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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, November 03, 1913, Image 12

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versatio,n stuff instead of the usual
flow of gab.
"The newspapers had been criticis
ing the players for roughness and
bad language, and we wanted to
prove we could beas decent.
"The first half inning was lovely
Even whentTim Hurst called a strike
on Tom. McCarthy that was a foot,
high, there was no outbreak.
" 'Wasn't that ball a trifle high, Mr.
Umpire?' Tom asked, all courtesy. 'I
fear I may have erred in judgment,
Mr. McCarthy, kindly overlook it if
you will,' replied Tim with a grin,
"And in our half when Jack Doyle,
went down to second in a cloud of
dust and Tim said 'Out!' Jack jump
ed up, red in the face, yelled 'What
the caught himself and said, 'Par
don me, but I thought Mr. Long
failed to touch me.' And says Her
man Long, equally polite, 'I am under
the impression that I did touch Mr.
Doyle,' just as Chesterfieldian as you
"But the blow-off came in the sec
ond. We had three on the bases and
two gone, with Jennings at bat Reitz
made a dash for the plate on what he
thought was a passed balL The Bos
ton catcher, recovered the hall, but
as he dove tor the plate Jennings
wandered into him and spilled him
ten feet away.
" '.Out for interference!' yelped
Hurst and then -everybody arrived
at the plate in a bunch.
" 'You Irish loafer!' shrieked Reitz,
'what am I out for?'
" 'You red-headed stiff!' roared the
Boston catcher at Jennings, 'I ought
to knock your block off and for two
cents I'd do it.'
" 'You're a piece of cheese,' snarled
Jennings, 'and this bum umpire is a
porch-climbing burglar.'
" 'For Moses' sake, remember,' I
butted in, 'that this is supposed to be
a polite and courteous game to prove
we know hqw to behave.' And some
body hit me across the may with a
catcher's glove.
"'I can lick every man of yezl'
howled Tim Hurst, 'and I'll do it if
ye're not back back .in yer places in
side half a minute.'
" 'You're a cheap crook!' howled '
Muggsy McGr&w.
"Ye're all a. bunch of yellow dogs,'
replied JETurst and there the matter
lSjew York, Nov. 3. Long-horn
steers, full of Southwestern ginger
and loco weed, stampeded Fifth ave
nue today and left in their trail one
man dead, another shot and many
badly frightened. The Animals, about
niLceu lit uuinuer, oro,Ke loose irom
a slaughter house on the North river.
They had just arrived from the West
and while being let into the yards,
they jumped over the fence and were
away before anyone could' stop them.
A bull charged a watchman and a
bullet from a policeman's revolver
felled the man. A waiter in front
"of the St. Regis Hotel was shot in the
foot by another pursuing policeman.
One of the animals ran into a chapel
of St Patrick's cathedral, but was
driven away before doing any dam
age. Other steers were shot in Cen
tral Park, in front of Cardinal Far
ley's residence, and more are still
loose on the upper East Side.
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