Evening star., 1924-10-06

HELL" he explained. "you think !
want to get razzed to death?"
Its an honor" insisted the re-
porter. The public likes to know
about it, They crave such details, we
are told
'Honor-it makes me out a fool"
he said.
But he gave it at last and, like the
best % men, consented to be inter-
viewed
Two women were twelfth and thir-
teenth in line at the north entrance
to the grandstand. The inquisitive
reporter started to speak to them, but
was advised against 1t by a spectator.
Them women don't deserve no
credit he said. 'They came here at
o'clock this morning and butted in
between some of us guys who had
been here all night. They don't de-
serve no credit"
Why did you let them get away
with it?' asked the reporter.
Why? They're women-you know,
Watchmen manned all fences about
the park, with teeth set and boards in
hand. They were determined they
shall not pass" Several rowdies had
been seen slipping in the first day, in
Asleep on her shoulder, one fan WAS
dozing away as early as 10 o'clock in
the s1.10 bleachers, next to his wife
or sweetheart.
Some one brough a dirty old base
ball in the morning crowd. and q
lively game of catch ensued.
House tops by 1890 began to draw
their population. Both men and
women were ION deck" there on
nearly all of the few houses provid-
ing view of the coveted scene.
Officer Bert Sheldon of No. pre-
cinct was the hero of that shouting,
screaming crowd ip the early morn
ing bleachers.
Too full of pep" to contain itself
the crowd at first seemed too large
for the seating capacity of the $1.1O
stands. To Officer Sheldon fell the
task of squeezing them in. And for
the way he did it this smiling young
man not only won the snouts, cheers
and applause of the crowd, they took
up fat collection and presented him
with a huge box of the finest cigars.
Said one grizzled fan who had seen
many world series, "Ive seen hum
dreds of policemen at world series
games, but never one who could han.
die crowd like this man has"
Husband and wife led one of the
two all-night lines waiting for the
bleacher seats. Mr.. and Mrs. AL
phonso Sullivan of 1905 Potomac
street northwest brought blankets
and big bag full of homemade eat
ables. They took their place at the
head of the line with Mrs. Sullivan
first. They got front bleacher seat.
The other all-night line was led by
j. F. Miller, 400 Tenth street north
west: l. KRISTEN of Baltimore and
L. H. Beasley of Richmond. Va.
Nick was presented with an empty
half-pint bottle before the game by
the bleacherites, in appreciation OF
a death dance performed while the
band played a dirge. Taking the
bottle, he pronounced it q corn
whisky container, adding Another
dead one for the morgue."
Clark Griffith saw that one faith
ful all-season rooter was rewarded
with a free seat In the right field
pavilion. This rabid fan, known to
all the team members as "Greaser,"
is of dusky hue, never-hagging opti-
mism and lusty voice, and he hasn't
missed home game this season. At
critical stages Of each game his
familiar figure would rise up and
pace back and forth as he yelled
hoarsely for "Waltah," "Seach.a-
rye" or "Mistah Harris'' to come
"Greaser'' saw yesterdays game
from q choice seat handed him. 1t 10
said, by Mrs. Grimth. THAT guy Dc.
served it." declared Altrock today.