Lefty Locke Pitcher-Manager

in carriages and automobiles. The covered reserved seats were filled, and, shielding themselves from the sun with umbrellas, an eager cr

whom could read or write, were displaying their ignorance by their remarks about the game and th

orth to the coaching position near third. "Here's w

ird baseman, selected his bat and tr

said he. "We go

nst the pill and crack the

d his mask, crouched, signaled. Locke whipped

make for the first mooring. Show our highly steamed friend Lefty that h

the batter caught himself in his swing. "Puta the bal

r. The batter fouled again, lifting the

Sommers, returning after having made a vain start i

," he advised. "I sp

ccio drove it into right for a pretty single, bringing shouts of

them pound you off the slab in the first inning, for that would puncture a hard-earned reputation and bring tears of regret to my tender eyes. For fear that you may be careless or disdainful, I warn you that

queer halting walk, like a person on stilts, and his appearance was so ludicrous that the spectators tittered and la

awled, in a nasal voice. "I can hit um acrost the knees

d Locke, putting one over l

ng strides. For all of his awkward walk and the fact that he ran like a frightened giraffe,

wisted out of his fingers. It was an error on a hard chance, for by the

ewed from another," said Wiley. "Beamy carries a rabbit's foot; that's why he's second

nst us pitching?" he cried. "And such an easiness! Took

as he walked into position. "It's a pain it gives me, Lefty, but I

rn you again. This descendant of the Irish nobility can hit anything that sails over the platter. If it were not a distressing

cke to fan O'Reilley, and when the Irishman m

e'd better not let his sympathy carry him amain, whatev

Jammers to get the jump. They were a confident, aggressive team, and would fight to the last gasp to hold an advantage. The southpaw

swinging two bats and chewing tobacco as he waited

"Swat it on der trade-mark an' clean der s

t over a

ooped O'Reille

nest," entreated Wiley. "You'

that the ball had so much on it, Barney let it pass. He made a mild kick when the ma

fielder had been playing in, Nuccio might possibly have scored had he not stumbled as he rounded the c

outed. "Head back

ering. He reached it ahead of the throw from t

eat Lefty Locke? If so, it must be true that his star is on the decli

f the spectators, who were friendly to the local team; for Locke had become very w

it looked as if the first inning would give him his answer. If he could not successfully hold in check this heterogeneous collection of bush talent, it was easy to understand what would

ging. He grinned like a Cheshire cat. "Always t'ought I could bump a real l

ed to spare his shoulder. In previous games it had proved effecti

ng back to the sack. The crafty little Italian had been creeping of

lm!" cried Cap'n Wile

o, taking care to keep himself unobtrusively in the background, was peering at him o

man. And We