Evening star., 1924-10-09

banked high with pulsating humanit,
a dominating note that it seem.u
simply could not be denied. 1t was
the old, IN er say die" spirit thai
swept the Nationals to the American
League pennant in the greatest driv-
ing finish base ball that was ever
known. 49,.
As the players arrived at the par,
by twos and threes. every one wa
calling on that old fighting, dogee,!
refusai to accept defeat. Out on the
slde lines, where professional gam
i blers weighed the odds with baIancpe
of cold facts. the chances are againsl
Washington-three to one that Grit
fifth will lose.
This staid old Capital of the United
States was getting ha, into its
normal state of mind today. IT was
not one whit downhearted and, per
haps, more loyal in the face of pos
sible, defeat than ever.
win its remarkable faculty o.
adapting itself to unusual circum-
stances in extraordinarily short time
the city has become world series
veteran in the brief span of three
days. and that, together with the ur-
gent need for quiet nerves in this ST.
preme test, found its reflection in the
gathering crowds.
once more dawn found a sleenv
few holding patient vigil at the gates
of the bleachers where a fortunate
1000 or more may squeeze in on the
only tickets available. Last Saturday
and Sunday, however, every one of
these seats had been filled by 10
O'Clock. At noon today there were
several hundred vacant spaces, but
40 doubt that they would be gobbled
up an hour before the game was call
ed. BY the dozens eager persons ar
rived on foot, in automobiles, and
even in some rather rural-looking
conveyances that old inhabitants said
were horses and carriages.
Girls Wait in Line.
In the few who waited all night for
seats in the open stands were two
girls and 1t was they who got the
first tickets sold at o'clock this
morning. As result they occupied
front row places, equal to most and
better than some of the choice grand
stand and box chairs that had been
sold several times over two week.
before that glorious, though rainy
day in Boston that Bucky Harris and
his team mates clinched the American
League pennant.
When the first attendance reached
the ball park. sleepy, but full of pen
shortly after daybreak. the weather
was clear but crisp.
A few hours later 1t was still cold.
almost perfect football weather, and
old timers looked around anXiously
wondering whether it would be day
suitable for veteran like Zachary.
Old Sol, however, smiled with benign
glory upon Washington and two
hours before game time his flaming
personality had warmed things up TO
such an extent that even the earlier
10
Ing lightweight overcoats. Wherever
that sun saone 1t was positively hot
and no place did it shine with greater
ferocity than upon the diamond.
At IL o'clock Meyer Goldman and
his band troor ID into thes park.
There was an instantaneous whoop
from the rapidly filing open stands.
The leader had begun seating his
musicians just back of home plate,
but the whoop from center field
swelled into a roar. Goldman grinned
joyously, motioned his bandsmen to
rise, formed them In line and marched
them across the field, playing that
rollicking, spirited tut,l.
Take ME out TO the bali game,
Take out with the crowd;
Feed me on peanuts and crackeriack,
don't care II | never get back
Oh. root, root, root for the home team.
It's one, TWO. three strikes you are out
It's the old ball game.
That was just the spark those men
and women needed to set off a mighty
explosion of cheering, bowling and
screaming that never ended from that
moment.
Chairs were quickly rushed to CEN
ter field and the musicians kept up
an incessant concert until the two
teams appeared for batting practice
There was no time for music then,
anyhow. Hours before the time the
reserved section gates were to be
thrown open the. proud possessors of
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