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ATLANTA. HA
-THE ATLAMA GEORGIAN
MONDAY. JUNE 14. 1915.
Whiskey Isn’t a Good Thing to Take on a Bear Hunt
Thrilling Combat with Big Cinnamon Ends in
Victory for Man, Only W hen Aid Comes—
Temperance Sermon in Final Outcome—
Says Jess Willard in His Auto-biography.
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Indian Dances Much Like Present Day Rag
—All W ore Sleigh Bells, so Noise Drowned
Out the Music of the Drums—Story of Old
‘Tippecanoe’ Harrison Woven into Legend.
(Copyright, 19IS, Dp A Mrrritt. All rights
Reserved.)
I NEVER want to hav« a hett<*r time than
when I Hand among the Indiana. I
worked hard, but It waa all out In the
open and I had plenty of time for akylarklng
around.
I uaed to like to go to the Indian dancea,
and because I always took some trinkets
along I was a mighty popular fellow.
Runny, but the dancing we did was a lot
like the present day "rag," although we
didn't put our arm around the girl’s waist.
The drums pounded out the time, and we
all wore alelgh bells, so that when things
warmed up there was a good deal of noise.
On Winter nights I would sit around a
roaring Are with the old men, and they
would All me to the brim with stories about
how brave and warlike the Pottowattomles
used to be.
Their one great Aght against the whites
waa way back In 1811. when they Joined
forces with the Shawnees, Wyandottea,
Klckapooa, Ottawas and Chippewa*. Old
■‘Tippecanoe" Harrison whipped them to a
standstill In a single battle.
The Pottowattomles handed the story
down from father to son. and, Just like prlze-
Aghters, they had a good alibi. It seems
that the Prophet, who was making medi
cine on a hill, turned his back for a minute,
and hla wife touched the pots. That broke
the charm that was to give them victory
over the palefaces.
That vfas shout all the Aghtlng the Pot
towattomles did, and I Agure that the great
ness of their chiefs lay In keeping out of
trouble. I found them a kindly, well behaved
lot of people, with the makings of good
farmers If It hadn't been for whiskey.
Even If my experience with the drunken
tramp had not given me a horror of drink
ing, seeing what whiskey did to the Indiana
would have made me a sober man.
With my own eyes I saw “Are water" turn
many a big, Ane man Into a crawling beast,
robbing them of their strength and cutting
their lives right In half.
You t can talk about civilisation all you
want to, but a civilization that walks hand
In hand with whiskey Is a devilish thing,
and the world would be better off without It.
I have seen Indians drink Jamaica ginger,
which Is 95 per cent alcohol. I have seen
them awlll down lemon and vanilla extracts,
and there are cases where the unfortunate
wretches have even taken shellac varnish
and Aoated the alcohol In It.
The Government did Its best to protect
the Indian from whiskey, but In those days
there were still a good many “boot loggers."
These fellows would sneak through the
country with whiskey In a wagon, In their
saddle bags or In their pockets, and drive
hard bargains with the Indians, who would
give anything they had for “fire water."
The best, thing that ever happened to
Kansas was when it went "dry." Earh year
has put more drug stores out of business,
and to-day the boys of Kansas are growing
up without ever knowing the inside of a
saloon or being bothered with temptations
at a time when they haven't got sense
enough to resist,.
• • •
After I left Woodchuck and went Into
business for myself, my next big move was
a Journey to Wyoming The ponies I was
getting In Kansas weren’t very hlg or
strong and could hardly do the heavy Aeld
work that waa wanted of them. So 1 made
up my mind to visit the Wyoming ranges
and see If I couldn't pick up a better lot.
I hit Cheyenne Arst, and worked out from
there. The Wyoming ponies looked mighty
good to me, and I bought quite a number,
sending them back to my place In Kansas
to be broken when I went back. I had a
Ane time in Wyoming, although I didn’t And
the "had man" that I had hoped to see
All through my boyhood I bad heard
stories of men with notches on their guns—
fellows who could shoot from the hip and
hit the heart every time. I reckon the breed
must have died out, for I never met a single
one.
The only Aght I saw was between a
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Mark and the big cinnamon wore m ixed up entirely too close for us to shoot.
drunken man and a town marshal. At Arst
I thought that the cowpuncher was a bad
man. and he thought so himself. It didn’t
take the marshal long to prove that It was
just a case of bad whiskey.
It was In a saloon, and the fellow had a
gun out and was waving it around with a
lot of wild talk. He told everybody that he
was a rattlesnake whose bite was sudden
death, and then he changed his mind, and
deedded that he was a timber wolf, and that
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when he howled the whole population had
better take to the cyclone cellar. The mar
shal heard the noise and came In the saloon
and told the cowpuncher to drop his gun
and come along to Jail.
“Me go to Jail?" He couldn’t believe his
ears. “Why, there ain't a pen in the world
that can hold me. I bite my way through
steel. I'm a grizzly bear and I’m looking for
meat.”
I thought sure 1 was going to see a kill
ing, but the marshal didn’t even draw a
gun. He Just looked the cowpuncher square
in the face for a minute or so, and then he
walked up to him slow and gave him an
awful slap In the face.
“You ain’t no grizzly bear,” he said.
“You're Just a plain cur with a bad case of
mange.”
• • •
The best sport I had irf Wyoming was a
bear hunt in the Medicine Bow range coun
try. I went with two fellows who were said
to be great hunters, and I reckon they were.
Anyway, we got a bear.
For two weeks we tramped the mountain
sides, crawling up and down canyons and
digging our way through plnon patches and
scrub oak without ever catching sight of
anything bigger than rabbit and grouse. The
last few days I got to believing that there
wasn’t any such things as bears, and took
up trout Ashing as a steady sport.
I had always been used to still water Ash
ing, and whipping a mountain stream was a
new experience to me. Every morning I
would get up and spend the day sliding
down the mountain side on my hip pockets.
If ever I have a Aght anywhere near the
mountains I am going to take up trout Ash
ing as a w r ay of getting In shape.
Like almost everything in a fellow’B life,
the bear happened when I wasn’t watching
for him. We were moving camp,, and I had
my fishing rod in my hand, watching out for
likely pools. My gun was piled in with the
pack on the burro.
Mack, one of the hunters, had been hit
ting up his bottle the night before, and was
feeling mighty sick and sullen. Whenever
he had anything to say it was some mean
remark to Bill, a nice, quiet, sober little fel
low, who wrs always busy minding his own
business.
Mack was a strapping fellow, standing
over six feet, and weighing close to two hun
dred and eighty. He was mighty proud of
his strength, and always boasting that he
could kill a bear with his hands
Well, he was given his chance. We struck
a big cinnamon right In the middle of a
berry patch. He didn’t have any chance to
run, and neither did we. Bill had dropped
far behind, the Durro bolted when he saw
the bear, and there was only Mack to do
business with the big brown boy.
Grizzly bears hit with their paws like a
boxer, black bears bite like a bulldog, but a
big cinnamon always hugs. This one
lurched forward, and as he rose to his hind
feet I yelled to Mack to shoot. Lord, he
wasn’t ten feet away, and he looked as big
as the side of a houee.
It wasn’t fear that made Mack's hands
tremble. It was his Jag of the night before.
When he raised his gun it wabhled like a
bean pole in a high wind. His nerves were
on edge, and that smashed his "nerve.” Be
fore he shot I knew that he would miss!
The bear had him before his finger left
the trigger. As for me, I didn’t even have a
knife! What with the bear’B growling and
me and Mack yelling, there was noise
enough to bring Bill on the run.
He didn’t dare try for a shot, for Mack aad
the cinnamon were mixed up entirely too
close, so he dropped his gun and drew the
big dirk that was at his belt.
He didn’t waste any time, Bill didn’t. He
jumped into the middle of the mess, and in
a minute his knife hand was going up and
down like a pump handle. I’m not saying
that he could have done it If the bear hadn't
been busy with Mack, but Just the same he
killed that cinnamon With that knife. The
last smash he put In sent the dirk right up
to the hilt in the bear’s heart.
Mack was pretty badly clawed, but at that
he was more scared than hurt. When we
made camp that evening Bill opened up the
pack and took out the whiskey bottles and
smashed them on a rock. He didn’t say
anything, neither did Mack.
I left for home soon after that, broke my
ponies, and sold them for better prices than
I had ever gotten before.
(To-morrow Willard will tell his reasons
for drawing the color line.)
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{^Southern League j
Mobile 3, Birmingham 0.
MOBILE. June 14. riolmquiet pitched
a remarkable game for Mobile yenterdav
and Birmingham wan beaten, 3 to 0.
Only 29 batsmen fared Holmijuist, the
visitors going out In order except In the
second, when Magee singled, and In the
ninth, when Robertson walked f
Score by Innings. R.H K.
Birmingham . . . ,<HH> OOO OOO <> l 3
Mobile 001 011 OOx— 3 6 1
Batteries: Robertson and Hale. Holm-
qulst and Schmidt.
Nashville ft, Chattanooga 1.
NASHVILLE. June 14. Rube Kis
singer won his fourth straight game
yesterday, giving Nashville an easy
game from Chattanooga, 5 to 1 The
single run made by Chattanooga was a
home run over the right field fence
Johnston was knocked unconscious In
the sixth when one of Kissinger's fast
ones struck him in the temple.
Score by Innings R.H.E.
Chattanooga . . . .001 000 000 —l « 1
Nashville 013 010 OOx—6 11 1
Batteries; Clarke and Peters. Kis
singer and Street.
Chicago, 6; Boston, 4.
CHICAGO. June 14. Chicago defeated
Boston 6 to 4 in the first game of the
series here Sunday. The world’s cham
pions hit Vaughn hard In the opening in
ning. scoring four runs. Kniseley's dou
ble and two sacrifices put Chicago in
the lead In the third.
Score by innings R.H.E
Boston 400 000 000—4 8 0
Chicago 401 100 OO*-6 12 1
Batteries Rudolph, Hess and Gowdy;
Vaughn. Lavender and Archer.
St. Louis. • ; Brooklyn, f.
FT. LOUIS. June 14. — St Isolds de
feated Brooklyn. 9 to 2. in the opening
game of their series yesterday. The
visitors were saved from a shut-out by
a series of bunched singles In the sev
enth
Score by Innings R.H.E
Brooklyn 000 OOO 200 2 8 4
8t. I»uls 200 034 00*-9 7 2
Batteries Pfeffer, Cadore and Mc
Carty. M Wheat. Robinson and Snyder.
New Tork-Cincinnatl; rain.
WAH VIEW*
%"POPT NEY
? Py (jeo&geE F>hai&
FAMOUS KNOCKOUTS I HAVE
SEEN.
By OSCAR HIP.
CALOMEL TO-DAY.
SICK TO-MORROW
Dose of Nasty Calomel Makes
You Sick and You Lose a
Day’s Work.
Calomel salivates! It's mercury
Calomel acts like dynamite on a slug
gish liver When calomel comes into
contact with sour bile it crashes into
it, causing cramping and nausea.
If you feel bilious, headachy, const!
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If you take calomel to-day you’ll be
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turn to this office and receive the fab
ulous sum of $2.50.”
"Nix!” replied the young man. ”1
m an honest wrestler.”
Whitewash tried to speak, but mere
ly gurgled and fell from his chair.
A fitting monument has been placed
over his grave. It is a double cross.
No. 1.
No man ever was knocked out cold
er than was Hank O’Day one dark and
dismal afternoon at the Polo Grounds.
The Cuba and Giants were fighting
for the pennant, and the natural bit
terness between thorn was increased
by the disagreeable condition of the
weather. All afternoon the players
and umpires had been calling each
other by their right names until the
eighth inning, when the knockout
came.
Johnny Evera waa batting, with the
bases jammed and the score tied. It
was a battle of wita between Evers
and Mathewson until the count stood
3 to 2. The crowd was in an uproar
and the athletes were hurling soft and
gentle epithets at each other. The
next ball cut the heart of the plate,
and Evert stood and watched it go
past.
"Strike!” hollered O’Day in his
usual nonchalant manner.
Evers turned to the umpire with an
appreciative smile on his face and
held out hit hand.
"Hank,” he said, "I want to con
gratulate you. That waa the beat da-
ciaion you have ever made. It waa a
perfect strike.”
O'Day was revived later in St.
Luke’s Hospital, but has never fully
recovered. He even went so far as to
attempt to manage a team for Charley
Murphy.
NO. 2.
One of the moat sensational knock
outs I have ever seen took place in
the Morristown Hotel in Chicago. It
waa put over by Tom Jones, manager
of the greatest white heavyweight
champion that ever traveled with a
Wild West show.
Tom had been putting on the feed
bag, or, as Henry James would say,
had been feeding his mush. The
waiter, who had served him before,
thought he knew Tom’s every move,
but subsequent events showed that he
was mistaken.
When the waiter had served the fin
ger. bowl and returned with the
change he laid down a two-bit piece
and a jitney. Jones, without the
slightest trace of anguish on his face,
handed the waiter the two-bit piece
The waiter may get over it, but he
will never look the same.
NO. 3.
One of the most terrific knockout
blows I have seqn, and one which end
ed fatally, happened in the wrestling
game. Ed Whitewash, whom you
probably remember as manager of the
Great Veiled Mystery, was the victim.
Whitewash was managing Humid
Kalla Mahmont. the Bulganan cham
pion from back of the stockyards
Humid was at that time meetina all
corners, and forfeiting fifty dollars
'$50,001 to any man he could not
throw in twenty minutes.
One niqht there appeared a voung
man with a mitt like a Westphalian
ham and a neck that could have
served as a dummy for a horse col
lar.
"I want to win that fifty bones.” He
said, simply, with the accent on the
•i mo.
"O* course. v ou know.” said the
manager, wheelino in hts revolvino
chrrr, "th»t vou are ♦ <> flop in »'vsn-
teen minutes, after which you will re-
NO. 4.
Frank L. Tinker, the famous base-
Federal League [VANS MIGHT
Ncwfeds Get Even Break.
NEWARK. X. J., June 14 An even
break was the best Newark could do
against Buffalo.
First game. Score: R.H.E.
Buffalo OOO 000 000—0 5 1
Newark 100 010 03 * 5 10 1
Batteries Ford, Bedient and Blair;
Moaely and Rarlden.
Second game. Score: R.H.E.
Buffalo 000 220 000- 4 8 2
Newark 000 OOO 003—3 4 4
Batteries: Sohilz and Allen; Kaiser-
ling, Brandom and Rarlden.
Kawfeda Divide Two.
KANSAS CITY. June 14. Kansas City
and Chicago divided a double-header
here yesterday, Kansas City taking the
first, fi to 4. and Chicago the second,
3 to 2
. „ ...... . i First game. Score: R.H.E.
ball manager, delivered a knockout Chicago 101 200 000—4 14 2
one day that was unique in more ways ! Kj 5, na * 8 *' lty • 000 OOO 24* 6 11 o
wiaow M. Brown and
Batteries: Black.
Fischer; Main, Johnson, Cullop, Pack
ard and P Brown.
Second game. Score: R.H.E.
Chicago 001 010 000 1 3 10 2
Kansas City 000 011 000 0 2 5 1
Batteries: McConnell and Wilson;
Henning and Easterly.
St. Louis Grabs Couple.
than one. His victim was Bill Ford,
sporting editor of The Morning Squir
rel.
Bill had called Frank to his office
in order to make terms for a series of
Sunday stories dealing with the hu
morous side of Frank's long career on
the diamond.
“The idea is this,” said Bill. "All
you have to dors to hand us a bunch
of dope and one of the bunch will
write it for you. Or, if necessary, you
won’t have to hand us any dope. We’ll
write it for you, anyhow.”
Frank arouse from his seat witn
flashing eye and his famous bowlegs
became knock-kneed with suppressed
emotion.
"Sir,” he said, shifting his chew
from his right cheek to his left, “I al
ways wrvte my own stuff!”
Bill staggered to the ropes and then
crumpled to the floor.
CHICAGO. June 14.—President Thom
Dm DfiPI/ rrnc 1 fiCC t TO A as * °f the Cubs, announced this morn
ntU nUUI\ ilUo LUol, 0 IU H ing that to-day's game with the Braves
would be played In spite of tbe strike of
Billy Knows Baseball and Is Also
Able to Handle His Fists,
Says Matty.
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By Christy Mathewson.
(Giants’ Famous Hurler.)
HAVE seen some talk of making
Billy Evans the manager of the
Cleveland team, and several hun
dred prominent fans of Cleveland,
S iZory makes his home ln the
here, winning the double-header, 6 to 5 I winter, have petitioned Mr. Somers to
and 2 to 1.
First game. Score: R.H.E.
Pittsburg 01b 002 002 0—5 9 2
St. Louis 020 120 OOO 1—6 9 2
Batteries: Knetzer, Allen and O’Con
nor. Berry: Groom, Davenport, Crandall
and Hartley.
Second game. Score: R.H.E.
Pittsburg 000 000 010—1 6 0
St. Louis 001 100 OO* —2 6 1
Batteries: Hearne. Rogge and Berry;
Crandall and Hartley.
STRIKE WILL NOT STOP GAME
The Red Rock Federal* lost to the
Nassau nine yesterday, 5 to 4 The
winning run was scored in the ninth in
ning The fielding and hitting of Da
vis for the Feds and two spectacular
running catches by C. Harris featured
the game.
Score by innings: R.H.E.
Red Rock 300 010 000 4 5 0!
Nassau* 100 003 001—5 0 0
Batteries. Butler and Charles; C.
McCoy and R McCoy.
the surface and elevated employees, but
If the tie-up wrecked the patronage too
completely, the rest of the series might
he postponed until Boston's next trip
here.
select him for the Job.
Billy is popular in the home town in*
spite of the fact he is an umpire. He
spends his winters there writing some
’iterature, boxing every day at the
athletic club, and playing a little draw
poker.
Whether Evans would make a good
manager or not is hard to say. be
cause the qualifications of a leader
can not be easily discovered until he
has tried the job. But Billy knows
baseball, as American league players,
who have taken up questions of the
rules with him at various times, can
tell you.
He also knows a little bit about
boxing and should be able to con
vince a refractory player, without
much trouble, that he was the boss.
Moreover, he is an excellent umpire.
To make him manager would ruin a
good official.
Boxed With Kid McCoy.
I saw Evans put on the gloves with
Kid McCoy one day, a couple of years
ago. and there was quite a lively bout.
However. Billy had not trained faith
fully, and unfortunately had eaten a
chocolate ice cream soda just before
he went to the ringside, not knowing
he was going. The Kid. with those
elusive feet of his. shifted and dug
his right into Billy’s stomach. The
Ice cream soda beat Bill, but then
every hall player is not a Kid Mc
Coy—not by a long shot—although
most of them think they are until
taught differently. Billy is the boy
who could teach many of them. He
has convinced some already.
When Evans was asked whether he
would accept the job of manager, he
very sensibly replied that he could
not very well accept anything which
had not yet been offered to him.
Evans Is Ambitious.
"But,” he added, "I would certainly
consider it, since I am anxious to ad
vance in baseball, and I count a job as
manager ahead of that of an umpire.”
Perhaps Evans made a mistake in
admitting this. Time will tell. But,
if he is not selected. It Is a good line
for several irate managers to use on
Bill in a pinch, should they care to be
unsportsmanlike, in the event of a
close one called against them.
To me Stovall looked like the best
manager the Cleveland club ever had,
and this opinion was apparently con
firmed because he did not get a
chance the next season. That looks
like a sure sign in Cleveland.
(Copyright, 1915, by Christy Math
ewson.)
New First Baseman
Signed by Crackers
The Crackers have signed a new first
baseman. Major Callaway announced
this morning that First Sacker Kauf
man has been added to the local’s
roster.
ELI MI NATION FINALS START.
CHICAGO, June 14.—Elimination
trials were started to-day on the new
two-mile Chicago motor speedway to
select the speediest of 30 racing autos
entered in the first 500-mile race on
June 19. The trials will continue for
three days. Nearly 10,000 persons ^ald
to see Barney Oldfield and DeLloyd
Thompson, the aviator, supported by -
doze nof the most famous driver- of
the world, who. without exception
drove their mounts around the two-mil#
board oval at averages of better than
95 miles an hour.
9 m‘
Mfke Mitchell is even-tempered
and tolerably good-natured.
“Only once in my life did I ever
et fighting mad at a fan,” said
‘ ke. “That was at Cincinnati.
We were playing New York, and
Mathewson was pitohing.
“Matty’s fast one and his fader
looked easv to me. Three times I
hit it solidly and drove it straight
at some fielder.
“In the tenth I came up with one
out and two on. I never hit a ball
much harder. It went like a bullet
and straight at Herzog. He grab
bed it, staggered and hung on. The
ball almost tore his hands off. As
I turned, some bug yelledt ‘That’s
right, Mike—pop ’em up—keep
poppin’ ’em up.’ ”
RACINE FIGHT CLUB IS 0. K.
MILWAUKEE, WIS., June 14*—
The State Boxing Commission has an
nounced that Racine’s boxing club had
entirely straightened out Its boxing
affairs and that the commission was
now- satisfied wttih condition* there.
It was intimated that there would be
no difficulty in getting a permit for the
Racine fights hooked for June 14.
IB CUBE
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mineral waters—Just something to
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of the after effect; they don’t realize
that they are goii\g to have to keep
taking something, only a little more
every day. until it has no effect at all.
and the bowels are In worse condition
than at first. The safe and sensible
treatment for constipation is a veg
etable tonic laxative. If people would
eat enough vegetables and fruit, they
would not be constipated, but they
don’t; so the sensible thing is to use
the pure juice of vegetable's to move
the bowels and keep the liver working
nature's way Digestit Elixir is the
best thing to take It is a purely veg
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and sure to act. It is a tonic for the
bowels and liver: so you don't have !o
keep taking It a” the time The Di
gestit tablets should be taken along
after meals to digest the food and
keep it from souring, so there will
be no decayed waste to accumulate In
’he bowels. You can get th<s treat
ment from your druggist, or if you
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the Piee«tit Co.. 929 Dana! St New’
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‘‘Blue funk” fosters failure. 75 per cent, of men at
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If you are IN that class, and OUT of employment,
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If He Had Killed
i Herzog This Fan
Would Not Change
Words He Yelled
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CHANGES IN DUBUQUE CLUB,
DUBUQUE. IOWA. June 1.—Forest
Plass, former manager of the Dubuque
Three-1 club, la employed to look after
the management or the team tempo
rarily. He has released McCuff, first
baseman, and signed Steve Brewer, now
playing Independent ball at Awatonna.
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