The Birmingham age-herald., 1924-01-11

It is his belief that a ball player owes it to the public to give the fans a run for their money. If they deliver the goods, they can depend upon Barney remembering them for their efforts.
 MT. Rreyfuss has been more suc- cessful in developing youngsters than in paying high prices for men who never have and never will win their spurs. For instance. here are some great stars that he dug out of the backwoods-men who knew nothing about cities or big leagues: Deacon Phillippi, Redfield, South Dakota; i; Sam Leever. Goshen, Ohio; Jack Chesbro, sachusetts; Brickward Bill Kennedy. Martins Ferry. Ohio; Rube Waddell.. Blanc, Pa.; Clarence Beaumont, Honey Creek. Wis; Babb Adams, Mount Moriah, Mo-; Hsm Hyatt. Northwoods. and I might say myself from Mansfield. Pa. It's a cinch I didn't know much when they grabbed me and put me in a league uniform.
 T. could name 50 towns that you never heard of in the rural districts that furnished players to Barney Dreyfuss.
 Dreyfuss has good sense of
 
 out of the funny cracks made by the ball players One. time when we were in New York and having a very dis astrous trip, we crossed over to some town in Sew Jersey on a ferry. Just as we landed and started for the ball yards for an exhibition game, we noticed & signboard, to direct traffic, which read:
 "Slow-M Moving Teams This Way"
 We all stopped and looked, almost afraid to laugh.
 some young player remarked. and MT. Dreyfuss had his first good laugh for week.
 On that same trip we had felt that we were getting the worst of lot of things, umpires' decisions included. It seemed like the umpires actually took delight in calling our men out. I guess they didn't. but, we felt so badly about our slump that it ac- tually dkd look like the umpires made a special effort to show off when one of our men struck out or was waved out at the plate. Fans Who Followed The Team.
 On our ferry boat we went close to the Statue of Liberty, which many of the players had never seen be- fore. You know, a lot of folks come to New York all their lives and never see the Statue of Liberty.
 What does she remind you of?" I asked Fred Clarke, as we looked up at the great figure of a woman, holding her hand high and rigid, with a torch in it.
 Looks like Bill Klem calling a third strike" he said,
 To this day that is the way I al- ways picture the Statue of Liberty in my mind.
 Some of the well-known fans of that day-we don't have them like we used to, it seems-were Barney McKenna, Pittsburg police magis- trate; W. H. Eaton of Oil City. Pa; Honey Boy Evans, the famous mins- trel, who donated the annual loving cup to the champion batter of both league, which I now have in my trophy room, incidentally; Dewolf Hopper, the actor: Johnny Harris of Grafton, Pa, and Lew Wentz of Pitts burg. I have mentioned but a few.
 These fans, mind you used to leave their business and take trips with the teams they rooted for. They never missed a game, at home, and if the race got close they would take to the road.
 Nowadays some players seem to look upon the wild-eyed fans who follow the teams around as sort of pests. That's all wrong. Those are the fellows who made the game, who made our big salaries possible.
 In my next chapter I will present my selection of an all-American league team.
 Tomorrow. An All-American League Team"