Evening Republican, Volume 20, Number 200, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 21 August 1916 — AIDED BY TYPO ERROR; [ARTICLE]

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foe Cantillon Tells Yam on Manager Jack Hendricks. Unmercifully Scorched Recruit When He Was Called Upon to Run Bases for Player Who Had Just Made Safe Hit. Here’s a Joe Cantillon yarn. It joncerns Jack Hendricks, now mana* ger of the Indianapolis American as* sociation team: Jack was surprised in the middle of one season to learn that _ he had been purchased from Spokane by Washington. He saf on the bench 11 days. On the twelfth day the game was close. In the ninth inning the Washington catcher got a single and lumbered to first. Washington needed a run and needed it badly. Cantillon, who was coaching off first, called to Hendricks, who divested himself of his sweated and trotted over to first. “Run for this fellow," instructed Cantillon. “Go down when I tell you.” In wonderment Hendricks took thd base. On the second pitch Cantillon yelled with all his lung power: “Beat it!” Hendricks got up his best steam, but was intercepted 25 feet from second by the baseman with the ball in his hands/ He strode back toward the bench, trying his best to avoid the irate Cantillon. “You easy mark,” breathed Joe, with the deadliest venom. “I thought you could run bases.” “Who told you I could run bases?” demanded Hendricks with spirit. “I never claimed to be a base runner.” “Why, you stole 65 bases In Spokane last year, you cripple,” Cantillon told Hendricks, ending with a “didn’t you?” “I stole only 15 bases in Spokane last year,” answered Headricks, truthfully. “The record book says 65, but that was a typographical error.” Cantillon tore his hair. He screeched and fumed around the base line until his players grew so nervous they blew up and lost the game. “Get out of here," Cantillon stormed at Hendricks. “I don’t want you around. Get out, you typographical error, you.”