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Continued from Lat Sunday.)
I don't mind telling- you that it had
that effect precisely. I realized the fact
. that John R. Walsh had perfect right
" to be dissatisfied with me If he wanted
to be and Spalding eaica owuea -v
hares of the club's stock and be was
the tatter's banker but I was also a
stockholder to the extent of 130 shares.
and It struck me that If Walsh was re
sponsible for the newspaper attack on
me It was rather a contemptible per
formance. Be had never complained to
me personally, and it seemed Incredible
that he would descend to suco a pro
cedure. I made up my mind to hare a
personal Interview with Mr. walah and
find out for myself how much truth
there was In the matter.
The bis; man I am speaking finan
cially received me quite affably. In
quiring after the health of my family
and as to how I had enjoyed my trip
abroad. I got down to business pretty
promptly and aslerd him direct If he
had seen that article In question. Ue
admitted that he had and that It rep
resented fairly well the opinion he held
In the matter. I was boiling within,
but I put the brake on and kept my
self under control. He went on to
Justify himself, and I kept silent until
he was through.
Then I asked him. civilly enough, tf
he thought I had ever done anything
toward bringing the club up to its pres
ent position la the bssebsil world.
"Tea are Impertinent, sir!" he
napped, rising hastily and leaving me
alone In the room.
He did not return, and I left that
office convinced that I had traced the
prime mover of the agitation against
me to his lair.
After thinking it over for a few days.
I resolved to give the magnate another
chance to redeem himself. It seemed
Incredible to me that a man of his
standing la the business world could
be capable of such underhand work.
So I presented myself one morning at
Ills place of business, but got no farther
than the outer office. Walsh's secretary
Informed me curtly that the banker
wasn't In, although I could see him
WITH JOAQUIN MILLER IN
THE HAUNTS OF HIS MUSE
When a fellow roe pn; for words are
keener that etee
-And mlsbtler far for woe or for waaL
Were it not well tn this brief little Journey
On over the u-htnna down to tn tide;
We rive him a fleh Inetead of a eexpent.
Era folding tha hands to b and abide
Forever and ay a la dust at his aula?
Look at the rosea aaJotlnc each ether;
Look at tha herds all at peace on the
plain;
Man. and man only, makes war on his
brother.
And dotas la bla heart on his peril and
pain.
Shamed by the brutes that go dowa on the
plain.
Why should Tern envy a moment of plaarare
Soma poor fellow-mortal baa wrong from It
all r
Oh! aould yoa look Into his lire's "broken
measure
Look at the dregs at the wormwood and
gall
look Jiu'." tn crape has a
Xook at tha skeletons by tils hearthstone
Look at his rares In their mercllee. sway.
I know you would go and say tenderly.
Brother, my brother, for aye and a day;'
Lei Lethe to washing the blackness avay.
Tribute) to Womankind-
When the cultured Greeks and Ro
mans declared that "Woman has no
rights her lord Is bound to respect,
the Barbarians along the Rhine said
that a sacred principle came down from
heaven one day and alighted In the
heart of women, so that as long as
there were mothers on the earth there
might be something pure to adorn the
.lives of men. It was this belief that
shone as a lamp during tha emancipa
tion of woman-kind la Europe; and it
called forth Chivalry and a multitude
of kindred expressions to announce her
special supremacy.
. Since that time literature has been
replete with beautiful accounts of
woman as she has risen from her sta
tion to positions more exalted. The
story has been so pretty that It reads
like a poem. Then, as now, many of
the more Intellectual pagan nations re
garded It a disgrace for a man to
recognise his wife or mother In pub
lic President Garfield, therefore, hon
ored womankind when he stood on the
porch of the capltol building at the
head of, Pennsylvania avenue In Wash
ington City, took the oath of office,
and then turned about and kissed his
dear old mother, who had helped him
to spilt rails; and who had made It
posaiblo for him to acquire an educa
tion so that he might become Presi
dent of the Cnl ted States.
It Is one of the crowning glories of
the American Nation that nine-tenths
of the teachers of nine-tenths of the
publio school children tn this land have
been selected from the ranks of
women, wbo excel men In Inductive
teaching. It was a splendid assertion
of respect for woman-kind that in
spired men from time to time to recog
nise the mothers, wives, slaters and
daughters even as their superiors In
many of tha struggles that Incline hu
mankind to bo angelic No one has
told the story better la the English
language than Joaquin Miller told It
In his poem. "Tha Mothers of Men," for
you caa see your own mother In every
line:
The Mothers erf Sfaa.
The bravest battle that e-rer was fought I
sitting at Mb desk in the inner office.
I was indignant over such treatment,
and I'm afraid I didn't manage to con
ceal the fact. I proceeded to air my
opinion of the outfit in terms that were
more forcible than elegant, and the sec
retary threatened to call a policeman
and have me removed. 1
That didn't scare me a little bit, and
I went right on with my remarks.
Among other choice selections of ora
tory that I let loose I recollect telling
the secretary that the, time would come,
I VjENT OUT WO MADE
SEVERAL LITTLE
TALKS FOR HIM-
when he wouldn't have to lie for John
R. Walsh for a living.
That capped the climax. aAd he made
good his threat and called a policeman.
I remained until the officer came, in
the mean time finding no difficulty in
finishing what I had started out to say.
The policeman was a llkely-looklng
young fellow, with "peace" written all
CONTINUED FROM PACE 6
Shall I tall you where and wbent
Ob tha map of tha world you will find It
not.
Twaa fought by tbe mothers of man.
Kay. not .with cannon ball nor battle shot.
With eword nor nobler pny
Kar. not with eloquent worde or thought, ,
From the mouths of wonderful men 1
Bat deep In the walled-up woman's heart.
Of woman that would not yield.
But bravely, allently. bore ber part,
Lo. there Is that battlefield I
No marshaling troop, no blvouee song.
No banner to rleam or wave;
But oh I tbee battlea they laet so long;
From babyhood, dowa to the (rave.
Tet faithful as a bridge ef stars
Phe fights In her Valled-up town.
yilhte on and on in the endlaea wars.
Then auent, unseen, goes down.
OM gpotleea woman In a world of shame.
With splendid and silent aoora,
Oo back to Ood as white aa you came.
Tha klngUaet warrior aver born I
Winning a Wife.
As an author ho was first known as
Giles Qaaton and his wife as Minnie
Myrtle. They were regular contribu
tors to the Eugene (Oregon) Review,
of which Miller was editor. An edito
rial request came for the name and
address of the talented Minnie Myr
tle" and tha answer returned that she
was Minnie Dyer.
Correspondence became active, where
upon Miller decided to visit her home
by the sea. There were no wagon
roads In all that country then; but his
mount was sure of foot- Along the
way tha poet passed a cabin on the
Coqullle. and there asked for Informa
tion aa to the direction of the trail. A
boy was chopping trees In the forest at
the time, and boylike was attracted
by the strong, rugged face of the fron
tier rider, made mor commanding by
his ready weapon strapped to his side
and by his dauntless dare-devil visage.
That boy was Binger Hermann, after
ward Congressman from Oregon and
later United States Commissioner of
Lands.
It was In tha darkness of Thursday
night that tha rider reached the Dyer
home from over the Indian trails. The
ocean was wildly rolling Its angry bil
lows upon the beach below when- the
poet, costumed In regular frontier garb,
with legglna and spurs, and with dra
goon pistols In his belt, rapped at the
Dyer home. It was his first visit. Miss
Minnie had never met him before. And
all this took place while Judge Gre
gory, of Curry County, was sitting
cosily before the .glowing fire In the
backwoods' dwelling, a visitor to the
Dyer family and a receptive candi
date for Stiss Minnie's hand. This was
the beginning.
On the Sunday morning following,
the young Judge, who had been mak
ing his regular weekly visits, appeared
at the door of the Dyer home. There
he was met by Minnie and her new
friend. Miller. She took her exit.
Whereupon Mr. Miller said: "Judge, 1 11
have a word with you. sir. Miss Minnie
and I are to be married In a few mo
ments and you are to have the honor of
performing the ceremony."
Marrying another fellow to his own
best girl was one feature of law that
the fainting official had not antlcl-1
Dedicated to All My Old Comrades and Lovers of
the Sport, Who Have Made the Game What It Is
Today, and to All Those Who Will Continue to
"Play Ball" After We Oldtimers Have Struck Out
for the Lst Time.
over his face. 'and he only smiled when
I advised him In a fatherly way to keep
neutral.
'I wouldn't lay .hands on you. Cap
tain, If I lost mx Job for not doing it,
he said.
I had my say and the show was over,
so I left the office In company with the
young preserver of the peace, and be
fore we had reached the street we were
discussing, baseball. I was richt, though.
In my prediction that Walsh's secre
tary would find a more honorable Job
than the one he was In. He afterward
became quite a leading light In the po
litical world, and was prominent in lo
cal politics.
As for his msster well, the story of
how he overreached himself and Is now
an inmate of a F etferal prison is known
to everyone, and I would be the last
one to grudge him the sympathy to
which he Is entitled.
Title of next chapter: "I Decline a
Proposed Testimonial."
Copyrlht. 1911. by the VcClore News
paper Syndicate in Oreat Britain and Can
ada. All rights reaerved.) ..
CHAPTER XXXIV.
I Decline a Proposed Testimonial.
AFTER I was released by the Chi
cago management my plans were
apparently of great Interest to
both press and public. If I had been
equally interested In a tithe of the
schemes that were Imputed to me I
should have "gone bughouse" Inside of
a week. Every day brought out a
couple of new ones I was to manage
this club," that club and the other club;
I was to play here and play there, and
In fact there wasn't much that I wasn't
a-olna to do, according to the papers.
And avery one of these line proposi
tions had millions la it.
Looking over an old scrapbook of
Mrs. Aneon's the other day I came
across a clipping wnicn staieo. in euuor
earnest that I was on the point of
opening the A. C. Anson Baseball Col
lege, a prospectus of which was actual
ly given. The fellow who Invented that
was certainly a crackerjack at his
trade, and It wasn't very difficult to
discover what his trade was. - '
My break with the Chicago club
didn't In any way Interfere with the
friendly relations -between A. O. Spald
ing and myself. To all suggestions
from outside mischief makers that he
had actually engineered the deal. I
turned a deaf ear. In our long and
close friendship, covering a period of
nearly a quarter of a century, I had
always found him perfectly loyal to
my Interests, and nobody could -have
Juggled me into thinking he had ever
thought of throwing me down.
Something happened Just then to con
firm me In my good opinion of my old
friend. I was informed that he had
set on foot a scheme to give me a big
money testimonial and bad called a
meeting at the Chicago Athletto Club to
set the thing In motion. I couldn't help
being touched by the kindness, but the
idea of becoming a public beneficiary
the scheme was to let everybody who
felt like It contribute was repugnant
to me. When I mentioned It to Mrs.
pated. But as soon as he regained him
self sufficiently he performed the cere
mony, whloh was aa -awkwardly done
as it was confessedly embarrassing to
the officiating Judge.
The ceremony was over, but it was
followed by one continuous storm.
Many a heroine has been made great
in history by the possession of a small
share of Minnie Myrtle Miller's heroic
endurance, daring courage, her calm
self-possession and her loyal heart and
creative brain. She was talented, so
was he. But they were woefully mis
mated, the story cloud crossed and re
crossed their way till adversity sep
arated their paths. But they were
finally reconciled to each other Just aa
she was triumphantly stepping over
into another chamber of God's beautiful
mansion. -
Her sweet disposition, aa wall as her
poetlo talent, was contagious. She pro
duced a marked change of the charac
ter andy writings of her husband. That
delicate and refined love for the truly
beautiful In tha nature and breadth and
warmth of sympathy for the erring and
unfortunate which characterised his
writings must be admitted to date from
his marriage. We have seen that a
composite picture is made up of the
best pictures of two or mora indivi
duals. Many of Joaquin Miller's poems
may be considered composites: combin
ing the keen perception and fiery dash
of the young pioneer, as hit earlier
writings display him, with tha kindly
thought, the gentle touch and delicate
colorlngv Inseparable from all which
has been said and done by hia lost
wife. This. Joaquin Miller fully real
ises, for he has said: "That which Is
best in my works was inspired by her."
Though their separation was long, a
sorrow to both, and the flowers have
blossomed for -many years over the
grave of the poetess, yet tn object, aim
and desire, they are one today; and the
soul of the beautiful bride which the
poet wooed and won In the wilds of
the Coqullle so long ago still shines
In all his lines and brightens all bis
pages.
Pet Chipmnnk Is Thrifty
. Little- Creature
Sejatrrel Owaed by Albany Woman
Performs Tricks.
ALBANY Or.. May (Special.)
That an ordinary chipmunk
makes a splendid pet has been
demonstrated by Mrs. L. e. Blaln. wife
of a prominent Albany merchant. Mrs.'
Blaln captured one of the little animals
last Summer and It has not only be
come thoroughly domesticated but has
become accustomed . to do tricks and
Is aa unfailing source of entertain
ment. The little Squirrel "was captured last
Slimmer while Mr. and Mrs. Blaln were
spending a few weeks at tha Brelten
bush Hot Springs. It entered a big
cracker can In a ,tent- at the springs
and tha owner of the can, happening
to see It enter, crawled up behind the
Anson I found that she felt exactly as
I did. She declared she should feel
ashamed to be. seen in public. A
short time before that I had pre
sented her with a handsome sealskin
coat, and she vowed -she'd never wear
it if I accepted the testimonial.
"Spalding and the other fellows think
it's sure to amount to $50,000 at the very
least," I tantalised her.
-I don't care if It's 5,000,000." she got
back at me. "I'm not going to wear
that Jacket downtown and have some
street urchin pipe up: 'Say, Bill, see
that lady? That's Pop Anson's wife, and
I helped pay for that sealskin she's got
on.' Don't you let them give you' a
cent"
I didn't. I couldn't I appreciated trie
hearty good will and fellowship of the
orlnglnator of the movement, but I could
not give up the feeling of personal In
dependence that meant so much to roe.
It would have been a great success
probably, for the scheme was Indorsed
by all the league magnates, by the press
almost universally' and by the lovers of
the game all over the country, but I
have never regretted my refusal to ac
cept the honor.
Well, don't for a moment think I was
Idle after I quit playing ball for the
Chicago folks. The first thing I tried to
do was to light on a scheme whereby
I could get possession of the Chicago
club. After considerable effort on my
part, I succeeded In obtaining an option
from Mr. Spalding, and then I hustled
to raise the money to pay for the 640
shares owned by Spalding and John R.
Walsh. Of the remaining H60 shares I
owned 130, and it was stipulated that I
was to pay the holder of the balance
of the stock-at the rate fixed by Mr.
Spalding J1B0 per share. I was not suc
cessful In raising the money, and I
finally gave It up as a bad Job. Nor did
I succeed 'in obtaining a franchise In
Chicago for the Western League. Had
I been able to do so. I could have put
another league team In Chioago, and I
believe It wotld have been a good thing
for the game and for all parties con
cerned. .
Shortly afterward I was offered the
position of manager' of the New Tork
team by Andrew Freedman. then the re
sponsible head of that organization. I
accepted, with the understanding that I
ahould have full control of the team in
matters of discipline. At that time the
New Yorkers were way down in the list.
and It would have taken a miracle to
put them on a championship footing
right away. I didn't work that miracle,
and Mr. FTeedman and his friends ad
mitted that they were disappointed. At
the end of a month I came to the con
clusion that It wag a case of too many
cooks spoiling the broth, and resigned.
A considerable sum of money was ten
dered to me in excess- of my salary, but
I took only what was coming to me.
In 189 there was a strong feeling In
baseball circles that the time had come
to launch, a rival association. I was
in favor of the-scheme, believing that
It would work for the good of the game.
Early In October, 1SS9, a meeting to talk
the matter over informally was held In
Chioago. I was present by special In
vitation, and after we had discussed
the matter I agreed to place a team in
Chicago In case a new association was
can and threw down the lid. ' From
this can It was transferred Into a fruit
can In whloh air-holes had been
punched and In which Mrs. Blaln car
ried the animal to her home In this
city.
At first .the little animal was kept
carefully shut up in a large 'cage,
which had been built for It but now
the door of the cage remains open
practically all of the time and the
chipmunk has the freedom of the Blaln
house. It always returns to Its cage,
however, without trouble, and despite
the fact that an open door gives free
access to the rooms of the house It
spends most of Its time In Its cage-
home. Outside doors of the house are
never left open, however, when the
squirrel Is out of its cage.
Most of the 'time tbe chipmunk Is
allowed to run about over the living-
rooms of the house wherever It de
sires, but Its favorite1 resting place,
next -to Its cage. Is upon a window-
seat which Is covered with flowers. It-
likes to play about among these
flowers anValso sit In the window
and look out at passersby.
The little animal also likes to play
around a bookoase and crawl in and
out over the rows of books. One day
Mrs. Blaln heard tha squirrel run
ning back and forth from Its cage
to the bookcase. It often runs about
this way and nothing was thought of
the matter until the trips assumed a
certain regularity. Then she investi
gated and found the chipmunk was
moving Its bed from tbe cage to a place
behind a row of books. The bed was
moved back to Its proper place and the
chipmunk has not offered to move since
that time.
But while It leaves Its bed In the
cage It takes the trouble to remake it
entirely every day or two. It will tear
the bed to pieces, pick apart all the
particles which form It and carefully
separate any part that has become
matted and then remake the bed Into
a downy nest.
The little fellow lives principally on
nuts and seeds of various kinds. Nuts
are cracked and placed In the cage
twice a day and Mrs, Blaln will often
feed the chipmunk at different times
when it climbs up Into ber lap. When
ever anyone in the house starts to
orack nuts either for the squirrel or
for wi on the table the little animal
quickly comes from his cage and ex
pects to be fed. He comes whether
hungry or not and with traditional
squirrel Instinct stores up In his Jaws
all the nuts that are given htm, taking
back to the cage all that he does not
care to eat at once.
No matter how little or how much
food is given him he always stores up
part of It and at any - time one can
find a supply of nuts or seeds hidden
away under the 'nest or in tbe corners
of his cage. He always has something
laid up for a "rainy day." -
In addition to giving the chipmunk
nuts Mrs. Blaln feeds It seeds of
various kinds and occasionally some
kind .of vegetable or grass. Sun
flower seeds are one of the animal's
delicacies and it appears to like them
better than anything else. Mrs.
Blaln also gives It a teasponful of milk
twice a day.
"We All Know Them.
"Did you enjoy the opera?"
"No, I didn't hear it."
"Why not?"
"Two women seated next to me kept
telling each other how they adored
music" Boston Transcript.
formed and providing a clrduit of eight
cities could be secured. By November
the business had progressed so far that
another meeting was held in New York.
I didn't show up, but nothing definite
was done. A third meeting was held in
.Philadelphia Just before the holidays.
Things began to look decidedly rosy.
Finally a meeting te effect a permanent
organization was called for February 12,
In Chicago. I was elected president,
and It was decided to open the playing
season April 16, with a circuit of eight
cities.
I confess that the scheme looked fishy
to me from the first, and I was not a
bit surprised when the movement col
lapsed. Some of the men most Interested
in it made up their quarrels with, the
league and others- could not . get hold
of the necessary financial backing. I
was disappointed, but I kner it was only
a matter of time.
In 1906 I got into politics in Chlacgo.
Ever hear how.it happened? Well, I
had been doing a little in that line for
a year or two. When my friend Tom
Barrett ran for Sheriff of Cook 'County
I went. out and made several little talks
for him and gave the reporters a chance
to write up a lot of fine stuff I didn't
and couldn't say. When Tom was
elected some paper suggested Anson for
deputy, but Tom didn't see the article
an it didn't occur to him. After a
while another paper mentioned my name
in connection with City Treasurer. That
set me to thinking.
Yes, I got a hunch on and made up
my mind to get busy and see what I
could pick up. The dope seemed fairly
good to me and I wanted to see what I
could do with it- I went around and
saw some of my friends on the Demo
cratic committee and played a little at
wire-pulling, but when the convention
got together I went out on strikes.
Anyhow, It was a starter in politics,
and that's half the game. Next time I
got there I was given the nomination
for City Clerk almost without asking
for it. That was a mighty proud day
for me, for it looked as if folks still bad
confidence In me and wanted to show It.
I got to work and my friends hustled
some and we scored. I don't mind tell
ing you I was as tickled over my elec
tion as I ever was over winning the pen
nant. - Everybody seemed satisfied and
it looked like an earned run for me.
If anybody has ever said that' I ever
neglected my post at the City Hall to
attend a ball game he's been mighty
careful to say it when Tve not been
within hearing distance.
Title of next chapter: "I Make My
Exit as a Biographer."
(Copyright, 19J.1, by the MoClure News
paper Syndicate. Copyright In Oreat
Britain and Canada. All rights reserved.)
. CHAPTER 85.
WITH my retirement from the Chi
cago club In 1897 my active con
nection with the game may be
said to have terminated. My month's
experience In the service of Andy Free
man Isn't worth remembering, and I
never do except when I have the night
mare. Take it straight from me, how
ever, that, my affection for the game
Is as strong today as it was when I
played It with my father and brother
In Marshalltown , more than 40 years
ago. I believe that for all time to come
it will be what it has been in the past
'-the great National sport of the Amer
ican people.
Looking back on my 27 years of ac
tive professional service on the dia
mond, I do not regret that I chose it
for my career, despite the fact that at
the time I entered the field profession
ally It seemed like a foolish thing for
a young man to do. It was In direct
opposition to the wishes of my. good
old father that I took the step a fact
that gave me a good deal less concern
at the time than it should have done
and it Is one of my happiest reflec
tions that eight years before he passed
out of this life he left us on Thanks
IN THE MONITOR'S
and the bow and stern; but these
marks were obliterated early "in the
aotlon. I would continually ask the
captain, "How does the 'Merrimao'
bear?" He replied, "On the starboard
beam," or "On the fort-quarter," as the
case might be. Then the difficulty was
to determine the direction of the starboard-beam,
or port-quarter, or any
other bearing.
It finally resulted, that when a gun
was ready for firing, the turret would
be started on its revolving Journey in
search of the target, and when found
it was taken "on the fly." because the
turret could not be accurately con
trolled. Once the Merrlmac tried to
ram us; but Worden avoided the direct
impact by the skillful use of the helm,
and she struck a glancing blow, which
dld.no damage. At the instant of col
lision I planted a solid ISO-pound shot
fair and square upon the forward part
of her casemate. Had the gun been
loaded with 80 pounds of powder, which
was the charge subsequently used with
similar guns, it is probable that this
shot would have penetrated U.er armor;
but the charge being limited to Id
pounds, the shot rebounded without doing-
any more damage than possibly to
start some of tbe beams of her armor
backing. The battle continued at close quar
ters without apparent damage to either
side. After a time, the supply of shot
in the turret being- exhausted, Worden
hauled off for about 15 minutes to re
plenish. The serving of the cartridges,
weighing but 15 pounds, was a matter
cf no difficulty; but the hoisting of the
heavy shot was a slow and tedious
operation, it being necessary that . the
turret should remain stationary,' In
order that the two acuttlea.ene in the
deck and the other In the floor of the
turret, should be in line. Worden took'
advantage of the lull, and passed
through the port-hole upon the deck
outside to get a better view of the
situation. He soon renewed the attack,
and the contest continued as before.
Captain J Injured.
, Two important points were constant
ly kept in mind; 'first, to prevent the
enemy's projectiles from entering the
turret through the port-holes for-the
explosion of a shell inside, by disabling
the men at the guns, would have end
ed the fight, as there was no relief
gun's crew on board: second, not to fire
into our own pilot-house. A careless
or impatient hand, during the confusion
arising from the whirligig motion of
the tower, might let-slip one of our big
shot against the pilot-house. For this
and other reasons I fired every gun
while I remained In the turret.
Soon after noon a shell from the ene
my's gun. the muzzle not ten yards dis
tant, struck the forward side of the
pilot-housa directly in the sight-bole, or
slit, and exploded.-cracking the second
iron log and partly lifting the top, leav
ing an opening. Worden was standing
Immediately behind this spot and re
ceived in his face tbe force of the blow,
which partly stunned him, and filling
his eyes with .powder, utterly blinded
him. - .
The injury was known only to ithose
In the pilot-house and Its immediate
vicinity. The flood of light rushing
through the top of tha pilot-house, now
giving, 1906 I could show him evi
dences of the appreciation In which my
service in the cause of baseball was
held by Henry Chadwlck. the "father
of baseball." This generous tribute
from the veteran authority on all mat
ters connected, with the game ap
peared in the League Guide for 1898
and the portion alluding to my retire
ment from baseball was as follows:
"Professional baseball history records
the development of many an original
AFTER. I LEFT THE DAMOND '
I VJTfcY NATURALLY TuRM
eO TO 8lLUfi.ft.D5.
character in the ranks alike of Its press
writers, its club magnates and its most
noteworthy players, but it can- safely
be said that Its most unique figure can
be found In the person of the league's
greatest representative on the field,
Adrian Constantino Anson, who today
stands forth as one of the most sturdy,
fearless and honest exemplars of pro
fessional baseball known to the game.
The bright, particular attribute of An
son Is his sterling integrity, combined
with which is his thorough indepen
dence. The former was strikingly il
lustrated at the very outset of his ca
reer as a member of the Chicago Club
In 1876, when he kept true to bis agree
ment with the club, although under tue
baseball law as it then existed tne
club could not have enforced Its con
tract and his independence was plainly
exhibited In the act of his refusing
this year to accept a money testimon
ial at the hands of his baseball friends,
he preferring to depend upon his exist
ing physical power for his maintenance,
rather than upon the proffered finan
cial aid.
."In some respects Anson resembles a
rough diamond, his brusque manner and
Impulsive temper needing the keen pol
ish of the refining wheel df the con
ventional amepities of life to make his
Inherent' worth 'ehlne forth to its full
brilliancy. Anson, too, reminds one
somewhat of that old Western pioneer,
Davy Crockett, inasmuch as his prac
tical motto Is "When you know you're
right, go ahead.' This latter trait was
shown conspicuousy n the year of the
players' revolt, in 1890, when almost
alone as a minority man he stood by
the National League in its greatest
hour of need in opposition to the deser
tion of hundreds of his confreres In the
league ranks'. In these prominent char
acteristics, we say, Anson stands as the
most unique player In the annals of
the professional fraternity."
That was the verdict which whether
I deserved it or not was more satisfac
tory to the old lover of the game at
Marshalltown than would have been- the
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partly open, caused Worden, blind as
he was, to believe that the pilot-house
was seriously Injured. If not destroyed;
he therefore gave orders to put tha
helm toeatarboard and "sheer off." Thus
the "Monitor" retired temporarily from
the action. In order to ascertain the ex
tent of the injuries she had received.
At the same time Worden sent for me,
and leaving Stlmers the only officer in
the turret, I went forward at once, and
found him standing at the foot of the
ladder leading to tha pilot-house.
He was a ghastly sight, with his eyes
closed and the blood apparently rush
lng from every pore In the upper part
of his faoe. He told me that ha was
seriously wounded, and directed me to
take command. I assisted In leading
him to a sofa In his cabin, where he
was tenderly cared for by Dr. Logue,
and then I assumed command. Blind
and suffering as he was, Worden's
fortitude never forsook him; he fre
quently asked from his bed of pain of
the progress of affairs, and when told
that the 'TOlnnesota was saved, he
saio, men i can die nappy."
Last Shots of the Battle.
When I reached my station In the pi
lot-house, ,1 found that the Iron log
was fractured and the top partly open;
but the steering-gear was still intact,
and the pilot-house was not totally de
stroyed, as had been feared. In the
confusion of the moment resulting from
so serious an injury to tbe command
ing officer, the Monitor had been
moving without direction. Exactly how
much time elapsed from the moment
that Worden was wounded until I had
reached the pilot-house and completed
the examination of the Injury at that
point, and determined what course to
pursue In the damaged condition of the
vessel. It la Impossible to state; but it
could hardly have exceeded 20 minutes
at the utmost.
During this time the Merrimao, which
was leaking, badly, had started In the
direction of the Elizabeth River; and.
on taking my station In tbe pilot-house
and turning . the vessel's head in the
direction of the Merrimao, I saw that
she was already in retreat. A few
shots were fired at the retiring vessel,
and she continued on to Norfolk. I re
turned with the Monitor to the side
of the Minnesota. Shortly afterward
Worden was transferred to a tug, and
that night he was carried to Washing
ton. The fight was over. We had gained
a great victory. This the Confederates
denied. But it has never been denied
that the object of the Merrimac on the
9th of March was to complete the de
struction of tbe Union fleet in Hamp
ton Roads, and that she was complete
ly foiled and driven off by the Monitor:
nor has it been denied that at the close
of tha engagement the Merrlmac re
treated to Norfolk, leaVlng the Moni
tor in possession of the field.
In this engagement Captain Worden
displayed the highest qualities as an
officer and man. He was In his prime
H years oia) and carried with him
the ripe experience of 28 years in the
naval service. He Joined the shin a
sick man,' having but recently left a
prison in the South. Having accepted
his orders against the protests of his
physicians and the entreaties of his
news that his self-willed son had been
made a member of the President's Cabi
net. Now, although I don't suppose the
public cares a whole lot about wbat I
have been doing since I retired from
baseball, I'd like to say, for my own
Comfort, that so far I haven't been ob
liged to join the bread line. In one
of the early "chapters of this story I
confessed that I had a soft spot in my -heart
for the game of billiards. I might
have said that since the days of my
early boyhood I have sort of divided my
attention between baseball and billiards, r
always, of course, giving the preference
to the former. After I left the diamond
I very naturally turned to billiards, and
eventually adopted It as a business.
The game of billiards has undergone
many and frequent changes since I be
gan playing baseball for a living. When
I think of that old table in the Anson
House at Marshalltown it makes me
wish I could get possession of it: It
would be a splendid start for a museum.
The four-ball game and the old-fash-toned
pocket table are things of the
past, but even In those days it was a
good game. It is also a fact that some
of the famous ballplayers have been
experts with the cue. Frank C Ives,
who won the title of "Young Napoleon
of Billiards," played ball with a pro
fessional team long before he made his -reputation
at billiards.
The first expert of note I ever met
over a billiard table was Eugene Kim
ball, who, in 1871, was a member of.. . ,
the Forest City baseball club of Cleve- ''' '
land, O., and who at that time had a
good reputation both as- a ballplayer
and as a knight of the cue. It was
while I was playing with the Philadel
phia Athletics that I made my public
debut as a bllliardist. James Lentz, a
New Jersey professional, who had
cleaned out everything In his line In
the land of sandflies and mosquitoes,
took me ,on for a match, 300 points up,
at the old three-ball style of billiards,
for stakes of $100 a side, and I beat
him by a score of 300 to 252.
I admit that my victory gave me a
pretty good opinion of my ability as a
billiard player, but it didn't interfere
with my devotion to baseball. To show
you that it didn't make me waver in
my allegiance to the game of games I
will state that it was not until more
than ten years afterward that I ap
peared again before the public as a
billiard player. Frank Parker, ex
champion of , the old four-ball game,
believed that he knew the 14-lnch balk
line game well enough to down me
easily and to show him that I did not
share' his belief I made a match with
him for stakes of $250 a side. The
match was played at Central Musio
Hall, Chicago, and I surprised Parker
and his friends and perhaps some of
my own by winning the match by a
score of 500 to 866, averaging in the
nelgnborhood of five.
But when It comes to the final show
down the thing that gives me the most
unqualified satisfaction is my batting
and fielding record for the 23 years of
my active connection with the Chicago
Club. Let me present It with my final
bow:
Per cent Per cent
Years. ' Games, base hits, fielding
1S75 69 .818 .82(1
1876 t -343 .Siitt
1877 , 07 -3:'5 .SOS
187J SB '.3;6 .81 S
1871 w... 49 .407 .974
18H .T. .. 84 .8-19 .977
18R1 84 .899 .975
18H2 8-i .'!7 .94
1883 98 .867 .904
18S4 Ill .337 .P"",4
18S6 112 .322 .971 .
lSKtl 12-, .871 .949
1SS7 .421 .947
1SH8 134 .343 .98.1
1889 134 .341 .682
1890 13U .811 .978
1891 13 .2!4 .981 '
1892 ....... 147 .274 .071
11MI3 101 .313 .9S1
1S94 83 .K94 .9fc8
185 122 .338 . .990
1SU6 100 .335 .98a
1897 112 .802 .987
Tha End.
TURRET
family, nothing would deter him from
the enterprise. He arrived on the battle-ground
amidst the disaster and
gloom, almost despair, of the Union
people, who had little faith that he
could beat back the powerful Merrl
mac, after her experience with the
Cumberland and Congress. Without en
couragement, single handed, and with
out speclfio orders from any source,
he rose above the atmosphere of doubt
and depression which surrounded him,
and with unflinching nerve and un
daunted courage he hurled his little
untried vessel against his huge, well
proved antagonist, and won the battle.
He was victor in the nrsf Iron-clad
battle of the world's history.
(Copyright, 1911, by the Century Com
pany. The Sacred Cod on View.
New York World.
Tha cod was the forerunner of Amer
ican aristocracy, - He boasts no Nor
man blood and his name Is emblazoned,
in no Domesday Book, but New Eng
land heraldry has celebrated him for
generations. Even discriminating Bos
ton has deified him, and a creature
which In New York Is boiled and served
with egg sauoe Is at the Hub enshrined
upon the altars of liberty and guarded
by the holy vestals. That Is to say,
these honors are paid to the Yankee
cod caught or purchased in Canadian
waters by fishermen cruising under tbe
American flag. A plain, ordinary Cana
dian cod Introduced by a native of the
Dominion Is not only rejected by good
society In Massachusetts, but if he In
sists upon landing he Is taxed at the
custom-house at the rate of three
quarters of a cent a pound. From all
thief it will appear that the cod, like
many another aristocrat, derives his
coronet- and his pretensions from priv
ilege. It Is privilege and not the cod
that has been disturbed. Fresh, salted,
shredded and In balls, the saored flnii
still reposes In Gloucester's bosom, tt
llneage unquestioned, its past at least
secure. Nothing is the matter with the
codfish aristocracy except ,J;he pro
posal by Mr. Taft to take away that
three-quarters of a cent & pound.
England's Beer Money.
London Chronicle.
A relio of the time when ale was th
national beverage is seen in the "beer
money" of domestlo servants. The cus
tom of giving this dates back to a time
when breweries began to supersede the
private brewing by families. Yet even
now we occasionally see an advertise
ment for a butler who is competent to
brew. And the ale brewed according to '
old-fashioned formula and. from malt
and hops Is worth drinking if vou can
stumble across it, especially the nappy
alo such as Chaucer described.
' Merely a Test Case.
Success Magazine.
A burly negro came to the doctor of
a West African missionary settlement.
dragging nis reluctant wife with him.
"Doctor, pull one of my wife's teeth
out," said he. .
The doctor examined the woman's'
mouth and found only sound teeth.
"Oh, that makes no difference." said
the Interested negro. "Pull one any-
way.-- ii it aoesn t nurt too muoh you .
can pull my tooth that Is aching." '.