Evening Republican, Volume 16, Number 222, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 16 September 1912 — MAKES ANSON FEEVISH [ARTICLE]

MAKES ANSON FEEVISH

Manager Jennings Recalls Player’s Duplicity. Arlle Latham, Famous as Clown of National Game, Puts Up Job on Former Manager of Champion Chicago National Team. Hugh Jennings of the Detroit Tigers recently recalled the famous gumming of the cards in “Pop” Anson’s great baseball play of years ago. It was a tale of player duplicity upon a public Idol and whs told as follows: Pop in the show was a young diamond hero who had set bis heart on winning the fair young g?rl whose “pa” was worth a million. Ih the last act he won his bride by lamming the ball out for a home run, thereby winning a pennant for his team and saving the fortune for “pa.”. As he raced over the plate with the winning tally the girl Jumped from the grand stand and threw her arms around his manly neck, murmuring, “Muh hero!” It “went” great until the manager conceived the great idea in New York of holding a “baseball night.” The National league meeting was on and many of the stars of that day were around the hotels. The manager decided to invite them to take part in the great home-run scene, letting them act as players on the field. The show was widely advertised and a great crowd turned out to see such men as Willie Keeler, Arlie Latham, Johnny McGraw, Hughie Jennings and others in the cast. Jennings tells the story of what follQwed. “Latham would have his joke,” explains Hughie. “He fixed it all up with Keeler, ifrho played third bass in the show that night. The performance went aIL right until the last set, when Pop was to make his great horns run hit. “Pop walloped the ball and started on his run around the sacks. As he rounded third Keeler stuck out his foot and tripped him. He sprawled on all fours. Before he could get his balance again and reach home they had thrown the ball to the plate. If I remember rightly, Wilbur Robinson was catching. He was In on the deaL They tagged poor Pop. Arlie Latham was acting as umpire. “You’re out,” Arlie shrieked. “Pop sprang to his feet with fir® in his eye. He roared so that he shook the house. Never at his maddest was he wilder on the ball field. ‘“l’m not out,’ he yelled desperately, trying to catch Latham’s eye to tell him how the act should go. “ ‘You’re out,’ Arlie insisted. “The girl had thrown herself from the stand to wrap her arms around her hero’s neck, which by this time was about as red as raw beef. “‘Get off the field or I’ll send you to the clubhouse!’ Arlie roared, and that was the last straw. They rang down the curtain. “Pop wouldn’t speak to the boys for several seasons after that little incident.”