Evening star., 1924-10-05

catch with the bIeacher crowds
Then he ordered the band to play
"Chopin's Funeral March," and after
one-man procession up and down
in front of the bleachers, he laid
down and died. Then he got up, and
while the band continued the dirge
marched toward the grandstands.
The bleacherites moaned their fare
well.
Zahnizer took his place on the
mound for batting practice, and Nick
tried to bat ball into the bIeachers
but the best he could do was to knock
an usher, who stood in the left-field
pavilion, off his feet. The boy caught
the ball, and the crowd, of course
cheered.
The grandstands were still await.
ing their aristocratic occupants al
1880 and only a few hundred were ir
their seats. But the pavilion in left
field was fast filling. Judg- Lands
almighty hig h commissioner of base
hall, was quoted a few days ago tc
the effect that he would rather sit
there. than anywhere else. 1t Is noted
however, that Judge Landis, the only
man who can sit where he darr
pleases, preferred. strange to say
the grandstand. 1t must be hot as
the very dickens out there under the
anybody who minds discomfort at d
world series game is not compelled
by any existing statutes to attend
them. Those folks in the uncovered
bleacherS and stands probably are
happier than any millionaire box
holder here. That's only human ma.
ture.
Stage Is Set for Game.
Twelve-forty and the preparations
for the game began in earnest The
Washington squad was at batting
practice, movie men were getting set
with their implements of warfare, the
cops were looking important as Mica
raguan admirals, the old band had
moved back behind the home plate
and gave voice with their shining
instruments to such popular songs as
Columbia, the Gem OF the Ocean"
Dixie" and others of the same reper-
toire. Stan Harris and Peck walked
out on the field together and stopped
10 converse about mysterious things
around second plate. A ball came
near beaning Harris but he never
moved and let 1t roll on out to center
field. Wonder what they were talk
ing about?
Dollars to doughnuts It wasn't
politics or the Einstein theory. Great
oaks from little acorns grow, and
maybe Stan and Peck were framing
up some clever bit of strategy. But
they probably weren't
While the nationals were doing
their stuff in front of the net behind
the catcher's plate the Giants came
up the steps and across the field to
their dug-out. They came two-by-
two, like the monkey and the kanga-
roo, took up bats and balls and set to
warming up. Not a peep out of the
crowd. For that matter nobody got
excited when the Senators first made
their appearance. Nobody can blow
off steam before the fire gets hot,
nor waste any excess energy. 1t
will all be needed later on.
Capt. Doyle Starts shooing.
There was quitea crowd around the
Mats dugout. Most of them were
troublesome newspaper reporters OIL
photographers. the latter, of course.
the most pesky lot of nuisances any.
body ever invented. Old Capt. DOYLE
however. comes along with his gold
badge Shining like the planet Mars
and arms swinging like windmiIls
and shoos them away. As soon IS
his back is turned they come back.
Capt. Doyle is a good sport and the
weight of authority does not make
his broad and capable shoulders sal
: too much
Somebody might have pressed q
| magic button at lis, which turnec
on the spigot releasing a torrent OF
humanity. For at that time the