White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1926-05-14
THE GIRLIGIG
BY DOUGLAS MACK

She is awful big-she must weight |
190-and broad-shouldered. In addi-
ton she is homely-takes after her
father and almost makes it tie score,
blast him! She has one redeemin'
feature-nothin' to do with her face
she is swell cook. Cook? Man, when
Ophelia makes mullins she makes
friends. And blackberry JAM have
wallowed in it more than once.
Lately I've been thinkin' some Of
gettin' doubled for life term. When
think like that l can't drag my
thoughts away from creamy mullins
and blackberry jam. But fifteen years
is some handicap.
o nthe other hand, Ophelia amt
bein' bothered much by handsome
scallywags seekin' her fathers per-
mission. One night on the veranda l
tries to steal second.
"Ophie," l always calls her that,
"seein' that you cook for me anyhow,
did you ever think" was caught
off the bag and knew it. She acts
as though she's reluctant to touch me
out.
What is it, Jim-my?"
| makes a dive for the bag.
Twill you marry me, Ophie?" Well,
the matter wasn't settled, but she
didn't run away. I'm not sure; it may
be that l kissed her.
Mac takes the blow like man. You
see l up and told him I loves Ophie.
IF we don't win the rag, and you
manage to steal my little girl" he
shoots at me, my cup Of sorrow will
be full
l sets out with new hope to stir the
gang up. worked hardest over Bim-
DO Jones. / goaded him past the 400
mark by tellin' him if he don't hold
up his end I'll have his rations cut
down. He took it serious and kept on
eatin' and hittin. We rammed clear
into second place.
Ophelia got to attendin' some Of
the games. Everything goes all right
til one day l spots Bimbo eyein' her
after she had stood up to root
Get your mind on the game"
admonishes.
We start a road trip late in July
and Bimbo's battin' average got to
shown off, Naturally the rest Of the
bunch is affected Climb? When we
hits st. Louis we are only a game
from the Cards.
amt never had no grudge for
them, but gets one. Slide Samp-
son their coach, is to blame-him and
the heat. We begin by exchangin'
pet names durin' the first game. They
WINS and that don't help much. In
the second Bimbo tags one for a
homer and we got the laugh. In the
third setto Bimbo grabs off two dou-
Tied for the lead! That last game
Z was CORY. We snapped and snarled
!, without actually bitin' anybody, but
, goes into the ninth a run to the bad.
J Bimbo gets round to third with two
gone. am on the third base coachin'
line, shootin' white hot bullets at Jen-
} kins on the hill. He gets two strikes
: on Ramsey easy, and l wanted to
, have nervous breakdown. l see
Jenkins take long windup, and
know he's bankin' on his splitter
) Then, a big fat, lumberin' bozo called
Bimbo Jones starts to steal home.
, A cry that was twenty thousand
strong splits the air; then it stops
3 waits. Sudden. The dust that flies
looks like storm on the desert
When he waddles to the dugout see
J Slide Sampson lookin' our way, and
his stare has got short circuit. Then
DANES smile caught Bimbo's eye
and he stops dead short, practically
: to pass the time Of day with her
Somebody caught on, and the jeers
brought Bimbo into the dugout.
(To be Continued)