Evening star., 1922-03-12

you saw me pickle that fast one,
didn't your" he answered. And you
saw me beat the throw to third by
twenty feet, eh? Well. that's Just the
way them glands make you feel. I'm
going to steal home in another min
uta.'
You do" muttered Jiggs. land TIL
hunt me up doctor tomorrow"
DUT the demonstration had to be
postponed. That three-base hit
unsettled the Badger pitcher. He
walked the next two seminoles, filling
the bases, and then made the fatal
mistake of growing fast ball on
Bert Walters.
The cleanup hitter of the Semi
noles rose to the occasion. He was
set for just the kind of ball that
was served up. and he put the full
strength of his heavy shoulders into
the swing.
Crack" Tho sphere whizzed into
the blue empyrean. dwindled, and dis
appeared behind the fence. Four
seminoles capered gayly over the
home plate.
That settled it! The Badgers went
to pieces under the shock. and for the
balance of the afternoon they were
not themselves. Neither, for that
matter. were the Seminoles. They
exceeded the widest prediction OF
DR.. Mario Tosca and p. Dionysius
Quigley. Shamelessly and with no
regard to past performances they
launched themselves into an orgy of
doubles and triples and home runs
On the bases they ran themselves
black in the face, and in the field
they looked like the worlds cham
pions.
The Badger manager used up every
pitcher he had, trying to stop the
slaughter. but his team was too bad
ly ratified and the Seminoles that
afternoon were having a feld-day
such as may come to a ball club once
| in Its history-they were hitting and
base-running FOOLS"
In the last half Of the seventh in.
ming, with the scoreboard reading
1s to 0, District Attorney Stephen
Mowry moved along the aisles to the
decorated box behind the home plate
and engaged Senator Frank Lathror
in earnest conversation.
Later an usher made his way tc
the Seminole dugout and handed Por
aillery an envelope. 1t was sealed
and it bore the inscription: For the
Seminoles. To be opened in the club.
house after the game"
The manager stuffed the enyelope
! in his hip pocket. pretty soft" he
| commented. Some guy won a lot o,
dough and is giving US a cut. Wish
they'd all do that Well, come on
boys-lets fatten up the old aver.
ages some more! I'll say this glant
stuff is the goods"
The game ended when the shadow.
were deep in the outfield, and tn.
score boy had run out of numbers
Umpire Bull Feeney consulted will
his associate and then with Bud Slat.
terry. manager Of the Badgers.
mo second game for me-" said Bud
THE crowds dead from Laughing
and my teams dead from runnina
after the ball. Shoe them goats back
into their corral"
So Feeney called off hostilities 70,
the day. and the multitude streamed
toward the exits, to be met by news.
boys with afternoon extras bearins
headlines that attracted instant at,
tention from Seminole fans.
Back in the clubhouse Pop Hillery',
men undressed noisily and with NOR,
jubilation than is good for any club
They saw that within a very shor
time they would all be millionaires
for there were the contracts with tn,
movie houses and national adver.
tisers that now would command ter
times the original prices named.
y X X r
luILLERY tethought himself Of tn,
envelope in his back pocket. H,
produced it and ripped open the flap
For several minutes he stared at tn,
penciled message, and then he sum
! moned the Seminoles. In variou,
stages Of neglige they gathered abou
him. Slowly. but with painful fidelit,
to every word. Pop read them tn,
! notice:
"Dr. Mario Tosca, alias Jimmy tn,
Gyp, was today caught stealing hom,
in the first inning. His teammate
Peter Dionysius Quigley, alias Electro
Dick. alias the Little Toreado1
! reached first base safely on an error
| For two reasons I am holding I,
abeyance eighteen warrants chargiaI
conspiracy to defraud the public
First. am convinced the crowd 60
| its moneys worth; second, I am
thirty-third degree Seminole fan. Blu
If you ever start losing again, lool
out!
STEPHEN MowRY,
| District Attorney.
"P. S. Take those bandages of
and you can breathe better"
The seminoles looked at eacf
> other soberly. Pop Hillery put huge
| hands to his throat and wrenc.e6
at the linen cloth.
wait a minute" warned Blinkel
Burke. you'll choke yourself. II
| get the scissors
One after another. Blinker re.
moved the bandages. Every neck
was scarless, though streaked with
dust and sweat.
"well." said Lefty Taylor, II hope
you birds will appreciate who 1t wa.
that saved you from the hoosegow
IL told you that with the first no,
day I'd show you something. I lei
'em down with three hits-that':
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