Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1940-05-24
"Chirps'' ~
from the
Democrats Pen

Well, Sir, that Salisbury base ball
aggregation is running rough shoe
ever the other Eastern Shore League
teams, pretty much as Hitler IS
tramping on the countries OF Europe.
Something ought to be done about it;
it needs looking into; I mean that
Salisbury matter. 1 don't care much
about looking at the conditions IN
Europe. They don't harmonic with
my idea of ease and comfort. But
there's somthing funny about that
ball team they call the Indians" IN
Wicomico. Reminds me of the story
told about Abraham Lincoln.
"Old Abe", as he was affectionately
called, was consulted on one occasion,
as to the financial standing of a GER
tain representative of the legal pro-
fession.
"Well," said Mr.. Lincoln, "Mr.
Smith has a wife who should be worth
at least, a million. He has two little
children, boy and girl; each one
of them should be worth a million.
He has an office about 8 by 10,
table, two rickety oh airs, a cuspidor,
and a wood burning stove. Besides
those there is a rat hole down in one
corner of the room which bears look
ing into"
You know, if you run your eye
down the lineup of the Indians, you
can't help but be reminded of Span
ish Omelette. If I had either to pro-
nounce those names correctly or re-
port to Herr Hitler, I'd Immediately
order my tombstone. I came mighty
near doing that, anyway, after 1 had
decided once to try Spanish One
lette which constituted one of the in
gradients of restaurants menu. l
defv the man who made it to remem-
Der what he put in it. To me, 1t
looked and tasted-one taste was all
I took-like a conglomeration of salt,
sugar, pepper, vinegar, olives, cucum-
bers, onions, garlic, limburger cheese,
sour kraut, all mixed up as a sort
of stuffin' for kind Of folder made
of eggs; and, believe it or not, the
eggs must have been of the vintage
of ,38, Judging from the aroma aris-
ing therefrom.
Now, this Salisbury team: I don't
mean to say there is any bad odor
arising from it, except in the way
of a possible mix-up in its interpreter
ton of League rules. The un-Ameri-
can appearance and sounding of the
players names, may get the manage
nent into bad odor with the higher
ups in the Class D organization, and
history might repeat itself.
Seems to me I can recall that some
action was taken relative to aliens
and what is known in base ball as
"class" men. I reckon, tho, there is
some rapid method of Americanizing
foreigners. They tell me that many
of the immigrants step off the gang
plank of incoming ships to New York
and next day they vote for Mayor.
So l guess it's all right and proper.
But Salisbury is not playing in this
League. She's just having little
fun with the rest of the clubs and but
tin in where she doesn't belong. The
League should begin with the club in
second place. / suggest that the
New York managers swap the Yanks
for Salisbury and send us the Ameri-
can League cellarites.
And that reminds US to inquire just
what's the matter with Dimaggio,
Keller, Dickey, and the rest of 'em.
So much has been said about the
strength of their team and the effect
it was having on base ball success,
it looks as if the boys wanted the pub
lie to Judge how the champs look
bringing up the rear.
Now, you know, such extremes
don't always listen reasonable. Good
acting has to be natural. Putting
on" too much causes some little doubt
as to the real status of the case. Those
boys don't belong down there, and
when they begin to climb, somebody's
going to be puzzled as to the reason
they were where they are at. And
when they do start to begin to COM
mence, to initiate to cut down the lead
of the other clubs, wouldn't you like
to have the gate receipts of one or
two days at the Yankee Stadium.