Evening star., 1924-10-10

Ogden to Pitch.
Into the hands of Curly Ogden, the
right-handed twirler who pitched
ashlngton to many victories back in
those heartrending days when il
looked as though a sudden slump
would cost Washington its pennant,
Bucky Harris entrusted the fate of
todays game, the most crucial Of the
series, but he was yanked in the first
inning in favor Of Mogrfdge Opposing
Mogridge was Barnes, right handler of
the Giants
Once more President Coolidge for
sock the White House and sat in his
private box to lead $4,000 throbbing.
ectastic fans who packed and jammed
every seat and every inch Of standing
room within sight of the diamond
both IN and outside of this stadium
as they cheered their heroes on to
victory in delirium of frenzy And
beside him Mrs. Coolidge sa., as usual
smiling and thrilled as the most
faithful follower of the popular
pastime in the bleachers down center
field way
But overshadowing even the ioyoBs
tension OF the day. the moment when
a victorious Washington team stood
face to face with worthy foe. tied
for the base ball championship and
ready to decide the issue in fair COM
pat was the atmosphere of a great
battle impending.
AS the warm autumn sun mounted
toward the zenith of noon there were
already without the portals of the
arena more than enough of persons
TO MI 1t. Some had been there all
night Others rose with the proverb-
III rooster and fastened to the scene
OF sportdom'S classic. there to Camp
until the long-awaited hour when
the gates would be flung open and
the fight to get in would begin
All through the night special corps
of tired men had been standing in
the narrow booths passing out tickets
to fans who Were fortunate enough
TO hold coupons from previous games
that entitled them to the first choice
of seats for todayS classic Hun
dredS of those fans after waiting in
line far into the small hours Of the
morning thought it useless to return
home and kept the vigil with the
perspiring ticket sellers.
Four o'clock this morning gazed in
amazement at a Washington it had
never known, at Washington that
no one would have seriously believed
might possibly exist.
Many in Line All Night.
Lines of men and women some ex-
pensively clothed and others appar-
emily dressed for the occasion, ex-
tended a block and a half from the
booths. Seated. standing and lying
around the gates were hundreds of
others. A few of the more thoughtful
had brought along blankets and they
found them none too warm, for the
night was one of the coldest this Fall.
Policemen long experienced in
handling and estimating crowds de-
clared with the utmost confidence that
there were 5000 persons scattered in
and around the ball park an hour
before dawn. The earliest harbing-
ers at daylight found the clans
gathering by the hundreds and thou
sands and the final hour in which re-
serve seats might be claimed by pos
SCISSORS Of tickets for the previous
games witnessed scenes strangely
reminiscent of the latter days of last
week when the paste boards were first
being distributed
Little Confusion.
There was little confusion in the
actual sale of the tickets. Ed Eynon
had worked out details so carefully
that there was little excuse for mis-
takes, and, strange enough. the worst
trouble the police experienced today
was from those who either held the
precious cards of admission or those
who were REASONABLY certain only mira
Gle would get them in. The excited
frenzy of the former class was due
| to nervousness, but in the latter it
was easily to be excused.
At 10 o'clock the gates to the ball
park were literally clogged with fans
some of them again equipped with
camp chairs and reading material to
| make their wait, purely useless wait
it was, more comfortable Around
back, where the bleacherites held the
fort, similar scenes were in progress
and when the ticket Office was thrown
open at o'clock, the pasteboards
found eager customers. Just as
quickly as the man in the booth could