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CHAPTER in.
LiTHOL"OU Sllverton waa situated
L la great hunting country and
bad lots of food shots. I nver
took ouch to banting. perhaps because
I was a poor wins; shot and deer wsrs
too pretty to kUl; bat X had beard of
th great flocks of and ducks
at on ths coast of Nestucea, so I went
ortr to hv a great hunt, and th
first day X was ther X actually found
a band of ; big enough so that
whoa I shot Into tha ontlro bunch on
oa tha outskirts fell. When this small
ro hit tho sand, bo raised to his
fet and ran. no after htm. and after
quit a ma I overtook htm aad found
hoots His Ftrsl C
only ono wins; broken. I always hau
wanted to own lira wild birds aad
things, so I saw my chancs. I carried
him to tha cabin carefully and cut op
a cigar box lid Into splints and set
his wing, and I was overjoyed to sea
u expression In hie cat little black
eyes that ha sort o" knew I was trying
to cur him Instead o kill him. He
rot rapidly better, and J started tor
Hlverton with him. and there aston
ished ear family by the kindly way
this Uutchlna goose let mo doctor his
wing. Father helped ma doctor him
some, and finally when w took th
splints off his wing his affectloa
bowed more than ver. and to tall th
troth be and I grew to be th nearest
and dearest friends possible, not being
of the earn species. He used to fol
low me all over the place, and one
when I was sitting down by him In t
barnyard ha brought m ion straws,
evidently wanting m to build a nest.
He waa a great talker and aa alarm
1st; b would com to me after I had
been away downtown and try his beet
to tell mo what bad been going on in
th barnyard while I had been away.
In fact he was my real chum. When
I came Into tha barnyard mornings
when the frost waa on the ground be
would greet m all smiles, as much
aa a gooss could smile, then he would
step up oa one of my boots, which
was quite sn effort, and bold his other
foot up In his feathers to warm It. and
If 1 stsrted to more bo would chatter
and cackle that peculiar note of tho
Hutchlns gees, as much as to say,
"Hold on. don't more. I'll tell you an
other story.- Meanwhile he would
- arm his other foot.
Whea I went for a walk in th back
pasture ha would walk with m at my
side. Just as a dog would do. There
ho spied a slight knoll, and he went
and stood on It erect, as much as to
say. Til watch out for hunters while
you eat grasa in peace and comfort.'
When I had finished my pretext at
eating grass I went and stood on th
knoll, and as long as I stood ther h
fed with perfect confidence that I was
watching out for his welfare, but whea
I walked away be ran to m chatter
Ing something good caturedly. perhaps
telling roe that be baa not rinlinea. we
really had great times together, but
finally Spring was approachlr.g. and I
had noticed now he could fly around
th barnyard. Father cam to me on
day and warned me that if I wasted
to keep that goose I had better clip his
wings, but be said. l hope you won't.
Too say that you love animals; now
show It by lotting this goose alone,
then whea his kind corns by In a few
weeks going north for the breeding
season, he will Join them and be hap
pier than be la hero."
I replied that "of course an outsider
might think he would leave, but in
reality he would not. The goose and
I bava talked It over and ha don't car
for anything better than I am, so ha
ain't goln' away."
"Well." said father, "when I sea yoo
two together I think as much, but when
yon go downtown loitering around with
people that aren't half as smart as this
goose. It's then that he misses you, sad
it's on that account that I wish yoo
would leave his wings tha way they are
now. But becaus after be la gone you
will feel bad and mop around for a
few days. I thought I would tell you
that when Spring comes ha will leave
yon. notwithstanding th bond of
xrtaadahlp. so if yon want him kept
Jlr'
Heater Carrie tbo WeeaeX Bird
here whtch I hop yon don't) you had
better cut tbo feathers oa one wing.
X didn't want to mutllat bis feat
srs so I left them on. A few weeks
later coming from on of thos lmpor
tant trips downtown, they told me at
the bouse that my pet had gone. I
said. I guesa not" I dldnt want to
let on that I was alarmed, but when
they were not looking I mad soma big
strides for th barnyard, and It was
actually aa still as death. I whistled
bat no sound, sar an echo, cams In
return.
I noticed tha leaves bung silent on
our trees, though tho neighbors' trees
were in action. I went back of th barn
aad called, but tha call was wastsd on
a few old bens that "didn't belong." X
tried to ginger up soma life into tho
landscape by throwing a few old po
tatoes at things, but tha brakes war
set In general on everything and I
went Into the house and found all th
family sitting In front of an empty fire
place with long fares. No on spoke
and the only aolsa wss the clock, which
ticked louder than ever. It waa about
dark when father arose and said It
wss for tba best, that "here in Silver
ton there were no opportunities for
him. In fact no pond for him to swim
In even, and when you were away
downtown, do on that be apparently
loved, aad If you will think of It
moment. It would have been cruel for
you. a lover of animals, to have kept
him here all of his life." But there were
no answers, lust long breaths now and
then, until it waa time to light a can
dle. Then tho world took on a bright
er aspect.
In a few days I recovered with tho
rest and the long, beautiful Spring
came. No rain to speak of. and It was
Una. X nsver saw so many picnics
and nsver went with so many pretty
girls, aad ball games ran all through
thd Summer and tha Jollleet threshing
crews yon ever heard of. Fall cam and
I was hauling wood into th barnyard
on day when X heard wild geeee: lota
of them had been passing over for a
week past, on their way south for tha
Winter, but presently. Just over th
cone of th barn, cam soma large bird.
I thought at first It waa a condor: ha
lit In tha barnyard and I was aston
ished that it was a wild goose. Oar
rooster hit him and be roso and circled
and again lit 30 feet from me. I yelled
for the neighbor who kept guns and
on ran over, resting his gun on tba
fence and shot him. while I held fast
to tha team. It waa great to think of
killing game tight In your own barn
yard. X ran to pick blm up, when
father, who waa In tha orchard, yelled
at ma not to roach Mm. I said: "We
have killed a goose In th barnyard, a
wild gooss." "No." ssld he. "don't han
dle him; X want to feel of your bead
first to see If yoo have any bump of
memory." Father said: "Do you see
that band of gees flying In a circle
next to the hill? Ton used to tell
me you could understand this little
goose's language and could talk soma
of It. If you remember nay of it now.
go out there as near aa they will let
you aprpoach them and tell them they
need not wait for their friend: ha is
never coming back." ,
By this tlmo I bad realised alL X
could recognise bla every feature, even
to th little black, glossy soft aye,
which were now half open. Father
Fattier TV Us nira lie Haa
Killed Hla Pet
asked if I saw what bad happened, and
aid. TU tell yon. as I believe you ar
too dumb to comprehend. Tour friend
that used to be has brought that band
of geese nva hundred or a thousand
miles out of their beaten course thst ha
might bring them her to show them
where a lover of birds and thlnga
treated him so well. They likely ob
jected, but he persuaded and finally
they have obeyed, and he left them
there at a safe distance and cam to
eee.you. and so perhaps renew his love,
and there he lies: and if you never com
mit another murder I hope this ono
will punish yon to your grave. Some
murders can bs explained to the dead
one's relatives, but you can never ex
plain this ons and I want to show you
his right wing. I think it was that on
we used to treat."
I didn't want to ee his wing, but
father was determined, aad as be lifted
tha feathers at the middle Joint, we
saw a scar, a knot in the bone where
It had healed.
Everybody is a criminal more or less.
and aome of the crimes are done by stu
pid people. Thua I consols myself In
a way over the death of the Hutchlns
goose, that perhaps I am a murderer
through stupidity and not by premed
itation. John Wolfard. who kept and still
keeps tha big store In Sllverton. had
an old hairless terrier dog. I can't re
member when he wasn't "Old Bob." He
wasn't like other dogs much, perhaps
on sccount of being hairless. Tha rest
of the dogs trardly recognised him aa
sven a distant relative, but he waa.
No telling what breed he. waa and I
never remember hearing where ha cama
from, but that doean t matter; he was a
terror after cats, and some time during
his 11 f he evidently overtook one thst
left his or her mark on one of hla eye
balls; though It mast have been when
Bob wss young, as in later Ufa ha only
waddled after them and never got near
enough to make a cat mora than aplt;
but tha cat evidence on hla eyeball was
plain to be seen. That was perhaps
why be waa always trying to wipe out
th old grudge. Aa be got vary old. he
got to be a painful sight to everybody
bat himself. He bad curvature of the
spine, so that hla hindquarters got to
a place about the same time as his
forefeet did. snd that impediment, with
tha full scratched eye that wouldn't
close, mad Bob an unpleasant sight,
and even the Wolfard family that was
large cut blm socially, as did most all ,
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others. He waa ahort tailed and so fat
that It mads him pant with his tongue
out to wag bis tall, but aomehow or
other ha always wagged at roe. not
withstanding tha effort.
It waa Winter and raining hard ona
night about 8:0, when I was in Wol
fard'a store. John Wolfard was hud
dling around the store dreading to
make the dash for home. W were
talking about tho opportunities of 811
verton In general, when he said: "The
trouble ain't with Sllverton; it's with
you boys. There ain't any of you got
any enterprise. For instance, there
is old Bob. I don't want to kill him
and still ho ought to bs put out of his
misery, and I have offered any of you
boys time and again all the crackers
and sardines you can eat if Bob dis
appears. Ail I want to know is that
bo Is gone and gone for good, and
don't want to hear th particulars."
X looked down by my chair, and there
be aat oily and fat aa sleek as a seal.
I looked over behind the counter where
they kept th sardines and they looked
pretty good. I got up and sorter
stretched, when John Wolfard, lighting
a new cigar, said. "Ifs enterprise that
you boys lack, the town a all right.
I went Into tho back part of the ator
where they kept the bacon and a cer
tain portion of tha eggs that are
brought to a general store, and tbo cook
ing butter. Old Bob was peeking around
the chair leg when I said "Rats, ' and in
a second be cam grunt'ng through th
door, trying aa best ho could, for a
dog that had to walk sideways, to be
spry. I went to lift up a big empty
coffee sack and old Bob dove Into it
hunting some rats that weren't there.
X thought at the time It was his last
rat bunt. But It wasn't. I pulled up
my sack and Bob grunted louder as ha
rolled to the bottom of It. I turned up
my coat collar and outside I found a
brick they used to block the ware
house door open with. I put that in
with him gently and tied the sack and
walked across the wet sidewalks to the
big bridge. Silver Creek was about as
high aa It aver got; sawlogs were
running thick and few animals be
sides ducks or beavers could have
swam it- I felt uneasy, still I felt that
It waa enterprise, and that while Bob
man t know it, i was doing him and
th town a favor. So I stood on the
first approach of th brldg and swung
th heavy sack over the perpendicular
bank, next whloh th main current of
tho stream ran. I thought I heard above
th roar of tha mountain torrent
grunt, then a sickening kind of
splash, and It was Just after th splash
that I felt dreadful and blamed John
Wolfard. The dark night then fright
ened ma and I ran into tha warm store,
and as I approached the stove I said
to the proprietor who wss there alone
"Open some sardines and dig out some
crackers and put in a few aweet ones
for such a Job as this.
"Now. remember," said Wolfard. "I
don t want to know what's happened.
He opened soms old sardines. I never
have seen the same pictures on cans
since, and be brought cheese aa well as
crackers, and Vrhlle I ate we listened
to the pattering rain. A stranger or
two from the streets came and all com
mented on the high way I was living.
John waa smoking extra heavy and tho
wnoie DacK part of the store was so
thick with smoke that you had to
shove It away to get room to breathe.
I had been eating about 15 minutes
when I beard a licking sound on tha
floor by my chair. Looking down 1
saw old Bob there licking himself
dry. Wo all saw It at the same time,
and tha first thought that struck ms
wss to quicken the pace of eating so
fsst that when John wanted an expla
nation I was choked on a big square
aweet cracker. There was-but one so
lution, and that was that be hit the
bottom of the creek so hard that he
busted th sack, and that by aome
miracle he was washed on tbo bank at a
point where he could get out. and all
this done before he strangled, ss old
Bob couldn't have swam out of Silver
Creek during tho low wster of Summer,
let alone the high water of Winter. I
didn't bav money to pay for what I had
eaten and tho friendly way Bob stuck
so close to me I did not want to show
any more enterprise, so I had to work
the next lay in J. Wolfard Co.'a shingle
ahed piling shingles to pay for a meal
that wasn't on th regular bill of fare.
Old Bob strangely spont the whole day
with me, spryer than he bad been for
years, and after that night he seemed to
pin his faith to me and whenever I was
downtown he waa always with me when
I sat down. Ha always got right In
front of m when he wasn't in my lap
and looked Intently Into my face as
much aa to say: "When all others fail
me. I can always count on you." Mile
after mile h followed me over the poor
board sidewalk until one day he Just
died of old age. But aa John Wolfard
said, "Homer, as you wasn't around, he
died leaning towards a cat."
Sllverton was a queer place, socially;
while the townspeople were all of ono
aet and ther waa little of any "lui
hatred, tha rich seldom ever lined up
against th poor. Still, if a very beauti
ful girl cama to town, all of us boys
sort of took it for granted that she
would turn us down if we did attempt to
take her any place, so no on ever gave
her th opportunity. We admired her
and talked of her at the swimming holes
snd In fact everywhere we met, but no
one ever had the nerve to approach her
with a proposal of a "Let's go to the
dance, or th party, or the entertaln-JL
ment' We started to several times,
but every time wa got close enough to
smell tho beautiful odor of perfumery
our nerve always went back on us. and
as a result she wasn't kept out nights
much. For a long time the girls in town
hsi been about tho same In looks, vary
ing according to who had the colds.
Ono day a beauty came to town to
Hv with some relatives of hers, and she
pined some time before she wss taken
out. I had been out with a threshing
crew and we moved on Saturday to a
field near Sllverton. The grain wasn't
quite ripe enough, so we laid off until
Monday an awful thing to do in that
country, giving us all a chance to go into
town and get ahaved up and a clean
shirt. When I got to town there was a
lot of talk on the streets of a dance to
be given that night at Egan's hophous
out In the Waldo Hills. After my shav
and hair cat it seemed a shame to wast
it; so thought I'd better go to the dance.
My flnsncial condition wasn't what you'd
call very steady. It rose and fell so
that I couldn't hardly count on one girl
regularly. But I started in where tho
meat affection lay and met a rather sad
refusal. She said she would rather have
Irene with me. but I hadn't asked her
since early Spring, so sbs was engaged
to go with Harvey Allen, the leader of
the Trombone Band. I went down the
line and got II "mittens," sa wa called
them. Then I even asked one young
girl that had never been to a dance
alone, and her mother refused, although
the girl was willing, so I called It off
and went up home and helped around
tha barn. I waved my hat to the girls
I had asked as they drove by in livery
rigs with other fellows, and after they
had all gotten out of town I went down
to the postoffice to get the Sllverton Ap
peal, when who should I meet but tha
bells of the village, as we all called ber
among ourselves. She smiled and
smiled, snd she asked why I wasn't at
the dance. "What dancer said I. "At
Egan's hophouse," she replied. "Every
body in town has gone but us." When
she said the word "us I saw a new
world. The old postoffice seemed Ilk
the Congressional Library, the plain
glass Jars full of striped stick candy be
gan to look like Tiffany's window; th
tobacco smoke from th postoffice hsd
th odor of beautiful roses, snd I started
to speak, but my Jaws set. She said sev
eral things that I didn't comprehend.
and when I came t I heard her say,
"Somehow, no on asks mo to go to
places and I should Ilka to go so well.
I steadied myself by taking hold of tho
fence, aa we had started to walk up th
street, and I said that I was afraid there
were no more livery rigs, and she said.
with tha sweetest voice yon ever heard,
a voice that Is still ringing, "Can't yon
get your father s old horse and buggy r'
"Oh." I said. "res. but that alnf s good
enough." "Good enough." she said.
thought it was too good, and that's why
you never asked m to go In It." It was
now dark and we vera nearly opposite
oar house. Old Don. the horse, was hi
the calf pasture and tba old-fashioned
high buggy stood under the wagon shed
where it was sometimes for months
without being used. So we agreed to
slip out to the dance and surprise them.
I told her I didn't core much tor such
things owing to th crowd that went, but
that now I could see a danc as I never
had before. So I helped Nettle Into
the buggy. Just where it stood, and sb
sat there thinking, perhaps, while I went
to get tho horse. And you bet I wssn
gone long, and the way we saluted each
other when I returned with the borse
showed that we had already begun to
get chummy, and bow much better it
sounded than to be distant. I backed
tbo borse into the shafts snd barnessed
snd bitched him right where he stood,
but I got hslf of hla harness backwards.
I couldn't think of anything pertaining
to harness, so when I got into the buggy
I drove out through the barnyard as
quiet as possible and feeling about as
good as a young man ever feels. I was
afraid to breathe for fear my arm would
touch hers. I wanted to get to th
dance as auickly ss possible before any
body left, so that the advertisement I
would get from being seen with this
beautiful grll would be as big aa pos
sible. I didn't bavs time to get any
candy hearts, or In fact anything, and
the perfume she had on seemed a lit
emblem to celebrate th occasion. Wa
talked about th weather first, and then
how backward Sllverton waa. and by
that time we were out of town and I lot
the horse trot Presently we ran over
some rough spot and the old sorrel horse
snorted and tried to run away. It waa
new actions for blm, so I got out and
tried to find what waa the matter. Tb
harness was all right but bis eyes were
biasing with fir that I could even see
in the night We wondered why he
snorted, and I got back Into th vehicle
and we again started on a trot Finally,
as we struck another rock, the horse
bolted and between his snorts we
thought we beard a fluttering. I final
ly got bim stopped and I put my arm
around Nettie before I thought to see if
ber cloak was in th wheel, but it wasn t
Again I went over the harness and felt
to sea if the cropper wss all right Wa
couldn't account for it; tho only evi
dence we had was that the horse never
started until we ran over a rock or some
rough object So wa started again and
few yards when we stuck a chuck
hole away went the horse and I hung
onto the lines; then we discovered what
wo had done and it waa amusing, as
chickens always had queered me. Father
bad compelled me some weeks before to
dip my game chickens' wings so they
oouldn t roost on the back of th Buggy
seat In my Joy at leaving tha barn I
had forgotten that my chickens did roost
on the hind axle of the buggy, ana as
we drove out we took the hen roost also.
so that naturally when we went over a
rock or rough place with the hind wheo
we dislodged all or most of th chickens
and they would catch by their necks and
flutter back on the axle; thus they
frightened the horse that never even
shied before at anything; so when I said
to the handsomest girl In Silverton, "It's
chickens roosting on the hind axle," she
exclaimed, "No wonder; I never saw you
before tonight without a chicken, and
there they are really here with us now.
thought we had lost aome. aa ther
were aome missing. I didn't know what
to do. as the dance would soon be over.
We couldn't leave them beside the road
for fear of skunks or minks. She
thought we ought to leave the chickens.
hut I didn't, ss one of our best old bens
was in the party end It seemed a crime
to expose them to next to certain death,
If it had been daylight and I could hava
seen the beautiful girl, perhaps I would
have done differently, but w turned
around and started back home slowly,
ss the tired hens breathed heavily on
th back axle. We were still sitting ss
far spart as the buggy seat would let
us; had no outward signs or getting
closer, in fact, we were getting farther
apart She thought young men shouldn't
think so much or coicnens, wnue x
thought ther were next to human. We
planned another ride without chickens,
but it was the passing of my short reign
and I didn't know it until it was too
late. That opportunity that th late
John J. Ingalla wrote of waa there, but
not to wait: and when it went it came
no more. We got home, but I had hurt
her feelings for chlcRens. ana we partca
without much friction. I stayed up until
the other folks got home from the dance.
They were all more or less happy, espe
cially those on th back seats. I told
them I had been riding around all night
with the bell of Sllverton. but all they
did waa to laugh and especially the glrla
that bad given me the mitten.
A Square Deal.
Arthur gave Mario a kiss.
To She
keep promptly
it Sje it
seemed back
unfair; again
Marie ia on the square.
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CHAPTER XVH.
I Asa Introduced t Prealdeat Cleveland.
LONO before the season of 188S came
to a close the fact that we were go
ing abroad became known to every
baseball fan in the country and made
as the most ta.lked-a.bout team in the
business. Posters of the most attrac
tive sort were struck off by the wagon
load and tbo newspapers were full of
It Talk about publicity the public eye
certainly was chock full of us that
Summer.
When the subject was first discussed
no on connected with the enterprise
ever dreamed that it would expand into
a tour around th world, but such it
proved to be. We met with so much
encouragement on every side, and Mr.
Lynch came back from his advance trip
to Australia with such glowing ac
counts of bis success In Interesting the
folks over there in the project that w
cam to the conclusion that the entire
globe was wild to see us, and we made
up our minds to give It a chance.
Now wouldn't you have thought that
with such an opportunity to see somo-
thine of the world every ballplayer in tn.
country would have been mighty keen to
get a place on that picxea team wiucu
it had been decided to call the All-Americas
T Greatly to my astonishment as
well aa that of Mr. Spalding and all tha
others connected with the scheme, there
was no eipecial rush to get into the
game. Ten players of tho Chicago club
signed to go without much fuss, but
the making up of tho All-America team
waa ault another matter, Some of
the players who had seemed eager to go
backed out at almost too last moment,
amonar them Mike Kelly of th Bostons
and Mike TIernan of the New Torks.
Some cheerful Idiot told the latter mat
the New Zealand cannibals ate only on
kind of meat, and that did the business
for Mike.
After a lot of worry and trouble Mr.
Enaldlng finally succeeded in getting to
gether a very good team. John M. Ward,
then at hla best was captain and ahort
stop, and tha other men had all mads
good In the league. All in aii, n was
a mighty effective selection, as w bad
occasion to discover more than cnoe
during our games on the tour. George
Wright was engaged to accompany us as
coach in several prospective cricket
matches to be played in the countries
In which that gams is the leading out
door pastime.
The ten players of the Chicagos who
signed to go on the tour were: Ned Wil
liamson, Tom Bums, Tom Daly, Mark
Baldwin, Jimmy Ryan, Fred Pfeffer,
John Tener, Mark Sullivan. Bob Pet tit
and myself, and I never heard a regret
from one of them tbat he had gone into
the venture. Most of them have been
mentioned so frequently by me that they
ara already familiar to you, but of two
of the more recent additions to the club
I shall say considerable hereafter. These
were Mark Baldwin and John lener, ootn
balling from Pittsburg, the latter reoently
elected Governor of Pennsylvania,
As a start-off, a good friend of mine
and of the game, genial Congressman
Frank Lawler. of Chicago, provided
very enjoyable treat This was no less
than an audience with President Grover
Cleveland, who sent us word that he
hoped we would visit him at the White
House before setting off on our long
tour. Some way or other, I don t ex
actly know how, I had got it into my
head that the President was a 'tough
proposition to get enthusiastic over, but
I never was more mistaken in my life.
In all my career as a ballplayer, I have
never met any one easier to talK to or
mora agreeable in bis manner. When I
was Introduced to him as the captain
and manager of the Chicago club he
shook hands with me in the most cor
dial way.
"I've been bearing so much or you
for the past few years," he said, "that
Fve bad a great curiosity to meet tha
man who haa done such great work In
the athletio field."
But you mustn t forget Mr. Presi
dent" I said as modestly as I knew
how, "that I couldn't do much without
th support or th otner ooys. .Besides,
the press has been pretty good to me.
Sometimes when I read the papers I am
astonished to find out what a big fel
low T am."
"Well," he laughed, "so long as the
balance Is in your favor you can't find
any fault with th newspapers. I'm
sure I never do."
Then I Introduced tho other boys and
for each of them the President had
hearty handshake and a pleasant word.
I never saw anybody better equipped
with the exact thing to say and such a
telling way of saying it He certainly
made a big hit with the Chicago club.
and when we left the White House he
wished us a Jolly trip and a successful
one. and there wasn't a man of us that
didn't take away with him the most
agreeable Impression of Grover Cleve
land. When we retnrned to America after
our world-girdling tour, Benjamin Har
rison had moved into the White House.
Some one suggested thaa. it would be
the proper caper to pay him a visit and
after a good many hums and haws It
was arranged trjat we should give the
President a call. If we had expected
repetition of the hospitality that
President Cleveland naa snowa us wejj
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Dedicated to All My Old Comrades and Lovers of the
Sport. Wh Have Made the Game What It Is Today.'
and to All Those Who Will Continue to "Play DaU
.After Us Oldtimers Have Struck Out for the Last Time
didn't get it Benjamin waa civil bare
ly so but you have it straight from
me that the atmosphere at that recep
tion would have mace an icicle long
for an overcoat We were all mighty
uncomfortable over the President's
failure to appreciate the honor we were
doing him, and the All-Americans were
so upset over it that we wiped up the
ground with them that afternoon, the
score standing IS to 6.
After I had once settled beyond re
call that I would make this round-the-world
Junket I started In to make all
my plans with direct reference to the
enjoyment I Intended to get out of the
trip. As soon as I found that there
were to be ladles In tha party Mr.
Spalding decided to take his mother
and Ned Williamson's better half
vowed be shouldn't stir a step without
her I asked Mrs. Anson to accompany
us. She didn't see how she could at
first but finally she said "All right"
and we were ready at th appointed
time.
On October 2f the Chicago and All
America teams played a farewell game
on th league grounds In Chicago. It
was a pleasant afternoon and a bt?
crowd assembled to give us a proper
send-off. It was a hot game, one of
the very liveliest I ever took a hand in.
Of course wo didn't want to be beaten
by the All-Americana on our own
grounds Just as we were starting off
to show the world what a wonderful
bunch ws were, but it would have
tickled the picked nine to death if
they could hava done the trick, end
they tried it for all they were worth.
It didn't materialise. We won by a
soore of 11 to 8, and that very night
we were off on the first trip around the
world ever made by American ball
players, a trip that was so full of ad
venture and so unique in its character
that it will stand forever in the annals
of th gam as thing to be remem
bered. Nor did It interfere a little bit with
my anticipation of a royal good time
to have it suggested to me by some of
my friends, and to realize it perfectly
myself, that no matter how big a suo
oess It might turn out to be from a
financial standpoint it waa going to be
the most telling advertisement for a
certain sporting goods business ever
devised by human ingenuity.
The good-time feature of the scheme
worked to a charm and so did the ad
vertising. As for the rest well, my
share of the losses incurred In working
out that brilliant publicity dodge was
$1600. But as I have already ad
mitted, I had a tiptop time.
CHAPTER XVIII.
Follow the Conn of Empire.
fYV ESTWAKD tha course of em
V plrs takes its way," and so
did we on that flue evening of
October 20. 1SSS. If there was ever
a Jollier company I waa not a part of
It Every man of the two teams waa
like a big kid going off on a picnic,
and altogether we were about as fine
a specimen of the happy family racket
as could be got together.
"Let's leave dull care behind!" sang
out Tom Daly, our funny man, aa our
train pulled out of the Chicago Union
Depot with the cheers and good wishes
of the host of friends who had gathered
to see us off still ringing in our ears.
"I hope none of the club folks heard
that" I said solemnly. "Calling names
ia rather a dangerous business.'
"Not if one has the last whack at
if." Tom laughed.
It waa Impossible to be serious with
Tom Daly, and I didn't try it. Instead,
I headed the procession to the dining
cur Drovlded especially for our party,
and after that "dull care" had nothing
to dn with th case. We had a special
sleeper for our use, but as I remember
it there wasn t a great aeai oi sleep
ing done that first, night out The
situation was too exciting and too new
to admit of it The ladles of the party
may have made the attempt out
iinn't how they could have accom
niished it Early In the evening, Mrs.
snaidtne-. A. G.'s mother, a stately,
white-haired woman, who Is still living
at the age of 83, in benau oi tne lauiea
of the company, accorded us permission
to smoke, and by the time they were
ready to retire the atmospnere was
so charged with cigar mist mat um
ber must have been difficult How
ever, I can't speak from experience, as
I didn't try it I knew better. The
rolling of the chips at the further end
of the car would nave maae n. lmpoa
si hi A
Next day wo were in St Paul, and
although it was early bunaay morn
ina- a big crowd was on hand to wel
come us. In those days St Paul was
a "wide-open" town, and Sunday iwas
the one day of the week devoted es
peclally to baseball. A game between
our two teams had oeen scneauiea
for tho afternoon, and although we
would have preferred to pass the day
quietly it would never have done to
rti.Hnntrint the 3000 shivering fans
that had assembled at the grounds
to see us play.
"The frost was on the pumpkin" for
a dead fact. A fur-lined overcoat
would hava been a big Improvement
over a baseball uniform, but there was
no help for it It Is probable that a
good many in the audience were there
tn sea Mike Kelly, who had promised
Mr. Spalding to Join us at St Paul and
whose name was on the score card, but
the "Ten Thousand Dollar Beatuy" had
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backed out and Frank Flint known
as "Old Silver" was sent in to catch
for the All-Americas. Flint had been
prevailed on to accompany us as far
as Denver, for fear that Kelly would
Jump the track. The crowd soon tum
bled to the fact mat juiae ana xm
Silver" were not identical, and the sub
stitute was greeted with, a round of 1
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left-handed compliments that bad about
as much effect on Flint as mild
shower bath on the back of a duck.
We had the game called at th end
of the sixth inning, the score standing
at 9 to 3 in favor of the Chicagos. so
that we might play a gam with the
St Pauls, then under the management
of John S. Barnes. On account of its
local flavor this gams was far mora in
teresting to the fans than any other.
When the game was called, at the close
of the seventh Inning, on account of
darkness, with the score at 8 to I in
St Paul's favor, that crowd "went bug
house. Barnes was so elated over the
good luck of his boys that be chal
lenged me for another game with the
Chicagos, to be played at Minneapolis
the following day.
I accepted, and the next morning w
were taken down in our special cars
to the other Twin City, where we met
with a reception that would have done
honor to royalty. I don't remember the
details, but I do recollect that w
formed part of a parade through the
principal streets and that we nearly
froze. In spite of the fact that we wer
seated in a dozen fine carriages, drawn
by horses with nodding gilt plumes and
yellow blankets, and headed by a brass
band led by a drum-major decked out In
scarlet and gold. Another big crowd
had assembled at the ball grounds, and
it tried to keep in good humor and
from freezing while we played our game
with the All-Americas, but it was an
uphill business. What that crowd want
ed to see was our game with the St
Pauls, and the fact that the All-Amer-Icans
beat us 6 to S didn't interest those
fans as much as It did us.
That game with the St Pauls was
one of the prettiest I ever had a hand
in. I sent big Mark Baldwin in to pitch
for us and he made a fine showing.
Neither side scored for four innings and
I don't mind telling you that exolte
ment was keyed up considerable higher
than concert pltoh. In the fifth inning
the St PaulB were once more retired
with a goose egg and Pfeffer crossed
the home plate with a winning run for
the Chicagos. All considered, it was a
great game for the St Paul team, and
Manager Barnes was so happy over th
result that I couldn't do any better than
Jump right in and share it with blm.
There wasn't much time for that,
however, for that night we went on to
Cedar Rapids, in my native State of
Iowa, where we were scheduled to play
an exhibition gome. We got a great
ovation there. Our cars, sidetracked
near the Union Depot, attracted as much
attention as though they contained a
circus. The attendance at the ball
ground numbered 4500, a crowd that de
served to see a good game, and that is
what they got, if I do say it The scor
was a tie in the fifth inning and again
in the eighth, it then standing at five
each. In the ninth Inning Ryan
crossed the plate with the winning run
for the Chicagos, and the crowd waa
satisfied it had got its money's worth.
Next morning we arrived at tho stat
capital. All our traveling thus far had
been done at night, and it has always
been a wonder to me how we managed
to play so much ball during the day and
so much poker at night with sleep cut
ting a very small figure in the situation.
At Des Moines we played a close and:
exciting game, the score at the ninth
Inning standing 8 to 2 In favor of th
All-Americas. Thus far the picked
nine had carried off the lion's share of
the jrlory, but it was all in the family,
and I consoled myself that our turn
would come next -
On tho morning of tho 26th wo wer
in Omaha, and there we got another
red-hot reception. The Ail-Americas
won out' again, getting wise to Ryan's
slow, left-handed delivery after the
fifth inning and pounding bim all over
the field. The heavy batting tickled
the Omaha folks and they shouted
themselves hoarse. We played a gam
at Hastings, Neb., next day after a lot
of excitement had been caused by th
falling of a section of the grandstand!
loaded with people. Fortunately no
body was killed, but a good many wer
badly shaken up.
The Chicagos won that game by a
score of 8 to 4. Our mascot Clarenoe
Duval, had joined us at Omaha and
things had taken a turn. Playing ball
without a mascot but thereby bangs
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RADIUM ' IN METAL FORM
Mme. Curie Reduces Bromide and
Produces Ijong-Sougbt Substance.
New York Herald.
Radium has at last been found and
actually seen in Its metallic form. This
is the crowning glory of the most re
markable research of modern times,
and it is more thaa ordinarily pleasing
to know that Mme. Curie was tho first
to see the wonderful metal whose ex
istence had been so long suspected and
whose amazing properties had been In
vestigated by herself and her late hus
band. Prof. Curie. When husband and
wife were working together they were
seeking for something which lay
burled in minute quantities in thou
sands of tons of rock called pitch
blende, says the London Standard. The
wonderful patience and skill of the
two scientists In following up a defi
nite idea were rewarded to a certain
extent after many years of labor. Now
the full reward has come; but only on
of them remains to receive it
It Is interesting to note that most of
th radium producing pitchblende
which has been discovered up to tha
present has been found In Austria. Tha
production of uranium bas been car
ried out for the most part in that
country, so that the heaps of residue
lying around tho uranium works wero
practically not altogether tho only
source of radium in the world. Sine
then the ore has been found all over
the world.
It is well-nigh impossible to giva any
idea of the infinite patience with which
Mme. Curie pursued her labors. Almost
bv snoonfuls she took tons of rook.
slowly separating Its constituent and
gradually concentrating those portions
which showed radio-activity. Her first
great reward was when she obtained a
substance, only a few grains of it from
some eight tons of rock, which glowed
like a firefly In the dark. It was Impure
radium bromide.
But the crowning glory of it all is
Mme. Curie's final isolation of the metal.
By electrical means she broke up
the bromide and produced In her tiny
crystal retort a minute film of bright
metal. It is changing rapidly. Nature's
great cosmic forces have concentrated
on it to such an extent that it la break
ing up into simpler things, now that it
has been brought to the outer sir, and
in that breaking up It is giving out
slowly one might almost say, relent
lessly vast quantities of beat A piece
of paper will catch lire it placed in
contact with it or so it Is said in th
first news we receive from Paris.
Somewhere back In 'the beginning of
time, under mighty forces, this wonder
ful substance was formed, and within
the last few days it has been seen foe.
tha first time in a state of purity. . '
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