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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, February 24, 1913, Image 12

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"to mow his way through the
American League, trimming all
the teams with ease. His greatest
feat was a 17-inning tie game
with the Athletics.
When the season closed Scott
was looked upon as one of the
stand-bys for 1912, and many pre
dictions were made that he would
win more games than Ed Walsh.
But there was something
wrong in 1912. His foolers failed
to fool and batters fattened their
averages against him. Then rheu
matism butted into the game and
put a further crimp in his ability.
Jim made heroic efforts to get in
condition, but they were of no
avail. He was useless to the team
and Manager Callahan suspended
him last fall for failure to keep in
condition.
What promised to be a sensa
tional year for the gent from
Wyoming wound up in a fizzle.
This year Scott realizes that he
must start off a winner if he ex
pects to draw pay in the big
league. He went to Paso Robles
early in February, a couple of
weeks ahead of the main squad of
the team, and has been working
out daily. When Callahan reach
ed camp this morning Scott told
Mm he was feeling fit and his arm
was limbering up nicely. That
was great news to Cal, for
IF Scott is "right" he will win
a "whole passel" of games.
o o
Twins, first thing, were the
proper punishment for that 82-year-old
Dr. David Gorton, who
married not for love, but for the
"eugenics."
THE IDOL
Ji IA
1 IfiPip
I hate to say a piece,
I HATE to elocute,
I hate to say a piece,
But mamma thinks it's cute.
I forget what I'm to say,
In fact, I always do ;
I forget what's I'm to say,
And mamma helps me through.
I never could recite,
I cry and hesitate ;
I never COULD recite,
But mamma says I'm great
o o-
Witness He threatened to
knock my brains out, and then
punched me in the stomach. Mag
istrate And didn't knock your
brains out? Witness No,

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