White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1926-12-24
.JINX STUFF
BY DOUGLAS MACK

James confessed slowly. The others
eyed him.
"You don't think-?"
II didn't say so, did II"
AS for Augie, he went to Doc and
exploded: eff they'd walked like
wanted them to we wouldn't have lost.
There's no beating old luck like that"
Get it out of his mind quick" Doc
ranted to James. "Your first expert
ment made things worse. After to-
morrow we hit for the East, and
want to make shown"
Next morning James and Duke and
Augie took stroll along Euclid Ave-
nue.. They were accosted finally by
beggar.
Don't give him chance to beg
from us!" Augie deplored. Come on,
fellows"
But the man had made his plea, and
they gave him money. Moving on,
Augie was growing: eff Mardell
pitches this Afternoon we won't get a
hit"
"Bunk!" said James, and the others
joined in unison.
Mardell hurled, and was touched
freely. But the game was won by
him when, with the sacks loaded in
the ninth, he famed Duke. Augie
and James with eleven pitched balls.
Augie caught up to James on the
way to the clubhouse. WELL" he
snapped, II hope you're satisfied"
"Why?"
| "You made us lose the game"
James shivered. do you really
think that stuff"
II know it. I've been following it
up for long time, and it always
works out"
They were now in the clubhouse.
James looked about cautiously, and
then he whispered: do you think a
rabbit would be wandering around to-
night?"
| Within month the Green Sox in
field was equipped with four of the
midnight omens suspended on chains
abou the members necks. The road
trip had proved humdinger. The
team was in second place, and was
tearing and snarling at the heels of
the leading Gray Shirts. Neverthe-
less, Doc Bell was almost nervous
wreck. His team had gone crazy on
superstitions. The writer's and fans
had got on to it, and when that hap
ens-goodby to Peace! At the home
Of the leaders the papers and fans
made particularly merry at Docs ex.
pense.
Manager Trying To Win Pennant
| With Nutty Stuff" etc.-ran the
headlines; the darts of the bugs
Back home the frequent roasting
that was handed out was done goo6
naturedly, but it peeved Doc anyway
If the Sox didn't win out they would
certainly be the laughing stock of the
n league, and he would be the chic
goat. To think that old reliab1es like
James and most of the others hat
fallen for this bunk! And not alone
has ball club-his daughter too hat
been carried away by Augie and hi
ridiculous ways.
/, When the Sox were trailing in {
game the uproar in the stands wal
terrific.
""Hey, Doc, try something new
Have Augie climb the fagpole! TT.
sticking your left hand in the watel
pail" and the like. Doc rallied
threatened to fire every man who die
another thing that was unusual. AL
but Augie took 1t seriously, and the.
dropped double-header. On tn,
bench Doc squirmed. He finally de
cided to supplant Augie at third.
eff keep him." he mumbled, "hel
put me in the madhouse, and probabl.
some of the others will be cellmates
gotta get another third baseman."
He sent kilograms to the scouts
and the messages almost pleaded 70
results. But big timers don't groy
on bushes, and no third sacker cam
to take the place of the foolish phe
nom He discovered new superst
tions; he informed teammates O
them. and every move they mad
was ruled by this. Still they crashe
forward, swapping at the heels of tn
Gray Shirts.
Doc wrote lengthy letter to Wall
er wherein he disclosed that h
hoped George could find another thir
baseman. II don't want that smar
Aleck Jerry to beat you to it," h
wrote. Hes stuck up, and when h
stumbles across a find it makes hir
worse"
Meanwhile Augie and Cordelia wer
together every night. Then, just bt
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