they stood at
the intersection of Broadway and
Chambers street. Then the vast throns
in front OF the score board greeted
Gurthie's eye, and he let out a whoop
and started across the street with
suddenness that lifted Amy from her
feet and brought her along behind as
sort of a kite tail to Gurthie's eager
ness.
They wiggled into the crowd and got
d
street curb right in front OF the score
board and In safe proximity to d big
policeman.
The first inning was only well Under
way, and the crowd was just getting
into good yelling trim. 1t was terribly
exclting-to Gurthie.
Now, look at the board!' lie in
structed Amy
Amy looked but saw nothing but
forest of trouser legs all around her.
High up above those legs she could
catch an occasional glimpse OF mans
chin which dropped down every onco IN
a while to let out tremendous racket.
Don't see no board" complained
Amy. Where is it?'
Long suffering Gurthie picked little
Amy up, putting both arms around her
tummy, set her upon his chest long
enough for her to get a glimpse of the
board, and set her down. putting.
whereupon she informed him, with a
wall in her voice:
Want to see it again"
Amy Left Weeping.
But Ruth was coming to bat and
Guthrie let her weep until he exhausted
his wind in a yell that would have done
credit to an Indian.
Everybody was yelling and cheering
and Amy began TO cry in good fashion
by this time. Whereupon, when Ruth
failed to deliver a home run. Gurthie
was compelled TO hoist Amy to his chest
once more. And no sooner was she
ensconsced there than she announced:
Dot to blow my nose"
Down she came again into the forest
OF legs and faithful Gurthie pulled out
handkerchief and performed the
necessary mlnistretions.
Things rocked along in this fashion
until the sixth inning, when the board
announced that the Dambino was
stepping to bat with Dugan on second
In a nothing to nothing game. That
tense two minutes In which Babe twice
severed the air was well nigh fatal to
Amy. Many things may be expected
from brother, but not under such
circumstances. To protect her from the
milling crowd Gurthie resorted TO the
convenient expedient OF encircling
Amy's neck with the crook OF his elbow
and then gave himself over unreservedly
TO the business of cheering and waving
his cap.
Then Babe walloped the ball to deep
center Gurthie rose to his toes, craning
over shoulders and waving his cap as
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