heavens opened, revealing undreamed-of glory.
' '"Deaf little brother, we lover you," and the sisters pat the soft,
pink cheek. j
Tomorrow the sisters will be women. They will know another
love, a love' so strong that it will carry them away from father's
home', mother's arms, sister's bed, brother's embrace. This will be
right and in fulfillment of life's first command. Then, when heaven
smiles upon them, after the lightning has flashed and the skies
turned black for a few days, other wonders will come and the great
est of alMoves will fill their hearts.
And again the sisters will ask: "Where did you come from,
BILLY EVANS SAYS
Jack Warhop of the Yankees
is probably the smallest pitcher
in the major league and one of
the gamest that ever stepped on
the rubber. If some big fellows
had his heart, they would be un
beatable. Warhop received his early
training as a member of the Ne
braska indians. Jack is a pale
face, with a good old Irish name,
but the manager of the indians
insisted that if he desired to play
with the team he must adopt an
indian monacher. Jack picked
One day Jack received a beat
ing and was derricked about the
seventh inning. He had changed
hjs clothes by the time the crowd
was filing out of the park and I
bumped into him as we entered
the subway. We were discussing
something' that had happened
when a fan, tapping Jack on the
shoulder, and begging pardon,
"Are you an indian, Mr, War
hop?" I couldn't figure Jack's reason
ing when he replied:
"Have you ever seen Chief
Bender pitch?" The fan replied
that he had.
"Did you ever see him get hit
like I did this afternoon?"
"Never," answered the fan.
"Well, Bender fs a real indian,"
said Warhop. The man walked
away, expressing his thanks.
The bush league is full of
beautiful motto signs, "Wei-
"New discovery. Re-inforced
concrete!" shouted the builders a
few years ago. Not much Thev
used it in the old palace of the
Louvre in Paris and way, way
back in ancient Romev
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