Evening Republican, Volume 20, Number 258, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 27 October 1916 — YANKS FURNISH CICOTTE WITH BRAND NEW TALES [ARTICLE+ILLUSTRATION]

YANKS FURNISH CICOTTE WITH BRAND NEW TALES

White Sox Humorist Tells How Bill Donovan Came Very Near Tackling the Wrong Man. Eddie Cicotte, White Sox pitcher and humorist, after a recent trip brought back a couple of stories from New York which he relates with great relish. One has to do with Boone, who wore a Yankee uniform for a long time. Boone was playing third for New York recently, and when he came to bat for the ffrsTtlme he swung vicious* ly and fanned. A party of actors in a box not far from the Yankee bench started joshing him as he walked back. One of them held up a tennis racket and asked Boonelf he didn’t want to ust It the next time. Boone scowled as the fans laughed, but said nothing. His next trip to the plate resulted in another strike-out for him. He was good and sore, especially when the actors got after him again. For the sec-

ond time the tennis racket was held up to his view and lie was implored to try it. The Yankee gnashed his teeth, but held himself in check. It came his third trial, and he whiffed flash and, brandishing his bat, sprinted over to the box where the actors were sitting. Everybody expected a fight.

Manager Donovan and several of the Yankee players fan out, with the Intention of grabbing Boone before he hurt a spectator. The actors, 'shunning the anticipated blows—but not the publicity which might come to them —shrank back in their seats. Boone raised a threatening finger and in his high-pitched, shrill voice, said: “If you don’t like the way I play ball, you can go home.” It was during the same game, according to Cicotte. that a certain JTan made a number of loud, uncomplimentary remarks about the Yankees. Manager Donovan heard some of them, and finally made up his mind to put a stop to it. He went across the field and stoqd opposite the spot where the fan sat. The latter was a burly-looking individual, who appeared well able to take care of himself. “Any more of that line of chatter and out you go!” shouted Donovan, making a megaphone of his hands. “Say, if you try that you’re liable to wake up some morning and find somebody has placed a lily in your hands,” replied the fan. Later it was learned the fan’s name was McAullffe, a prize fighter of high repute in former days.'

Eddie Cicotte.