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RUNTS WANT A GAME UTTLE FELLOWS OF AMERICAN LEAGUE HURL DARE. ONr to Flay &*"•# Wrtn National » --y— VM*fntra Any***-.*** one at Amy Con von ant Tin-#— F-tenano Ar* Hard to But Alt tk* mats of tha National U a* at If to' !k*) ha«a it* oppoe *_a:ty of dcwn/tiotratne thrir bratra Ln« Ttn American Isagm runts ktir a.tkurarC as to Issue a chat Imp in tbr.r same. and offer to play tha ball cam- at>»t*rr* and at any <Mt*t)r»! urn* «ntu Malcolm Hat Leu ta ikJcafe Kirthf Fuse •'aetata May tsehalk at the American ksscue Kent* |»<* aa th* toe-up Of his tram Hath hr and Eddie Oeatte. «•* of tha aonn Optnu in tha dub. ar* » -dijr ewthnsiaoUc ot« tha idea aed ar* ta dead earnest ta thrir dsslre to uu* th* coat rot with a similar team from tha \atloaals Go ahead and issue tbr rhallaaca." said Scfcalk tha tallest mar of the kwach A Khoat as. nrrpcioc the man oa his taasa ar* under a*era*e bright ficuas c*ati would hare trouble i>.t -Kwwcfcluw" Ctcctte c* Wait* Sox Um- mmutMi to enlist with the Sum cavalry, where the re ttifeamu call for a £ feet 4 inches height Her* ia the Kant »s;uad PKefcetw— Wolfgang and I'teotte, White Soi Foster Red Sox. and Warfcop. Yankee* catcher—Schala. Whit* Sox FXflK heee Melania Athletics Second base—Maieel. Yankees Third baar Foe ter Senators. Lxrft field-High. Tigers t ester field—Milan Senator* llaght field- UeboM. Napa t'ulay—Morgan Senator*' Manager—Kid 0.1—aon. White Sox "Anything yow any will be all right for m» said Manager Kid Gleatcn when a*a*d for a statement "And make It as strong a* you please The akroager the better III like It Jua? rub It n thick Make em enjoy it And. aay, whatever you aay just tell 'em if a not strong enough Get me*" Orwet* instated on raying some thing "Say how do you like that patching ttali' 1 guess not-" he ex claimed Hut. oa the level, 1 don t Vert Yankee*. thank those National guys could get up a team that could stand • gbout of a show « th os MaranvlUe of the Jieaa* and Moran of the Cincinnati feeds would help some But what psuher* coaid they shew up? 1 ask again what pitchers could they get •e couldn't whang ail over the lot?" C.gewe C'Uwn -Coming Back " Eugene Elliott, the mBeider wbo was with the Near York Yankee* for a short time during the 1511 **-» saw Is ex rntag back to the team &! Mott had no quarrel rtk the Yankees hot was obl-ged to give up bate bail because of a severe attack of rheu matism He has been living in Be era tor the last three yearn, and is •aid to have been entirely cured of bis ailment He ha» been on the chit s rrr.r*r list since ES Stott ^-nt to the Yatkev* from the McKeesport team, which also developed Hay ( aid well tor the Yanhow*. CMsc* Pcs.-ses Brown* Prank E. Chance declare* that the V 0i Lou la Browns are the most im proved tram In the American league The Yankee leader says this after having met all of them This is what ho asy*: "The Improvement .a this Udesd MTvpUm is almost beyond hc-ttof" The man who has brought ahwwt this improvement is the same chat 0t Lems scribe experts ridiculed u a lake. ‘r.;ar -v-.#' C.., " I COURT HITS “PEONAGE” IN HOFMAN CASE “Artie** Hofman, Cie ver Brooklyn Player. ‘Artie Hofman won in Chicago the otter day—not at the Federal league jark. but in the municipal court As acting manager of the Brooklyn Feds he tost his game but as "Artie' Hof man. one-time Cub star, he won in court by defeating the Cubs in a lawsuit. 'r.rjQtntally he went far toward up setting the whole "economic system” of the National and American leagues. The verdict returned in Judge Do lan s court awarded 12.900 4? to Hof man. the amount claimed as back pay due from the Cubs fof the season of 1912 ' Peooagu" was the basis of the vic tory for Hofman He told his 6tory of having beer, "sold" by the Cubs, and of the refusal of the Cubs' presi dent. <'barest Webb Murphy, to make rood his contract Judge Dolan made It clear that the "peonage” which has been the constant source of complaint against the old major leagues, was illegal. "It is for the Jury to determine.” said Judge Dolan, "whether Hofman consented to be sold to the Pitts burgh team and whether he voluntar ;.’> entered into a new contract with Pittsburgh” And the Jury, after just 19 minutes of deliberation and balloting, de c ded that Hofman w as entitled to his money. I had a contract with the Chicagcf club of the National League for the season of April X to October 15. 1912, caXMng for $5,000,” Hofman testified "In June I was struck on the head by a ball and injured. The injury interfered with my playing and a week later—June 30—I received a let ter from Mr Murphy, president of the club, informing me that I had been disposed of to Pittsburgh. ■ After only a few weeks with Pitts burgh I was let out and all I ob tained from Pittsburgh was $694.47. When I demanded payment for the remainder of the amount called for in my contract with the Chicago club, Mr. Murphy told me I would have to look to Pittsburgh for my salary. *1 had received payments from the Chicago club early in the year of | . 1912, which, with the payment by Pittsburgh, left a balance of $2,900.47." Attorney Keehn devoted his argu ment chiefly to the "peonage" feature ; of the case "The evidence shows that the plain ! tiff has been the victim of a human market ’ he said, "a market in which men are bought and sold regardless of their own w ishes. Hofman s con tract was with the Chicago team. He was sold to another team and brief ly 'notified' he had been sold. When a system like that is countenanced in this country, what right have we to criticize Russia?” Charter Carr is certainly punishing the pellet. • • • Russ Ford is doing more than hold ing his own in the Federal league. • • • Pill Steen has replaced Vean Gregg as the Naps most reliable pitcher. • • • t Eddie Cicotte is one of the hardest worked pitchers in the American league. • • • Now they are beginning to call H'iduk Wagner Huerta, because he re fuses to quit. • • • President Gilmore says the Federate will land Walter Johnson if money can secure him Baseball must be slipping a little. J Franklin Baker isn't getting his usual circuit swat . . • Hefty Schultz is now a member of the Buffalo club He deserted Frank Chances Highlanders • • • P«-te Schneider ought to fit in with the rest of the Reds His name has a name that harmonizes with Herzog’s infield. • • • Muggsy MeGraw declares he will win the bunting this year because be has the best bunch of substitutes in the country. • • • Managers Rickey. Callahan and Bir mingham. of the Westers section, all consider the Detroit team a real pen nant-contender • • • Napoleon Lajoie may hare lost some t of his speed, but it's still worth the price of admission to watch him pick up a ground ball • • • Mike Faleuti. ex Brown and mem ber ef the Chattanooga Southern 1< ague team is out of the game for the season because of a broken leg. • • • Every manager in the American , league used to save his left-handers ' for Detroit, but the Tigers have been irn respecters of southpaws this sea son • • • A nifty pitching feat was performed j by Pitcher Gallia of the Kansas City A. A. team the ether day. He fanned three raen in a row on eleven pitched bails • • • The attendance in the East is in creasing every day of late, showing . that the fans are not tired of the | rational game, but are only waiting ! for the races to tighten up a bit. • • • The Detro-ts may be a one-man team, with Ty Cobb the one man. , but large-sized proportions of men , are Crawford. Bush. Dauss and Du j hue. not to mention several others. PHILLIES KEPT IN RUNNING First Baseman Fred Luderus Has Aid ed Materially in Keeping Phila delphia Team in Fight. Though Fred Luderus. first baseman of the Phillies, has not been hitting up < to his usual form this year, he has otherwise done a noble part in the ef fort to keep the wrecked Phillies In the running. The erratic work of his fellow infielders has made his task unusually hard. They keep> him on pins and needles with their wild throws and their bobbles, but through Fred W. Luderus. It all he has played fine ball. It's a nerve racking Job he has and it may be the psychological effect that in fluences his batting. However, he is a natural hitter and should soon strike his stride. In the meantime he cer tainly looks like the saving grace of Dooin's infield. McGraw 25 Years in the Game. Twenty-five years ago at this time John J. McGraw1 was just breaking in as a professional ball player. His contract was with the Olean. N. Y. team, and for six months of service he was paid $360. Now he is about to set out in October with a new record in copping four successive National league pennants, and incidentally he will receive $5,000 a month while turn ing the trick. He is forty-one years old. Generous to Bradley. The Toronto club has done the gpn erous thing by Bill Bradlev. -0w man aging the Brooklyn Federals. Fallow ing President Barrow’s ruling that no contract jumper could return to the International league, the Toronto club sent Bradley his outright release. Now he can claim that his record is clear with organized ball. Longest California Game. The longest game in the history ot the California league was played at Stockton May 16, when Stockton and Modesto battled lor 17 innings before either side could score. Modesto won 1 to 0. OF STERLING MERIT By MARY RUHL. I It seemed like a dream to Arthur ' Lessing to be back again at Squire Brenner's house that afternoon in i early May. The placid New England country, green with young grass, the apple trees In blossom, the well remembered scenes came back so vividly to his remembrance. It was four years since he had left Wakefield, to make his way in the world, and now. at the j age of twenty-six, he was back, Bren ner’s guest, and already with an es tablished position in the city. It was an open secret that he had come back to ask Madge to be his wife. They were old friends. She had written to him sometimes, and there was always a note of intimacy In her letters. It had been an idyllic love affair, though no word had been spoken. And they received him like an old friend. When Madge shook hauds 1 with him he felt the same subtle j touch of sympathy. And Edith, her sister, smiled as she greeted him. She seemed to know; everybody knew the purpose of bis return during that week that he was to be the guest of his father's oldest friend. Squire Brenner alluded tactfully tc the impending engagement as they strolled under the big chestnut trees together. "The man who gets Madge will be a lucky fellow,” he said. "She is a girl of sterling merit. And she will Inherit a good deal of money.” Then he turned suddenly and shook hands with the young fellow. In the old days he and Leslie Carter 1 had been rivals for Madge. Leslie had borne no malice when his suit was gently declined Lessing had hardly expected to see Carter there, hut hs seemed to be on intimate terms with the family. He. too, was a week-end guest at the Brenner home. During dinner Lessing noticed with ' a touch of the old Jealousy that Car tet seemed to have established a brotherly relationship with the girls. And this was all that was needed to kindle the young man's determina tion. He wonld ask Madge that night The opportunity was easily arrived at, for the squire retired to his li brary. and Mrs. Brenner nodded over her sewing. The girls and Carter had She Looked Worn and Haggard. gone out into the garden. Lessing lingering behind to settle Mrs. Bren ner in her chair and put the knitting needles in her lap. Then he hurried ouL Madge was waiting for him! That was a blunt way of putting it, and yet he knew that the same instinct of understanding which had always bound them together had sent her alone to that arbor beneath the chest nuts. The night was dark; he could only see her white dress shining. He went softly toward her. “Dearest," he whispered, taking her by the hands, “I love you. Will you be my wife?” “Yes,” she whispered, and pressed her lips to his. And then he found himself looking into Edith's dark eyes. It was well for his training that he had been schooled in a difficult world. He did not start or betray himself. He linked her arm through hlB and they started back toward the house together. And, at the door, stood Madge and Carter. “Aren’t you coming out—?” Carter began; and then the Eight of Less ing’s face checked him. “I want to tell you all',” said Less ing, “that Edith has promised to be my wife.” He kissed her again at the foot of the stairs and went up to his room. He sat for hours in his chair, thinking. All the rules of his breed ing toid him that the mistake must never be acknowledged. To ask a woman to be one's wife and then to j Jilt her was an unpardonable offense j in his code. He knew Edith had al ways cared a little for him; in the old days there had been a little jeal ousy between the girls on that ac count But the thought of Madge and what he had lost, the look of sur- i prise upon her face at the announce- ! ment—these things made life seem intolerable. And Edith loved him! There was no possibility of misunder standing what that expression had ! meant when she kissed him. A man who lives by a code is bound ■ with silken threads stronger than | steel. Lessing knew that there was no way out of the entanglement with honor. He was the first down in the morn ing. but after he had paced the grounds for a few minutes. Carter joined him. “I didn’t have much chance to con gratulate you last night," he said, of fering hi6 hand. "It’s odd. isn’t it?” he continued, with a short laugh. "Do you know, I always thought it was Madge you cared for.” Lessing tore himself away, because he could not trust himself to speak. As he entered the breakfast-room Madge passed him. They stopped and lpoked at each other for an instant. There were dark rings under her eyes, and she looked worn and hag gard Then she inclined her head slowly and was about to pass him. ■'Madge!" cried Lessing, suddenly. He touched her arm. "Won't you come here a moment?-' he asked, draw ing her toward the door. "Madge! 1 thought—” She tried to pass him, but he blocked the way. She was crying; she could not restrain herself. "Don’t!" he pleaded—and suddenly he was holding her in his arms and kissing her as he had done so often in his dreams, but had never done in reality. She lay in his arms without resist ing. and it was fully a minute before she could get her voice. "Why—why—?” she stammered. “It was you. Madge.” he cried des perately. "I thought that Edith was you. It was quite dark, and you both wore white dresses. I though that you knew, and that you had gone there to wait for me.” "Yon thought—it was—1?” she ex claimed, looking up at him with staring eyes. “1 made a mad mistake which I must atone for the rest of my life,” he answered. “Edith loves me, and she thinks I love her. You remember the old days? This must be good by, Madge, forever, my dear.” A silvery laugh from the breakfast room startled them. They spun round to see Edith standing there. “1 couldn't help hearing you.” she said, laughing happily. “O, Arthur, how foolish we both were! I could never have found courage to tell you—” "To tell me?” "That I thought you were Leslie," she replied. And then, in the revulsion of it all, Arthur kissed Edith again. But Madge did not seem to care. (Copyright. 1S14. by W. G. Chapman.) SACRED TO TENDER MEMORY Sunday Night Sparking a Time of Joy That Leaves Its Impression on the Heart Tbe Sunday night sparking is a sacred institution, the Manchester Mirror and American remarks. But for it life would be at a cer tain age not worth living, and race sui cide would become indeed a matter of serious apprehension. The man who has not tender mem ories of taking his girl home from Sun day evening service and going in for “a little while"' is apt to be a crusty bachelor, hating women because he never knew one in her most charming attitude. The man whose youth was never mellowed by a Sunday night kiss, stolen from not too unwilling lips, has missed half his life. Half? Yes. nine-tenths! The Sunday nights when tbe fire burned low—and the lamp, too—hold a hallowed place in the memories of every normal life. The low fire and the low light have cast a softened glow that reaches all the way to the grave. They who are grown old and heart hardened may sneer at It now and think that young hearts should be calloused as old ones are; but time was with all of us when we looked forward through the seven days of the week to Sunday night as the golden time of the week. And our fathers did It. And our grandfathers. And our great-grand fathers. It Is an ancient human cus tom that did not originate with our own youth or fall with iL Tbe chil dren do it in spite of our frowns. And onr grandchildren will. And our great-grandchildren. Generations come and go. hut Sunday night sparking remains. Value of Human Energy. To raise a dish of strawberries for your Christinas dinner requires enough energy to grow your bread for a year. The studied care which produces one orchid would, if employed in rais ing potatoes, give you a supply for many months. Labor is the vital commodity in most of the things we eat and wear and enjoy. It changes a pound of metal worth a couple of dollars into watch parts worth thousands. It converts $12 worth of cloth into a $50 suit of clothes. It multiplies the value of steel a hundred times when it makes razor blades. When human energy is so valuable a thing, it is surprising how much of it is thrown away —Philadelphia Pub lic Ledger. Were In Embryo. Mrs. Bourcher (Miss Violet Van brugh i tells a story of two actors who were discussing their professional ca reers. One of them mentioned that since he last saw the other he had left the stage. “But why did you leave the stage?” his friend asked, in surprise. “Well." replied the other. “I had a hint that 1 was not suited for it.” "I see," was the friend’s comment. “The little birds told you, eh?” “Well, no; not exactly,” was the reply. “But they might have become birds if 1hey had been allowed to hatch.” They Take One Look. “How do you keep the girls at work? We employed girls for a time, but we found they spent too much time before the mirror.” "Our mirrors are all twisted, and make a girl's face look like it had been stepped on by a horse." Not Surprising. "■What So you think of an open meeting to discuss ways and means, by self-confessed rooters and graft ers?” "That’s nervy. Who are they?” “Members of a professional gar deners' dub.” And feel your thirst slip 1 away You'll finish refreshed, ff Wbetwf yoa ace *• Anow think of Coca-Cola. ■—REDWOOD SUPPLY**° TANKS —i LAST A LIFETIME— CAN'T RUST OR ROT—NO KNOTS We manufacture the celebrated Cali fornia Redwood tanka They neither shrink nor swell and cannot rot. Our tanks are held In perfect shape by a patented appliance, not found in any other tank made. Redwood tanks have been known to stand 68 years without decay. Cost no more than others Send for price list and men tion size of tank wanted. ATLAS TANKMF6. C0..219W.0.W. Bldfl..Osiahs HAD THE CAP AND MESSAGE! Monkey's Fun With Messenger Boy Was Altogether One-Sided, for a Period, at Least. A clerk on the fifth floor of the hall of records at New York saw a dark ob ject flit by a window and opened the window to investigate. As he poked his head out he saw a fairly large sized monkey chattering and scolding from the next window sill. Down be low a crowd had gathered attracted by the unusual sight, and among the most interested was a hatless mes senger boy. His interest was explained by the fact that he monkey held his hat in its paws and seemed about to tear it up, number plate, and all. "Run along. Bonny, and deliver your message,” said a stout man, who was among the watchers. "I'll stay till the monkey is caught, and keep your cap for you.” •'Dats all right,” said the messen ger. "but de message is in me cap." The monkey ran from window to window, trying to evade the volunteers who rapidly organized a pursuit and finally captured it. Its collar bore the name of William H. Benjamin of 56 Pine street. Over the telephone Mr. Benjamin said he bought the animal from a South American sailor recently, and it had escaped by unfastening its chain in his office before he could take to his home at Mterristown, N. J. Mr. Benjamin called at the hall of records later and got his monkey. The Mammoth Microbe. ‘‘The microbe craze is a good thing," said Dr. Egbert R. Hewittson, the well known histologist, at a dinner at At lantic City. , "Yes, the microbe craze is a good thing. It has cleaned up the world It has put a lot of diseases on tbe run. But, at the same time, it has its humorous side. "I frequently urge my little son to have nothing to do with dogs or cats, because they are full of microbes. This morning, however, 1 came upon him on the beach playing with a stray mongrel. But just as I came up he quitted th* mongrel hurriedly. "Papa," he said, “it’s true about dog6 having microbes. A big black microbe just jumped out of that dog's coat and lighted on my hand.' ’* Want Much Below. Church—Who was it who said that man wanted little here below? Gotham—I don't know; but evident ly he was not referring to the men who own the subways. Self-Evident. "Why do you name that especial kind of a hat band the 'Vaudeville?’" "Because, stupid, it's a headliner.” HIT THE SPOT. Postum Knocked Out Coffee Ails. There's a good deal of satisfaction and comfort in hitting upon the right thing to rid one of the varied and constant ailments caused by coffee drinking. “Ever since I can remember,” writes an Ind. woman, "my father has been a lover of his coffee, but the continued use of it so affected his Btomach that he could scarcely eat at times. “Mother had coffee-headache and dizziness, and if 1 drank coffee for breakfast 1 would taste it all day and usually go to bed with a headache. “One day father brought home a pkg. of Postum recommended by our grocer. Mother made it according to directions on the box and it just "hit the spot.” It has a dark, seal-brown color, changing to golden brown when cream is added, and a snappy taste similar to mild, high-grade coffee, and j we found that its continued use speed- i ily put an end to all our coffee ills. ' “That was at least ten years ago and Postum has, from that day to this, been a standing order of father's grocery bill. “When 1 married, my husband was a great coffee drinker, although he admitted that it hurt him. When I mentioned Postum he said he did not j like the taste of it. I told him 1 i could make it taste all right. He smiled and said, try It. The result : was a success, he won’t have any- j thing but Postum.” Name given by Postum Co., Battle ; Creek. Mich. Read “The Road to Wellville,” in pkgs. Postum now comes in two forms: v Regular Postum—must be well boiled—15c and 25c packages. Instant Postum—is a soluble pow der. Made in the cup with hot wa ter—no boiling—30c and 50c tins. The cost per cup of both kinds is about the same. “There’s a Reason” for Postum. —•old by Grocers. BLINDNESS IS BOY’S FATE Appalling Effect of Careless Action Will Be the Permanent Loss of Child's Eyesight. Gashed across the face by a pair of scissors which a playmate thought lessly wielded in a reckless manner, three-year-old Thomas Inglesbry will lose the sight of both eyes. The In jured toy is in a critical condition In the Polyclinic hospital, and physicians say that, even though an operation to remove the .erribly lacerated optics be necessary, he will be blinded for life. With several companions who were spending the evening in his home, young Inglesbry was cutting strips from a newspaper to solve a picture puzzle. One of his playmates, uncon scious of Ingiesbry’s presence, threw out the hand in which he was holding the scissors The sharp point struck the Inglesbry boy’s right eye and swept across the bridge of hi’s nose, penetrate ing the other eye. Both eyeballs wers almost gouged from their sockets. The wounded child's screams of agony attracted his parents, and they hur raed him to the hospital.—Philadelphia Inquirer. The Pilgrim. Alfred Noyes, the exponent of "pay ing poetry," told a good story at Princeton. * "One morning," he said, "my work was interrupted by a Westerner. He rushed in on me enthusiastically. He bruised my hand with the power of his cordial clasp. He made me sit down and write my name 50 times on a sheet of foolscap that he drew from his pocket—he wanted to distribute, he explained, my autograph among all his friends. He even urged me to write a poem for him—to dash a poem off while he looked on. This failing, he would not go till I had read -him a half dozen selections from my works." Mr. Noyes sighed. “And all the time.” he ended, "the duffer called me Boyes.” Bluecoats Rescue Kitten. A report was telephoned to the West One Hundred and Sixty-second street police station by Mrs. Emanuel Levy of 7 Hamilton place that 6ome one had fallen into a culvert opposite her home. Patrolman Xieand and two other policemen were hurried to the place. When they looked into the sewer they saw a kitten swimming about in the water ten feet below the street level. It had fallen through a four-inch opening while chasing a balL The patrolmen spent half an hour fish ing for the kitten with a rake. When they finally got it to the sidewalk it ran between the patrolmen's legs and disappeared around the corner.—New York Times. —————————— l Important to Mothers Examine carefully every bottle of CASTORIA, a safe and sure remedy foi infants and children, and see that it Bears the 1 Signature of i In Use For Over 30 Years. Children Cry for Fletcher's Castoria Afraid of Making Good. "I'm afraid.” said the lawyer, "that we will have to resort to the insanity plea.” “Don’t do that,” said the prisoner. "I served on a jury once. If I have to listen to another lot of expert argu ments on insanity I’ll go crazy sure." Every one from Seville, long famed as the home of the world’s best olives. Only the pick of the crop is offered to you under the Libby label. Sweet, Sour and Dill Pickle* Nature’s finest, put up Eke the home made land and all your trouble saveiL