Evening Republican, Volume 17, Number 244, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 13 October 1913 — AS THE PITCHER WINDS UP. [ARTICLE]

AS THE PITCHER WINDS UP.

From Second Base —Put ’er right over, big as a barn —he can’t hit it. From Right Field —Make ’im hit it, ol’ man; make ’im hit it. From the Shortstop—’Nother strike out, ol’ sport. This is a punkin. From they Side Lines —Make ’em put it over. Walt fer a good one. Make ’im cut the plate. From the Catcher (signaling for a straight ball) —Now one o’ them curly ones under the T’row it right at his bill. From the Left Field—Ho! .Ho! Here’s an easy one! Toss it to ’im. From the Bench—Soak ’er down this way, ol’ dub, an’ watch me eat it. From Third Base—Cut the pan, ol’ sport; cut the pan—they can’t touch it in a t’ousand years. From the< Bleachers —Right on the nose, Chlmmie; right on the nose. A nice, clean single, bo; a nice, clean single. “Han’ ’im one of them fadeaways.” “Move the fielders back about a mile.” “A home run, Chimmle; a home run.” “Send ’er down to shortstop—he can’t never stop it.” “Wait fer a base on balls, ol’ man —the pitcher’s Wild.” “Knock the cover off’n it.” “Kill it! Kill it!” “Here’s five dollars, me boy, for a home run.” “Make ’em be good, ol’ scout; make ’em be good.” Then from the umpire, as the pitcher is about ready: “Hey, hold on a minute. Say, there, somebody dust off the plate a little.” And then it all begins again.— Puck.