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Show RECALLS HIS FIRST DAY IN NEW YORK "I'll never forget that day," said Marquard, the famous Giant pitcher, In an Interview in The Kew York Sun, In his even, comfortable tone, "that I pitched or started to my first gamo for tho Giants. Thoro wero Home 30,000 people there all come to see the wonderful ?11,000 pitcher they'd heard so much about. They expected him to pitch $11,000 worth Just like that. Nothing but a miracle mir-acle would have satisfied 'em. Well I warmed up a bit and then McGraw came and said: " 'I'll pitch you.' "I was so nervous I could scarcely stand; honest, my legs wero shaking." shak-ing." Tho hero paused and culminated In "It was awful." "Tho first ball I pitched," he wonl on, "I hit the batsman on tho back and knockod him flat; then I gave three bases on balls, and thon McGraw Mc-Graw took me out That was my finish. fin-ish. "After that they called me everything; every-thing; and I want to tell you," said Marquard to mo, although he had a small audlonco-by this time, a second gentleman having tddled UPi "that I learned the baseball puhllc in a way I can't forget Tho newspapor writers writ-ers who'd beon telling me what a wonder I was opened up and tho public pub-lic followed them. It It was awful. All the glad hands can't shako that lesson out of me, now I'm going some, and all tho applause can't deaden It. "And I think I'o got the words 'eleven thousand dollar lemon memorized mem-orized hettor than any other four words In the language. If I'd open a paper the first words I'd see on the sporting page were those that made up 'eleven thousand dollar lemon.' If some kid saw rooon the street he'd call out: 'There goes the eleven thousand dollar lemon, "I'd get It in the baaoball grounds whenever I'd show my face. I'd sot It In the hotel when I d catch little scraps of conversation. If I went to a show sorao comedian would bo sure to have something abot The fans were full of it. Whjv I stopped reading read-ing tho newspapers nd got bo i oven hated to show myself on the street for fear I'd b6 recognized. It It was awful. "The one thing I couldn't Bidestep was my mail. I'd get 12 or 15 letters a day. I call 'em 'lg stiff letters, because they have always common-cod, common-cod, you big stiff. Get back to the plow.' they used to say, and If it hadn't been for McGraw I don't know-but know-but what I would have felt like doing do-ing It" |