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Show Sporting Life. Tlie principal event of the week in the local study of baseballogy, outsido of the magnificent benefit given the Salt Lake Press club, was the sudden fading away in a night of "Old Chap" Davis C. MacAndrows, the gentleman from the cultured precints of Bawston, who kindly condescended conde-scended to serve for a few days with Manager Borcher's , Misfits as day watchman on the third cushion. The "Indian," as lie is better known, especially in football circles, has been absorbing telephonic knowledge at Kemmerer, Wyo., during the winter and spring months, but as the summer came on the smoke of the battles on Utah's diamonds got up his noso and the old warhorso, after stamping around a while 11: a perfectly scandalous manner and telling every man, woman and child within reach of his velvety tenor voice how he used to cut-up back East when he was in college at dear old Dahmuth, finally slipped his halter and broke his way through the brush as far as Logan, where he joined the Greatest Show on Earth, Wild Bill IS Borcher's Band of Aerial Artistic Misfits, and went H through the agony of three performances in which H ho appeared in his famous Gus Hill act with, the H clubs and played the leading role in that touching H pastoral drama entitled "Col. Boot's Busy Day." H His greeting from the audience on his appear- H ance in the latter role was not of such a char- H acter as to get him many engagements with H Charley Frohman next season and the super-sen- H sitivo young man broke down as he saw his fondest H hopes dashed to the mat for a pin-fall, three points H touching. That night, after he sought his note, ho was seized with a violent attack of cold feet a sporting term well known among poker dabblers H and, rapidly growing worse, he made a flying H tackle for the 10:40 train going north and hiked H for the comforting serenity of Kemmerer with his H load of sorrow and whatever else ho may have accumulated where he could shine as the great B big IT, "no matter what those vulgar papers said," and where he could run the little sage-brush league he started as a pastime early in the season, lo his hearts' contont. In the meantime, many sorrowing hearts are left behind him here in Zion, especially among the n fair society buds, for Davy was a regular "deevil amang th' wummen." Manager Borcher's grief is something awesome to behold, but he will endeavor to bear up under his loss. The latest proposition is to call the present league series at and end on the loth of this month, keep the same schedule with, perhaps, a few changes, and start a new season to finish out the baseball year. Of course, the championship of the first series will be conceded to Ogden, as they are as far from here to the coast ahead of their near-Hcst near-Hcst competitor. There is a chance, however, as the have lost the two best men on the team, Casey and Clark, and at present have only one pitcher in Thomas, as Richards don't count, that some one of the other four clubs will have a chance to pull off the second series as the teams will be as evenly matched as it is possible to get them, in which case the two winners will be brought together in a series of games for the championship. This scheme seems to meet with the approbation of both players and public and will probably be adopted as Logan, the team which Ogdon and Salt Lako were so anxious to force out of the league, has got its Irish up and swears by all that is holy they will stick until "th' last galoots ashore." The supporters of the nine have oven gone so far to do what no other bunch in ho teague have done, though better able to afford Ku- A purse has been made up of $25 to bo divided among the players for every game they win, with the result that the men are out for the scalps of opponents with a barrel of basehit knives concealed con-cealed in their underwear. As things look at present Ogden is the weak sister in the league so far as patronage is concerned con-cerned and were it not for the rivalry between this city and that jerkwater town which' serves to draw out the crowd when the Lobsters play here and puts the only coinero they get in their pockets, it would be just as well to pass them up. |