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The Triple Tie Do You Wonder That Cnpi'l Is Such an Ailnrable Ro^tie \Vhpii His Mother Was Such a liovelv Trouble Maker? Copyright. 1913. International Kews Service. A Storv for Baseball Fans That \N'i 11 Interest Kvery Lover of the National (lame. To day's Installment. CHAPTER II. S EATED In a chair, with dill f<*t rosttintr on the edge of a small stove in the center of the room, was a short, keen-eyed man in his thirties, reading a copy of Sporting Life. He turned his head an the door opened and swept his eye over the dripping figure that stood. tall and erect. ju- fc t within the doorway Pools of water formed on the floor under the stranger and they came to gether in a rivulet, which crept snake- like along the- planking until it found a friendly crack. “I am looking for Mr Bill Smith, manager of the Atlanta Baseball Club.” said the young man. “I am Bill Smith.” replied the man in the chair “What can I do fo! you ?” ”1 want to play ball on your team. 1 Long experience in managing pen nant-winning ball teams (and some that were not pennant-winners) had taught Bill Smith many valuable baseball lessons. One of these was never to pass snap Judgment on h ball n III "lin f layer; another was never to take a ball player's estimate of his own abil ity. Nineteen managers out of twen ty would have taken just one glan-e at the bedraggled figure in the door way and dismissed it with a curt “nothing doing.’ That was not HIM Smith s w ay. And his met nod of handling this particular applicant f'». a position on his team led to the most surprising series of sensations that ever happened in the history of the national game. “You look somewhat moist, ob served the manager. “Take off your clothes and dry them at this stove. “Whisky ! “ he suddenly yelled That isn’t an invitation to take a drink,” he added. “1 am only calling my attend ant.” Smith Surprised. In response to the summons a col ored man entered the room briskly "Whisky." said Bill Smith, “help this gentleman with his clothes. Wring ’em out. start up the Are and hang ’em up around the stove “Yas^it yassir,” replied Whisk v, getting busy at once. Many seasons spent in attending to the wants of impatient ball players in that cluh house had developed an activity in Whisky far beyond the trend of his rac e In a jifl> he had every stitch of the young man’s clothes off him. Then he brought towels and began to ad minister a * borough rubdown. Familiar as he was with all stages of dress and undress. Bill Smith could not repress an exclamation of admi ration for the wonderful specimen if young manhood that stood before him, Hi rr* out stretched, while the attend ant vigorously applied the towel. The manager cast aside his “Sporting Life" and walked completely around the young man. sizing him up from tip to toe Six feet two inches, per haps a trifle under that, he appear d to be. Smith guessed his weight !*» he a good 200 pounds, with not mo « than five pounds to come otT. A well shaped head and neck were set on a ji;> r of broad shoulders not too square. > ven as the stranger s body swayed ( n d ..is a i nis moved slightly under (he manipulations of tin- skillful rub ber. Smith could see the back muscle* ripple. Clean-limbed he was all the way down, waist somewhat tapering, small, but strong-looking hips an 1 legs like a quarter-mile runner. His skin was as fair, almost, as a wom an’s. The* manager grabbed ills chair, turned it around to face the stranger, and sat down in it. "What’s your name," he asked. "Gordon Kelly.” "Sounds like a good combination. Gordon was a great Georgia soldier and Kelly was a great baseball gen eral. How old an you’.'” "Twenty-one next month.” Never Saw a Game. "What club <ll<i you play with last?" “Never played on any club." "What?" “Never saw a ball game in my life.” Whisky promptly ceased rubbing, threw down ^he towel and moved off with an expression of disgust on his face. "Pick up that towel and .finish your job. Whisky. We’re not through with this young man vet," remarked Bill Smith. "Dis ain’t no ball player, boss Dlshyere Is Jest a common, ordinary white man.” expostulated the attend ant "You never can tell. Whisky; you never can tell." replied Bill Smith, letting fall a philosophic remark that had not a little to do with his suc cess as a manager of ball players Whisky took up the towel and started in again, hut it was plainly to be seen his heart was not in his work. Whisky lived, moved and breathed in the atmosphere of base- hail. Ball players were as food and drink to him A syndicate of John L. Sullivans. Frank Gotches. Phi gene Sandows and Percy Herculesea would have created hut a sorry impression on Whisky if it couldn't play ball. "All right. Whisky, that’s enough.” declared the manager. "Now, hten, bring me a uniform - pants and shirt. That’s the stuff. Crawl Into then# Mr Kelly, and draw tip a chair ami toast your shins in front of this fire while your clothes are drying out Have a <igar?" "I never smoke.” "Have a chew?” “I never use It." “I should say you didn’t by the looks of those molars. Have a drink’’ I never drink ” “Well, you couldn't get It here if you wanted it. Now, tell me, whai put it. Into your head* that you want ed to play hall?” A Cobb or a Speaker. "I’ll tell you. Mr. Smith,” replied Kelly, with a smile of engaging frankness that displayed his fln»* teeth. "I read in the newspapers about T\ Cobb getting $10,000 a year and holding out for $16,000 It looked good to me.” "Is that all?” "Not quite. I came from the Geor ' gia mountain country. Mr. Smith. I have never been in a city before. The first time I ever rode in a street car was this -morning But, 1 know PI about baseball, although I have nevei even seen a ball game " Whisky waited to hear no more With a look of immeasurable supe riority on tils black face, he turned and left the club house. Gordon Kelly I continued; "Now, all this may sound strange o you. Mr. Smith, but I am Just as con fident that I can soon become a good ball player as I am that you will con tinue to win baseball pennants.” Bill Smith laughed. "That seems to put it up to me.” he said. "You’ve got the instinct* of a hall player all right. They always pur it up to the manager, especially the pitchers You must want to be a pitcher." "No, sir. I want to be an out field- j er.” A Ty Cobb, eh?” “A Ty Cobb, or a Tris Speaker, or better." Bill Smith grinned Kver since he ; broke into the game he had been pes tered. off and on, by all sorts of base ball "bugs." but this was about the worst case he ever experienced. Here was a young man who confessed he never saw a game of ball, yet was positive he had the makings in him of a player that would surpass two of the greatest diamond stars the game ever produced. The idea was as ab- j surd as if a street sweeper came n and said that while he didn’t know anything about the oil business, he was sure lie could make more mone* in it than John 1>. Rockefeller. Thu whole tiling was so ridiculous it wis really funn> Hill Smith’s grin broke into h hearty laugh But (Jordon Kel ly ddn’t laugh. He was never more serious in his life. The manager no tired the expression on the young man’s face and his laughter ceased. A High Standard Better than a Cobb or Speaker eh? Well, I don't mind saying. Mr. Kelly, you have set a pretty high standard for yourself Now. then, what do you want me to do, sign you up at T.v Cobb’s salary?" Gordon Kelly shifted his chair so that he faced the manager. Nothing like that, Mr. Smith," he said soberly "Here's,my proposition; The Southern League championship veason opens on April 10, about six weeks from now What I want you to «]o is this Give me permission to practice here with you and your payers until the season opens. If to that time I haven’t demonstrated iny worth fo you as a ball player, just say so, and we will part the best of friends as far as 1 am concerned. If on the other hand. I do demonstrate to you that I am entitled to a place on your team, 1 will ask that you sign me up at whatever salary you rare to pay me. There's nothing un fair. or unreasonable in that, is there?” Bill Smith took three or four puffs of his cigar before replying to this direct question. What sort of person was he dealing with, he wondered Was this young man simply an extra ordinary baseball "hug." or was ha mentally unbalanced" Was he base ball crazy, or crazy In the real sense of the word? If he simply had the baseball craze, there was nothing astonishing about that and Bill Smith figured he would have no trouble in handling the case. He had handled many of them successfully in his time But ihe other kind of Insanity was a little out of his line, and required not i baseball exuert. but an alienist //7j\v ***** L ovely he is adorable, a plotter, irresistible, a knave, sweet as an almond-blossom, a dabbler in trouble, soft hearted, cruel, “Love” his business, a promiser, offering bitter-sweet, unutterably a darling, unchangeably a rascal! And everybody— ('specially those who have been stirred 'round in one of his concoctions which he calls “an affair”) — everybody (’specially those who know he is both an almond blossom and a rascal and vet love him everybody wonders' why he is all this! Maybe you do not think of his mother when you wonder that. How could he help but be lovable, a rascal, and a contradiction? For his mother he had a crea ture, herself born of the sea, the sea which is tender and terrible, smiling and stormy, and all mystery—Venus—god dess of beauty, lover of laughter and love and light, herself a rogue and a saint! Playing all day long under the sun and sky of dream-fostering Greece, in the white-circle of her arms, strained to her breast, teased with a rose in her idle hand, looking often into the hot blue of her eyes, hearing her laugh ter. comrade in her mischief—son of a Beauty—a devotee of lx>ve—a sweet Rogue—how could he be other than what he isl NELL BRINKLEY. WITHIN THE LAW A Powerful Story of Adventure, Infringe and Love By NELL BRINKLEY .:. Little Bobbie s Pa .:. He Has a Ki^lit With a Scotch Kid and Comes Out a Victor After a Hard "Scrap.” I HAD a flte with a Scotch kid yes terday. It was a close flte; the Scotch kid came close to gitting killed beefoar I felt sorry for him. I got a black eye &- that was all. I doant like fltes. & I newer have a flte until I am forced into it. but this Scotch kid was too„ fresh. He cairn to our house with nis father. His father was a Scotch Highlander wioh had fought all thru the Boer war A- dident git hurted. He was jest like nis littel boy. His naim was Duglas McNabb & the naim of the kid was Sandy McNabb. We went out Into the yard to play catch & Sandy -wasent a good player at all. He had on kilts; he sed that his mother always asked him to wear kilts, but he sed he was glad of it beekaus he was a true Scotchman wasent ashamed of it. The Scotch are a undefeated race, he toald me, K- these kilts stands for currage & flteing qualities. The Irish is pritty good fiters. too. I sed My father is Scotch, but my mother is half Scotch half Irish. & I am proud of the Irish blood that is in me. But the Irish aint a undefeated race, seel Sandy. Maybe thav have baen defeated. I sed, but .hay newer knew it if they was. Why doant voj catch the ball onst in a while, butter Angers? I sed to him. Golf Was His Pie. By WILLIAM F. KIRK. It talks brains to play base* I d-inna car^ much for this sorry kind of a gaim, he sed to me. Gojf, that is a braw gaim. I doant think much of gold. I toald Sandy. Golf is a high-toned cousin of shinnev. Rasehall is the grarest gaim in the wtirld. ball. It can’t taik much brains to play baseball or the Scotch v/ud be play- in it, sed Sandy McNabb The Scotch are all brains. Look at Eobbie Burns, he sed. That man knew everything. Shakespeer knew a lot. too, I sed. He knew a littel. sed Sandy, but not as much as Bobbie Burns. Bobbie Burns . knew moar than my own father * knows, he sed. Tom Moore was Irish, I sed, & he rote pritty potrey. too. Why doant you catch that ball? I dinna cair to play moar the noo, sed Sandy. It hurts my fingers muckle. he sed. So we quit, but San dy dident stop talking. Bobbie Burns was a all around geenyus, he sed. My father says I aiu^ going to look like him wen I grow up & rite potrey, too, to keep up the naim of the undefeated race. How It Started. Maybe you will rite potrey, sed I to Sandy, but you will newer \ look like Bobbie Burns, yon littel tvart. Bobbie Burns' was always handsome, as a kid K- ns a man. When you grow up you will prubly look like you look now. only you will have to spend a littel Scotch munny for bigger kits & you will have red hair on the calfs of yure legs ware you havent any pants, I sed. I will na be called a wart, sed Sandy. Hoot mon, he sed, taik that, and he hit me in the eye. I didn't know' he was going to hit me: that is how I got my black eye. Then I sailed into Sandy* licked him good im proper. I was going to maik fun of him & his underfeated race, but I happened to think that I am 3-4 Scotch, too. He Was a Great Man “L OOKING impressive is well worth while." said the drug store man. "Let me tell you a story. “John Higginbotham, who lived in the town tnat I came from, was a tine old fellow. But he was of such a retiring disposition that he got the worst of everything. He was so meek and mild that he never went any where saw anything or did anything. | "He was given a back seat on all special occasions. He wore a smile most of the time, sx) few’ people ever knew how sensitive he was about his clothes and his personal appearance generally. "There came a time when the doc- : tor said John must wear spectacles John was filled with consternation be cause of his apprehension as to their effect on his looks. He feared that could see plainly through the new spectacles, however, that Gabe’s face wore an expression of wonder rather than amusement. "’The very man!’ exclaimed Gabe. " ‘You Fee.*’ he went on to explain, ‘there isn’t a man in the village to preside on the platform when the President speaks. There isn’t a man who looks impressive enough to si/ beside the President. But with then? specs. John, you can sit right up there and the President will take you for a college professor.’ “That’s.' how it happened that John Higginbotham shared the honors of the occasion along with the water pitcher, the drinking glass and the President's handkerchief. And no doubt the President thought the vil lage was quite a seat of learning, judging from the appearance of the d man who sat on the platform, for very now and then he turned around, - ~et the approval of the presiding to men women and children would make fun of him "Nevertheless, he wanted to wear spectacles, because the President of the United States was coming to town and John wanted to see him. He wanted to know if the President looked like the pictures in the news paper. So he wore spectacles. 'Hi.'’ legs trembled beneath him when he first ventured out on the street wearing the spectacles. How ever, the clear vision they gave him was delightful! “The fl-st friend he met w as Gabriel. Von Yorden. and John colored to tin- roots of his hair at the steady gaze with which Gabe regarded him. He Snap Shots By LILLIAN LAUFERTY. dignitary, which John was too badly frightened to give. “John’s imperturbability made the President still more anxious to win the approval of such a Kern and pon derous individual. As John nev« r turned a hair all through the speech, the head of the nation went on his way thinking how shallow and in con sequential his efforts were in the eyes of the deep man on the platform." Rod in Pickie. “How well behaved your children are." said the minister’s wife. "They are perfectly lovely chil dren." added the minister. The parents smiled proudly, and up spoke little Agnes: "Pa said if we didn’t behave he’d knock our blocks off; didn’t you, pa?” "There are loyal hearts, there are spirits brave. There are souls that are pure and true: Then give to the world the best you have. And the best shall come back to you. Give love, and love to your heart will flow. A strength to your inmost need: Have faith and a score of hearts will show Their faith in your word and deed. KINKY HAIR SOFT AND SILKY For life is the mirror of king and slave. Tie just what you are and do: Then give to the world the best yod have And th* best will come back to you." To Be Continued To-morrow. j Copyright^ 1913. by the H. K Fly, Com Li What Caraway Seeds Did pany. The play Within the Law ’ is copyrighted by Mr Veiiler and this novelixatlon of it is published by his permission The American Play Com pany is the sole proprietor of the ex clusive rights of the representation and performance of “Within the Uw" In all languages. u N - < i. I thank v from Mle I thank you." said the man gan “Not an>\ 1 never eat cake «>r :anri "How strange!" murmured the in nocent young woman. “Listen" said the man from Mich igan. "and i will tel; you the whole sad story Once i was very fond of 'cake, and perhaps 1 would now be if 1 were not fo; fear" here the Mich- nver hi i gander looked i shoulder—"of caraway seed." “I can not stand caraway seed. That’. 11 why I eat neither candy nor cake, and almost no bread. It is a great hardship.” “But there are some kinds of cake and cnnd\ that do not contain cara way seed." objected the innocent young woman "No. I used t« think there were. (bice or twice 1 thought I had discov ered a kind that was free from cara way seed, but it always turned out to have some caraway seed in it. I once hired a special baker to l-ake cake and bread for me without «ar iwa> • d in it 1 was happy for a while. Then all of a sudden l hit fu 1 force into a caraway seed in the mids't of my cake. It was a pink cake with gothic ornaments such as 1 delighted in. It was a cruel shock “I flew down the street to the den tist's to get him to give me som» - hing for the pain in my tooth, and By MARVIN DANA from the Play by BAYARD VEILLER. TODAY'S INSTALLMENT 11 Fitted in your ^Ii ° Wn ^° me after he had administered cocain plentifully I went after the baker He tried to explain that the boy was responsible for the caraway seed and! that it was all an accident, but I chased that baker over the counter and tinder the counter until 1 had ireiia SP1RELLA H£9 CORSET SHOP IRSETS Phone W. 428 si*«Tom«t nd postal for corseticre to call. Nevcrt .eiese. peop c have put car way seeds over on me many times ince Sometimes I ana-yze a piece of • ke when I am especially hungry! • •r it, exploring tne last crumb. When i am reassured and thrown off m.' uard 1 bite into a sixty horsepower ! araw ay seed that makes my hair I There ° help for it Gar*way] seed is a universal affliction.” 1 The *orger smiled, and there was Malignant triumph in his expression "Pooh!" he exclaimed. ‘Even if I used 1t. the\ would never get on to me. See this. 1 " He pointed at the strange contrivance on the muzzle Alarv s curiosity made her forget for a moment her distaste. “What is It?" she asked, interesled- 1> T nave never seen anything like that before.' “Of course, you naven't," Garson answered with much pride. "I m the first man in the business to get one and I'll bet on r I keep up with the times." For • n> e. he was revealing that fundamental egotism which is tne characteristic of a his kind. "That's one of the new Maxim silencers, do ronttnue.d With smokeless powder n the cart'tdges, and the silencers m, 1 an make a shot from my coat- pocke and you wouldn't even know it had been done ' ' * And I'm some shot. believe me." Impossible"' Mat\ ejaculated. No. it a in the man assertei "Here, wait; I'll show* you." “Good gracious, not here!” Mary exclaimed in alarm. "We would have the whole place down on us." Garson chuckled. ' You just watch the dinky little vase on the table across the room there. Tain't very valuable, is it?” “No." Mary whispered. A Spectacular Shot. In the same instant, while »till her eyes were on the vase, it fell in ;v ascade of shivered glass to the tabl6 and floor. She had heard no sound, she saw no smoke. Perhaps there had been a faintest clicking noise. She whs not sure She stared dumfouni- ed for h few seconds, then turned tier bewildered face toward Garson. who was grinning in high enjoyment. “I wouldn’t have believed it possi- ole.' she declared, vastly impressed. Neat little thing, ain’t it"" the man asked, exultantly. "Where did you get it?” Mary asked. In Boston, last week. And between you and me. Mary, it’s the only mode), and it sure is a corker for crime " The sinister association of ideas made Mary shudder, but she said n? more She would have shuddered again ,f she could have guessed the vita’ part that pistol, was destined to play. But she had no thought of any actui, peril to come from it. She might have thought otherwise, could she have known of the meeting that night It The back room of BMnke.Wa. where English Eddie and Garson sat with r'neir heads close together over a ta ble “A chance like this," Griggs was saying, “a chance that will make a /ortune for all of us.” "It sounds good," Garson admitted v totally. “It is good.’’ the other declared with in oath. "Why, if this goes through, we're set up for life. We can quit, all of us." Yes." Garson agreed, "we can quit, ill of us.” There was avarice in his voice. The tempter was sure that th ft bat- le was won. and smiled contentedly Well," he urged, "what do you mhv ?" “How would we split it?” It was Main that Garson had given over the struggle against greed. After all. .ifarv was only a woman, despite her leverness. and with ail a woman's Mmiditv. Here was sport for men. "Three ways would lie right." Griggs answered "One to me. one 'o you ind one to h» divided up among the others." Garson brought hi* fist dow n on *h* able with a force that male ths glasses jingle “You’re on." he said, strongly. “Fine!" Griggs declared, and the wo men shook hands. “Now. ill get “Get nothing!" Garson interrupter. *1*11 get mv own men. Chicago Rea is n town So is Dacev. with perhaps a couple of others of the rignt sort I’ll get them to meet you at Biinkey * M 2 to-morrow afternoon, and. if ii iooks right, well turn the trick to morrow night.” "That's the stuff.' Griggs agreed, greatly pleased But a sudden shadow fell on the face of Garson He bent closer to his ! companion, and spoke with a fierce i intensity that brooked no denial. She must never know Griggs nodded understandings •'Of course." he answered. "I gtre you my word that I'll never tell her. And you know' you can trust me. Joe." “Yes " the forger replied somberly. “1 know I can trust you." But the shadow did not lift from hia face. CHAPTER XIV. A Wedding Announcement. Mary dismissed OarsOn presently and betook herself to her bedroom for a nap. The day had been a try ing one. and. though her superb health could endure much, she felt that both prudence and comfort re quired that she should recruit her energies while there was opportunity. s$he was not in the least surprised that Di~k hed not yet returned, though he had mentioned half an hour. At the best, there were many things that might detain him. his fa ther’s absence from the office, diffi culties in making arrangements for his projected honeymoon trip abroad —which would never occur—or the like. At the worst, there was a chance of finding his father promptly, and of that father as promptly taking steps to prevent the son from ever again seeing the woman who had so indis creetly married him Yet. somehow. Mary could not be lieve that her husband would yield to such paternal coercion. Rather, she was sure that he would prove loyal to her whom he loved, through every trouble. 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