The Nome nugget., 1924-03-15
GAME AT WASHINGTON
 ASSUMES INTERESTING ASPECT


 Pitcher Walsh stepped to the rub Der and taking the old apple firmly between the fingers of his good and mighty right arm. sent the missile hurting through the air to rest at last in the big init of catcher Wheel CT, standing in crouch behind the plate. After few well-directed throws, which were made in order to get the pitcher warmed up, Walsh. looking over the bunch of Teapotters on the bench, yelled:
 who's the first yictim?'
 With evidence of hard spent night Dark Lantern Mclean pick ed up the timber and walked halt ingly toward the plate to face the versatile pitcher for the Exposures. Dark Lantern" had no sooner reach ed the plate than yell went up from the bleechers 10 kill the robber, !" . bean i'm" ''cut i'm down. Wally, or kid, atta boy, you got his mum bcr," and many other remarks that would not look just right in print.
 Slowly winding up. the pitcher shot fast, hot one just above the knees. with d wicked break to the right, but Me. let it pass. merely al lowing his bat to rest on the plat" as the ball sped by,
 Ball one," shouted Umpire Cal win.
 Robber. thieves, kill the imp. take 'im out, he's rotten came the cry from the bleechers.
 Glancing approvingly at the Cm- pire, the pitcher started slow wint up, and then all at once, snapped himself erect and sent the old pill skipping through the air like a pitch ing prone straight at the bat of the saI!ow skinned victim at the plate. II semcd at first as though the sallow ona at the plate would attempt to connect with the speeding ball, but. no. he stepped back and slowly shook his head.
 Bal two." drawied the Umpire.
 Like d shot from the mouth of cannon. members Of the Exposures leaped out on the field and surround ed the Cmp. After charges and counter charges were passed between the two factions. the field was al last cleared by detachment of Marines. held in reserve for the purpose of seeing that no Apples, Peaches and Cherries" were removed from the nearby Orchard by spectators, and ,he game was again resumedN
 The next ball delivered tOwatl the the nervous batter was fast hiRh one and before the victim of oil fever could dodge. the APPLE clipped him alongside the conk, and he was stretched out for a Filipino race track, finally responding to several treatments of oil being dashed in his face, Dark Lantern opened one giassy eye and asked. did the Tea pot blow up?'
 Umpire Calvin ordered the winged hero to take his base and at the same time Kid Roosevelt stepped up to the Plate and yelled: Come oh. old glass arm, slip 'er over, I'm waitin' -
 With one eye on Dark Lantern, who had livened up considerably oh First Base after realizing that there migh, be a chance to STEAL Second Pitcher Walsh shot the buckskin over the leather at home and Kid Roosevelt was caught mapping. While the Umpire was s'ifling g yawn and stuttering strike Dark Lantern on First was making a des'- perate effort to STEAL Second. but catcher Wheeler shot the pill to Second which was scooped up by the Exposure player at that position and slapp onto the stealer before he could plant his number twelve on the sack
 Pitcher Walsh growled at Dark Lantern as the latter walked humo!y from the field after being tagged out at second, "Whaddaya think this is, an oil field you're playin' on-no stealth goes!"
 The game was growing hot and fast when someone looked over toward the pitchers box and yelled that the Umpire was asleep. and sure enough Cal had become so exhausted at all the arguing that he had passed out and the game had to be called until the brains of the game had his nap.
 Next week 3-Bagger Daugherty is supposed to enter with his suicide
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