The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1931-04-08

paid. others practIced for the fun.
It was in this manner that I went
through the summer. All day on
Sundays I worked with the viii
low. In bed by 8 every night,
up at dawn.
Overwork?
Nonsense, no man is hurt by
a little overwOrk If he gets mis-
sleep and takes care of his health.
! was heavier than ever when ]
went back to college to start my
senior year.
Football had long been taking
the lead in college sports, yet our
coach always tried out the new
me- for baseball material at this
season. Coach Simms' way was
often to get up q game, putting as
many as possible OF the baseball
aSpirantS on each side and watch
ing their general work.
Most of the new ones tanned a
good share of the time when ]
was hurting. That didn't excite
me any. There is almost always
a great difference between the
playing OF a high school boy and
q fourth year man in college.
But one fellow, a husky, VINO
had come from q famous private
preparatory school where it Is
said they have to be registered
about the time they are born to
get entrance, seemed downright
peeved because I famed him.
Hes the first one who ever did
that to me, in three straight in
ningS, Mr. SimmS," I heard him
tell our coach.
Don't worry-that's all he has.
Watch him at bat and feel bet
ter" SinlmS answered.
I have a bunch now that SimrnS
, said 1t knowing full well that ]
would hear, but at the time It
sure made me sore.
When I did get q chance ct bat
I socked out a two-bagger.
Accidents will happen" Coach
Sinms said to me, with q grin.
The boys, that is, the second and
third year men who knew that l
had something on the ball, en-
joyed watching the freshies, who
aspired to make the ball team, as
they tried to find me-"
Before that first day of ball
practice was over I had q pair Of
two-baggers and four or five
singles to my credit.
"Quite a string OF accidents to-
day." I said to Simms, with a grin.
IT believe you r getting a sort
o. batting eye. Harry" he adj
"Don't ruin your record BY
nanding out any praise" I kid
aHumph, that isn't praise" he
mutte-ed.
IN ANOTHER day simrns came
to me.
"Covell says you've got q lot OF
speed. how about it," he asked.
Real speed on the ball was one
Of the major things I had lacked.
Brother Harry had always told me
that: he had always said that all
I had consisted OF q few tricky
curves.
Il haven't lost any speed" was
my, answer 20 that one.
"Toss q few to me-" he ordered.
I did so. He fouled q couple
and got a fair hit. but famed the
Others.
Here's q straight one" I told
him. See ii the feel Of 1t indicates
any speed
/ wound up and sent one down
and I put about all the snap tx
Of 1t that I could muster.
SirnY1S sraacked it. Then he
tossed aside the bat and came
over to me.
'That one had twice the speed
you ever put into the pill before.
to my KNOWLEDGE" he said.
Improving, eh?"
you're not dropping back any.
brother telling him that you
think I'll make O ball playerQ"
suggested.
He shook his head.
whats the idea? Won't II"
II, mol" vas his answer.
Football came on and buried
baseball out Of sight, but ! con-
tlnued to practice. All through
The winter / practiced In the big
gym, or outside with some friends
when possible.
! During the winter vacation !
went down to Harry'S swell farm
on the Potomac and practiced.