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Show ; ....... - " .V;.':' I imuiu.iiinnmtn"""'" .... - ' J ! Tke isk League DemonJ!i to x Dolin made another grab and onco more the pony reared and lashed out with Mb tiny hoofs. I . - li thnv had li'ii any moiwy tn pr fctrloiutl football, ih tilrtmoml nev nutU have known t.. iplktd Imprint K'Mvjv Winn's numb,' flavins. Koo ba'l nua Polun'it cnmc. Ho ll j.Msn'u st hMfhaek that f er rlpptl Ii Wy through a Una 01' sniveling nunuti Uy, Ami ilia gram! oj winter ftnto, ui (tar slaushttrhoiis rule, tmlttnl in from to Uail liameta, H Doli could hd e bnl hlu own w ay ho won lt or hav plH.votl any 01 hor amo. t the sentlt tnen of the faculty took bai Jn A ti. affhlr.- --n.l pilchforkoti hi out into the oo!d world, with nothin b hln athletic racon! to i-coinrnnd him. So Patrick Henry lMlrtn turned KtAhal1. In the wtntrr Uin h hud K a dfinlaod with lontf hair: in the sniptn ha '"held down" first bano for the ooi:o nine, rerformlnu tha iat'or tusk wi RttOh .snap and daeh that a P- W leant eoo.it had him in low lontf before he hi done Muartinj: over some of the thlm tha faoulty memors said ubout liia brl but brilliant career. Patrick Hanry Dolan entered the P. 1 leamie with a chip on each shoulder ar splkea on both feet. !?a had been to that profeaalonal bsehall players made their bualnaaa to subdue tlw yovnx r cruit; and Poian, who had onoe whippt eevon football plavara In tha conrao of a afternoon, took oomfort tn the thou ft! that the lion tanitnrTrovild not be ;ict one-Mded. Dolaa Btood tlx feet and tw t lochea in his atooklnited feet, weight one hundred and nlnety-flvo pounds, an " was as hard at a mahogany knot. "Fatty" Cullen. mnaser, tfim c tain and catcher for tha Perryvilte tean took a lonn look at his prlie and bobbc his round, close-cropped head. "I've heard about you." he said. "01 don't swell up.' It wasn't anthlng core pHmentary. You used to hit .4' uKMnj calleaa pitchers. If you can hit .250 i this league and field fast enough to fcee away fiom the doK catcher. I'M givt 'o sevnty-fiv a momh and food you. Ai j"oti on?" "What do on think you're hiring? asked Pol an pleasantly. "If it's a me? sender boy you need, you'll find the o! flea down on Main street. Forget ths aavaoty-flva stuff I'm a hljrh-claaa mai I " put some c inner Into the bunch ( cripples vou're ralmlna off as a banaba team. That nettv-larceny money wouldn pov mv laundry 1 ill." "Mich class, eh?" sneered Cullen. V,'c'. you'll oea-ln Juot like a!l the others, an If you're worth more then seventy flv you'll fet it. This lent the KaUow learue. and lust because youVe been bear In a fresh -water colleea doesn' mean ;bat you'll break any fences In real league. Practice at nine tn th morning." How about a uniform?" asked Patric Herv. pllgh?!- subdued. Cullen hurat into a roar. "Think T ca w-afte uniforms on every long-legad du that says he's a ball player? Go str.d stea a uniform somewhere!" When the ground keeper arrived at th he developed an India-rub- fe if L',;r.ir Bsiimd him. ssiaem let on .iy air- i' " m.lCH.O all ll "" r ','tlio i lul.riou. "WoT Wnnsf pets WtsTk "0 SMtl'lS th. Kill ' " ' h0l4 U until IhS "Tlr" 1 'to"m" ssk Polan. " ; (n WIK al Plna '0,,0', thinK a pup can do." at " te iatf n to sflvloel , ,.,! vliii ulm ; SSI KlIlP who'll t.an clinaaa !. blase a leacat In in bw stent to bivs advice. 1 thn Invitation to wall". :,- sr days, rods bad UN a I' pt-w baits .m rouli-aml-l r Afterward. In rr. alllnf ha rmanihrnl that "e "V hlH right. Uittr h ('"'"J iMfil up In th" oornst unayr 'Toler, holdliia Me Ir't t m ;V his hand. Dolan wan drrnJ- "oord of then old men want to 'wona In baseball." ald n'"; to learn. Don't all sla at I . V plavrs srinnc.l unnvmpa-' unnvmpa-' tor Purtsc va Rol popular. iroublaa lo "Colonel t'lp. inT'm'lMerl tils law with that ;." ald Pndeo. ''then' wouMn t ' anvthinK to it. I never saw m eood-looklng dudes thai Suit if he sot a soM Pun?-rem Pun?-rem me. eolonel. this fsllosr iw .trenk as wide the Mla-er Mla-er You Just watch and you n fr It. How about a little piece t for that eve?" end of the first week, roller. . put Polan at first base w'th-r w'th-r tnilnlna. Swl ton. t'-e mske-baseman. mske-baseman. was not hlttlrs; ana jer must hit, even In the P. D- soinj In tomorrow." said Cul-lsn. Cul-lsn. "Arainst s touh team, i Wanderers are a herd outfit, iot half the umpires esred. and y to hang the Indian sifn on tch out for m " frlnned to himself for the rest veiling. He was beginning to it professional baseball n t ow game, after all nbef, now," said Cullen. Just ba-bell ba-bell rang, "those fellow will try you If they can. Don't lei 'em with anyibliui"' uriflofni-u I lot RnlKrll Il r of the Perryvllle club. The ' Scrap- i r.j were one game behind the anaer- and the long summer's race iia'J oaf' , wi.d down to a. fom -gaini; i-erlen. . PerrVvllls v. on two out of the first ins guiiu. played. Ater tho thlrt line, which was a etoss ons, tne aoutn-ick aoutn-ick rooters swaimeo out on toe oeia i Id threatened tho PerryVtUe Ple: olnn, right In hie element, punched rh , ngleader aeverfly In tho ey and lou'.'iH i- way to tin clubnOusS to escape beiruj lobl.ed. The fai man in lbs Iron) row f tho Kraiidstand elghed heevtb " "e Iped hla giiiesee. lie Jiad hoped to aco Mt linpiovemeni. The last gHine of the season brought ut the greatest crowd In the history 01 is league. A special train broujfht four undred PerryvtUe rooters, a brae hana, nd the official mascot;. CuMen '"J" oys The arrrslary of tho I erryvnio hamber of eopimerea, s wltrf-oyed hase-all hase-all fan, had presented the Cul.-o twins ,1th u Khetlsnd pony, watch. haim slit-, nd B tiny wicker phaeton; and the ell-Ire ell-Ire coulpasc was shipped by express In iiMr that. It mlislit accompany the I'crr-Ilia I'crr-Ilia contingent. The gal.'S of the ball park opened at o'clock, and shortly thereafter tho Per-VJU Per-VJU rooters, headed by the band, with he ponv phaeton following, marched Lcrosa the field toward the stands The wins Adrian Anson Cullen and Damn SroUtWs Cullen. halted their ponv twen- y feet behind first base and Just out-lide out-lide Ihe line. By the time tho teams ap-,eared ap-,eared both nldea of the field were lined lth vehicles of every description, the stands v,cre packed, and the crowd overflowed over-flowed Into tho Inclosure. Plans for a Peace League. "Listen, now!" said Tim Dlnue to his men. "No fighting today. That wolf Dolan han't killed anybody off for a week, and he's about due We J' eivc him an excuse. I've had a talk with the umpire, and if Dolan starts anything blng' the clubhouse for his! Clean, straight baseball, even-body'." .,., At the same time Cullen was giving Dolan some advice. ,, "If you get Into a Jam today. sata the manager, "I'll fine you a month s aal-arv. aal-arv. You walloped that hick yesterday and this whole crowd is Just laying lor us. No matter what happens, you keep your mouth shut and play baseball. Savvy? If there's any fighting to be done, lemma do it" ..tvbr "ill right, chief, said Dolan. are' they going to. pitch today?" "Looks like , MacFarland," said Cullen anxious'.v. "Mulford for us lies alway. had something on this club.' For five Innings neither team scored . hit or got a man as faf as second base In the sixth Dolan waited for three an two. MacFarland was forced to put tn last one straight over, and Dolan bange' a singla through the infield. Pudge Ho lins, wfio followed Dolan, rolled a sloj grounder between first and second. Bat forty, the South Wick second basemar who had been playing deep, came In o the run, bumped into Dolan on the lin and almost knocked! he runner to h first hall, so he shot over a jerftet r strike McGuire smashed ll ?ver Homns" h'.au for a 0UbM, and the tm v Ho y0 four hundred Sal glU "v"1,0,,'"' IVh'Jlea Mr demonstration which railed the shingles on the -oof of the gnindsland. tin ltafferty danced up to the Plate aiel WiMled his bat at Mulford .lerlFively. a 'Vou've tK-en gettln' away with a lot of stuff today," said Rarrerty. bo. hero's where you can kisa yourself good- se "Guilford tliowcd his teeth at this Pleas- antrv and ground the ball into the heel ton of his glove. Rafferty M a datigeroua hlttor never more so tnan In a pin. ". Cullen, squatting behind tho batter, ga'.o JhJj tho sign for a fast ball. Mulford wound up delibora.el;. and, stepping forward, let fly with all Ills ail strength, a straight ball on the Inside. , Quick as a cat, Rafferty stepped back t and the behest ash timb-vr spone. Ihe u, ball flashed down the infield. MOW. Gilmartln could not nit. but he X. held his place on the team so.ely upon his fielding. He was running at tne. crack of the bat. Movins; at right angles ;c-wltht ;c-wltht he ball, he bent over, scooped his bare hand along the ground, broke the ax force of the drive, made a scramoling re- jg coven-, and, without taking time to straighten up, threw underhand toward ir first. iy Dolan Does Some Thinking. Dolan went into the air like a locket. hj but the best he could do was to got the tc tips of his gloved fingers on the ball. He could not hold It; no man could have , ! held It. He was fortunate to knock it ii I down. Te ball roled slowly toward the line of vehicles, and as Dolan Whirled to i follow it he saw tho coacner back 01 u third signaling MacGuIre to keep on to i the plate. The play then would be to Cullen a quick recovery and an -easy .j, i ! throw home, and the game would be 3 I saved for the time being. Failure meant 1 1 defeat, and even as he turned, Dolan re-. re-. memoered with great joy that MacGuiro , was not a fast man on the bases- The t-- t-- plav was made to order. The ball stopped rolling squarely be-a be-a ' tweeu the forefeet of the little Shetland , pony. Like a grav streak Dolan fouoweJ 's it Easv, oh, so easy! Just a pick-up . I.ort a tiimw. Time? There aa plenty l draw the throw and then went back to the bag feet foremost. Dolan dodged hall a dozen men. but finally Pete Raffert avenged his lean, mat- by rlpp ng four inches of cuticle from Dolan s shin. At the same Instant Dolan hammered Rat-ferly Rat-ferly on the bridge of the nose with tne Min, driving that useful organ into Rat- ' "'(WeSs? tagged him a little too hard." aM Dolan apologetically to the um- P guess vou did," said tho Judge of play. "Looks to me like you broke his beak . Dolan limped back to the bench arter the Inning to show t'.r honorablo scars ot war lo his team mates. . "That's a nasty one.' sld t-Ullen. "You'll be out of tho game for a lew davs." . , Dolan laughed. What was a scraped shlnbolio to a man who had played one Scrappers, plucked up courage and began 'VneVwaTone man on the lineup who refused to subscribe to the popular senu-inont. senu-inont. That v. as Pudge Uollins, bour ana unconvinced. "Thin "Nothing to It." said. Pudge. This fellow's got a yellow streak somewhere Walt till some otve stings him good and hard I've fien Plenty of his kind be fore; he'll dog It, I tell you. "Better not let lilm hear you say It. said Cullen. "I suppose you 11 say he didn't show any gameness when he cleaned up that big cartw right and SStWriafl used to be a prisn flgl er-irood er-irood man they te m". He nailed Dolan right on he chin, and Dolan didn't quit "so vou could notice it. You ro in had. Pudge. You're sore at the boy because he Lave vou that shiner. I don't know whore Too get that stuff about the yellow streak. He' s too game. If you ask me - ll ,-hziit." said Pudge, stuoborn y. baseball park the next morning. Patrl Henrv Dolan was sitting on the clu house steps; and half sn hour later wh the players began to arrive the ho w-hicii went up would have done ere, to a hungry menagerie. Half the lock In the place had been ransack! "Pudge" Holllns. the third basem missed a pair of new shoes: Samr Blythe. the left fielder, could not find I trousers: Joe Mulford. one of the rite ers. bewailed the loss of a shirt: and L Denny, second baseman, was poorer a pair of stockings and a well-wo glove. The ground keeper made explanation; "You nin't ben robbed." said the hlr hand. "Big guy with an Iron Jaw sa fullen told him to take what he neede He's out there on the diamond now " TVell. of all the gall I" said Cullen. did tell him to stea" a uniform, but I w only kidding. Sav did that fellow wli knees. Before Dolan couia get 11110 stride again, Rafferty threw- to second and the umpire s arm went up. "Interference! Interference! howled the Perrvvillo four hundred. "He tripped me! Ho trippl me. bawled Dolan, perched on second base. The umpire turned his back and walked toward the center of tho diamond. For "'instant0 the old fighting Instinct had Dolan by the throat. Then he heard Cul-len's Cul-len's voice: "Steady. Pat! Steady! , Dolan 'walked slowly off the diamond his finger nails digging into his calloused palms. Oh, what he would do to tha. , at of a Rafferty after the game!. And that I umpire, too! Holllns scowled at him from I "r4hoTitreak. eh?" snarled Pudge. "Crowd'got you scared?" "Got 'em flghtin' among themselves, whooped the Southwlck first baseman. of It! Dolan squatted and stretched ou. his arm for the ball, but ac he did so the pony rose on his wicked little hind legs and struck out at the first baseman with both forefeet. Doian dodged. "Whoa, boy! Whoa!" he said. "Pick up that ball!" yelled the Perryvllle Perry-vllle rooters. ,., 1 "Home with It! Home!" howled Cullen. Cul-len. with one cyo on the lumbering llac-Gulre. llac-Gulre. Dolan made another grab, and once more the ponv reared and lashed out With his tiny hoofs, and Dolan, the firebrand, fire-brand, the coming heavyweight champion, cham-pion, tho iron-fisted man who had fought his way from one end of the league tp the other Dolan retreated, calling upon I the twins to make the pony back up and I let him have the ball. I The ball was still lying between tho ponv's feet when MacGuIre floundered over tho plate and the tempest broke. AllUVItld V..-V bsndersrs were a tough outfit, eits. fists and spikes they hsd wielr way to two pennants, and It lr proud boast that they had the reams "hufraloe.1. " Hospitals an their wake. Tim Dlnue. their utain. was a firm believer In ag-n ag-n baseball. iiar a scare Into tliat raw-raw boy h" was his order. "They say he'll iet hltn before he gets started " b" McGuire, the big left fielder, rfor the Wanderers. He drove a r squarely at Holllna, who threw I. at first with ten feet to spare, ein straightened up with the ball Iflove. McGuire. crossing the bag. tB recruit the shoulder. Dolan saw is; and dodged forward, whlpptnc leg out behind him. a simple, but elective trick of his footbai! days r.e turned a full somersault and I upon the flat of his back. He I was as'e.l to the visitor bench, w here c he toWl'mue that he believed his back t "VSi V'l .cj want to go trlppln' on i the bm a.-keJ that unfeeling gen- I araL "TliB-heli: " groaned MoGuiru. "That i kid stAc his fool between my legs! ir 1 ( ever git i... 1 11 !' him. "Did ' i " me d'jnia thst big farm-lk farm-lk . ,, a; doe n beeldi Cullen s; - it mnlac was over. "I lhO.i t It was an accident. said Cl-'Tnaf i wr .' Ihcy used to think when I plavsj f'.'.: a: " said Dolan grimly. "Thera be H lot more accidents like that ilTt ee fellows don't "cau tha shoulder thing." . - ,, ..ti.av'U "lok out warr.el iSillen. They ll -r;J - Wanderer who , c,;, '.' ,i a long lsad to Dolan, surrounded oy nvo uiousuuu vchooplng Comanches, was trylnS to coax the pony to "back up." It was aTpltlablo exhibition. Fudge Hollins, tears of rage in his eyes, smashed his way through the crowd, and plucked at Dolan's sleeve. "You big dog!" said he. "The streak came out at last, didn't it? Why didn't vou pick that pony up in one hand and get the ball with the other?" And Pudge grasped the pony firmly by the nose, and, reaching down, picked up the baseball. "You ain't got any streak!" said Pudge, "i'ou ro all' yellow, that's what you are!" Dolan did not resent it. Ho began to shoulder his way through the crowd to ' the clubhouse, tamed, beaten and cowed, ! for the first time In his life. I The fat man with the nose glasses was in the crowd. Ho went away smiling Ihu I Smile of a man w ho is perfectly satisfied. 1 That night he closed the deal which look Patrick Henry Dolali out of the bush league, and, though "Rowdy" Down graced the busiest cushion on three btg-leacue btg-leacue teams and became gray-haired, anil famous in baseball, his fighting record rec-ord closed forever at Southwick with a decision lost to a Shetland pony. (Copvrlght, 1019, by tho Bell Syndicate, Inc.) my new stockings?" Patrick Henry stuck his head In at tl door. "Gentlemen." said he. "ir you mi anything, blame it onto the boss. I told me lo do It." Cuilen choked over his plug tobacco. "After this morning's practice." sa Dolan. "I'm going to have some things my own. I've telegraphed for mv trunk Patrick Henry disappeared, and tl players looked at each other In silence. ,rWho Is that kleptomaniac?'' ask. Pudire Hollins. u"'en emerged from his locker. "Unless I'm very much mistaken." sa the skloper. "that's the new tirst bas, man. That's Dolan college boy hit thousand all last summer football pla e.- tough muz. Don't start anythii with him or he'll clean you." Batting practice was the first order th day. and Dolan dropped in at the er of the batting list. Joe Mulford, who; shirt Dolan was wearing, "put somethir on the ball" for the new man. and sent whizzing up to the plate like a whi streak. Dolan stepped in to the ball ar met it with a quid', choppv swing, sen. ing a line drive to the center field fenc T thought you said these league vitel ers had class." said he to Cullen. Cullen Begins to Take Notice. Inside of an hour every man on tl whole game or lootoall warn iwu uic,. flvf In. the seventh Inning, with Cullen on second base and Fowler on third. Dolan squared matters by smashing a liner over the shortstop's head for a clean triple. There was a sprinting chance to stretch the hit into a home run. and Dolan rounded third without slackening specl. Madison, the Wanderers' catcher, squat-led squat-led on the line in front of she plate, blocking the way as he held his hands for the relayed throw. Tne ball and the runner arrived at the same time, and the runner came headforemost, hitting Madison Madi-son Just as he used to hit tne lino With a football tucked under his arm. Madison went out of the game for a week- and Dolan. bruised from shoulder to hip dusted off his new uniform and marched back to the bench with the shouts of the populace making music In ThsnVWas Dolan'B Introduction into professional pro-fessional baseball. Perhaps if be had placed against any other team lit the league the comploslon of hie future mlC'it have been changed. But lie began bv fighting fighters, and It was war from the s'art. Having made a reputation, he was given manv an opportunity to live un to it Word flew from one end of the league to the other that Cullen had signed a man-killer, anil the nascball cullies cul-lies cheered up and hoped for an Opor season. -you bang around and you! u see rmn blow up. The streaks there! Stick "The3'' season ended without bringing Pudge s prophecy to fulfillment, and Do- Ian went back to his homo town with three ne.v suits of clothes, a gold watch a batting average of SM and a fighting record unstained by draw or defeat At least two big league scouts had been watching the young man and t was common rumor that P.owdy would next appear in a New- York uniform. Tho scouts, while Impressed with the performance per-formance of the "bush league demon reoortcd adversely. One fat stranger who wore nose glasses and said that he was a traveling salesman for a harness house, made three trips down to Perry-vllle Perry-vllle and went away shaking his neaa. Eater e made a full report to his em- Pl'He?s too cocky: too full of fight." said ,hr- fit man. "Give him another year m ti e hush"- let Ulm lose a fight or two, and lie 1 he ready lo settle down to business busi-ness and Play baseball. If you grab him now, you'll have to tame him before you "an use him, and you'll have to hire a heavyweight champion to do the eM Let blm alone a while. He 11 get ins. Bojan opened his second year of professional pro-fessional baseball as the bright su. of the Perryvllle team. Beforo a week had n- efl he had been In three rights: and "All off. now ! They're craooing. The next man popped ono into the aii and the teams changed sides. Said Cullen to Hollms: "You let Pat alone, or 1 II bench you and put Crabtree in your place." Bench and be damned! growled Hollins. Hol-lins. "Didn't I tell you that big stiff had a vellow streak?" "I'll 'streak' vou if you open your mouth to him again!" said the skipper angrily. , ... The seventh inning passed without a score: then tho eighth. MuUord was pitching the game of his life, and his fast ball clipped the corners of tho plate with deadlv accuracy. MacFarland was a bit unsteady, but his team males were giving giv-ing him wonderful support. Perryvllle had two men on tho bases in the ntpth inning, but Rafferty made a circus culch of a line drive and doubled tho man at second before he could scramble scram-ble back to the bag. and the BoUthWldB rooters screamed and danced In glee, which was not unmixed with relief. "We'e got to hold em now!" said Cullen. Cul-len. "Let out the speed. Mul. old boy!" Madison and MacFarland. on tho '..gilt end of the Wanderer batting order, were easv victims, and the PeKryvUlS four hundred made noise enough for tout thousand. Then came Molly McGuire. Mullore knew that Molly usually walled for tin waLcuing tne recruit, do was a natural baseball player. At he showed an easy, powerful swing, i A Sporting Record. U the end of his first month the new-first new-first baseman was christened "Rowdy Dolan He bad bocn In collision with most of the picked lighters of the various vari-ous teams, most of whom wore scars and uiscoloratlons. Three men had gono Into the l.o-pltal; ho had seven knockouts to his discredit, and was beginning to haul umpires around the diamond and fight tat decisions. Tho sporting editor of the Perrvvllle Times said that Dolan was an aggressive ball player: sporting editors In other cities said he was a hoodlum arid a thug and that the good or the game demanded de-manded his release. It makes a great deal of difference whose ox does tho gor- '"tIio Perryvllle club, rechrlstened the for lugging an umpire forty leel oj t -Krutf Of the neck In order that he -might sec where a ball struck foul, he had been fined 6 and banished from the game feu three davs Dolan was doing his best to ve up to his reputation, bad as It was. Th's season was a nightmare tor P. D. league umpires. Dolan, finding that opposing op-posing players refused to go to war with him fell hack upon the Umpiring staff. Bv Vnensive experience he learned that I it would not do to thump umpires, so he plucked buttons off their coats, tweaked "heir noses and roared at every close decision de-cision He snent his evenings lounging about pool hills, where he was pointed out as a fighter. Trouble had become a Cblf with him. and when he could not find provocation ready made, he mam-fa mam-fa -lured it. Somewhere Inside his we 1-shaped 1-shaped head there lurked the Idea that lie might have , done oenei- ..si c...... the prize ring. The Colonel Makes a Suggestion. Colonel Swipes, who had rubbed a few-prize few-prize fighters In his day and never wear-eel wear-eel telling of the time ho was With Tommy Rvan. believed that n Do.an he had discovered the coming heavyweight champion of tho world. "MisC Dolan, sub." tho colonel would remark, while nibbing the big first baseman, base-man, to whom he gave more attention than to the entire pitching staff, " a great flghteh was lost in you, Buh. You all simply wastuv yo' time plajrln baseball. Whvii't you eveh go into the ring; Patrick Henrv would yawn and turn over on the rubbing table. "Some day, colonel," he would answer, some da' , fr I don't land in the big league pretty soon, I may challenge some of these heavyweights." Dolan's second year in baseball saw a great battle between the Wanderers and thn Perrvvllle club. Tho Wanderers, stiffened stif-fened b ' the acquisition of a hitting OUt-ftelder OUt-ftelder "and a left-handed twlrler-both ea.t awav from fast company were feading tho league, with the Scrappcra eve. more than three games behind. The fat stranger behind the nose classes made several trips Into the terr,-forv terr,-forv of the P. D. league, but his report was always the same. "Wait tin he's had a good, licking: then we'll do business with him. "How's he getting along?" asked the fat man's employer. . ""Same old thing. ', said the scout "He s going through that league with both feet and both fists, and Re's rougher n a arlzzly bear and meaner n a shaggy wolf. If somebody would kick that fighting notion no-tion out of him, he'd be worth his welghl In dollar bills." ... The Wanderers, playing In t 'cir home town" of Southwick. closed the eeasoi with a four-game series ngainst the Per rvville club, and the fat stranger with th, nose glasses iourneyed down to South wick In the same Pullman with the mem |