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.
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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.
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