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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, April 29, 1913, Image 12

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h the sick list, from tonsllitis and may
be out of the game for ten days.
Rube Wado'ell, Minneapolis pitcher,
who. has been playing in, a northern
bush league to get in condition, fell
down the steps in ttierailroad sta
tion, at Columbus yesterlay, and is in
a hospital with a cut head. Rube be
lieved he was injform and was on his
way to rejoin the Millers.
Tommy Murphy is liable to lose the
nickname. "Harlem." The New York
er is strong for the Pacific coast be
cause, of the good treatment he has
received there and is figuring on
moving to California. A fight between
Murphy and Joe Rivers, to. take place
jiext month,- is being agitated by
coast promoters..
Phil BrocJoof Cleveland and Young
Saylor of Indianapolis fought ten "fast
rounds to a.draw in Cincinnati. Brock
almost had Saylor out in the sec
ond, but the Indianapolis lad rallied
during the rest of the bout.
Wireback of Pittsburgh ' defeated
anyaer ana snea 01 unicago, ou to
42, in the fourth game of the play
off for the International Three-Cushion
Billiard Ceague championship.
The series, is tied. Two more games
are to he played.
Jack Coombs, the Athletic pitcher,
is recovering from an attack of pneu
monia, but will notanake the western
trip with his team.. He will be- in
shape when .the cltfb gets home,
May 24.
With Acknowledgements to Jack London.
He's just around the corner, he's just across the- street r Tiis voice, is
warm and comradely, his words are soft-and sweet. He poses as ADVEN
TURE, all debonair and brave, though all the deeds of Barleycorn lead only
to thegrave! . '
He comes to you with laughter, j
He comes to you with song, 1
With soothing lies to trick the weak -
And glamor for the strong,
Along the road that you must tread
- "Wherever you may fare, ' ' ''
At every turn or resting place
John BarleycornMs there!
He masquerades as valor, he swaggers as Romance, and down the
road of broken hopes he leads the nierry dance. His eyes " are red and
gloating, there's poison on his breath, for call him any name you wilL

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