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STORIES OF THE NATIONAL PASTIME - , j
f , By Billy Evans.
"Where is Tim Hurst?" ; 0''
Time and again during the past 12 months Thave been asked
this question. It is strange that so well known a character could
drop from sight so quickly. Scarcely twtf years ago he was one ofi
the most talked of men in baseball. ''
Tim Hurst is a resident of New York. Althiugh born at Ash'3
land, Pa., he has lived in Gotham so long, that residing in any other
city would be camping out. For 20 years he has lived at the Bar-
tholdi hotel, of which he is regarded as one of the props.
And don't imagine that Timothy (who lost his American league
job for mistaking vthe face of Eddie Collins for a cuspidor), needs
sympathy. He is worth about $100,000 and it isn't stage money,
either. His bank roll is probably larger than that of all the major,
league umpires combined. He is a sport promoter, .boxing referee,
land will umpire when the offer is attractive. And he is a real estate
dealer extraordinary. - . c
I met Timon Broadway last summer and enjoyed a chat with
'him. "Long Tom" Hughes, Washington pitcher, jdined us and we
talked shop, with Tim doing mpst of the chattering. When he left
HJuerJies related a story ot turn, l tell it in nugnes woras:
"You remember the old Washington
grounds, with the 'hospital just outside
the left field fence? One day I was
bitching against Cleveland and was get
ting an. awful lacing, which was strange,
is I usually had something on the-JNaps.
1 But Lajoie, Bradley and Hickman were
:hreatening the lives ot patients in the
hospital with their drives, that day.
"Hurst was umpiring, and naturally
was sore at the mauling I was. getting,
f made the mistake of trying to take re-
'venge-on Hurst. I might Have had a chance with any of the average
jumps, but not with Timothy. I commented on his umpiring and
Ihe came back sarcastically about my. pitching. Finally I turnedr
;and asked : - . v . -
I " 'Who's pitching this game anyway?'
" 'Well,' he drawled, 'udging from the score, I should say one3
of those old fellows from the incurable ward over there,' at the samej
time jerking his thunib toward the. hopitwas through fop the
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