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THE BROOELXS DAILY EAG LE. NE YORK SUNDAY, JULY 15, 1900. 10 FOQZIES HI STYMIES. BASE BALL BAND GOSSIP why it was not ringing at least not in my mind." I asked Dr. GUI about the other trouble at the Guttenburg track, that of the awarding holes, and in the event of delays would ease his mind of what In fact amounts to overcharge.

One's play is not helped by the knowledge that he has got to pay for about as much time in which ho Is not playing as while he is playing, and nofeoubt a change in the present system on the lines proposed would be fairer to the public and equitable to ihe caddie. American Golf. "Another time at Westward Ho, when there was a great crowd at the first tee, two strangers were just starting off. After a great deal of waggle, one of them in attempting to make his drive almost missed his ball, just knocking it off the tee, at which a well known North Devon parson rushed up and said, "Allow me to measure it. Ah! I thought so; shortest drive on record, three quarters of an inch!" Golf Illustrated, of the rule, Jt is not necessary to consider.

It executed the law to the letter, and while the Mineola was found in fault she was found to have fouled Rainbow and consequently to have forfeited all claim to the race she is still left winner of the prize. The committee evidently took into consideration the huge beating which Mineola gave Rainbow and which showed conclusively that had the latter gotten away ahead to windward, the Mineola would still have beaten her by a big margin. At the same time, what is the use of having rules if they are not lived up to 7 What is the use of pretending that if a yacht violates them, she will be disqualified, unless she is disqualified? These are all matters which yachtsmen would do well to look into. College Athletics. rear early in the race.

It does not do to keep a horse in a glass case these days. Ethelbert's defeat has lost him many admirers and there are many who now doubt his claim to being the best horse of the year. In the Metropolitan, early last spring, he ran a fine race: in the Suburban his victory over Jean Bern ltd was a good performance. But here it is the middle of July, almost half of the racing season over, and he has been sent to the post but four times. It looks as if Messrs.

Engeman and Bayard have made an error in catering to the higher clas of horses. In a number of races there has been no eemblance of a contest, simply because one good horse has been allowed In at a light weight, with a lot of selling platers whose owners, realizing that they have no chance to win. have withdrawn from the contest and the race dwindles down to two or three, which are starters simply to get second and third money. This makes bad racing. There are any number of horses of the selling plate class waiting to race and there would be no difficulty in securing large fields if the conditions were more equitable.

The Brighton Beach management is not to be blamed for its endeavor to place the racing at the track on a higher plane than heretofore. But when the owners of high class horses will not compete with each other for the purses offered by the Brighton Beach Racing Association, then they should no longer he catered to, and the poorer quality of thoroughbreds whose owners are ready to race should be given more of a chance. The Saratoga meeting begins early in August. I suppose the racing at the Spa will be of the same quality as last season, small entries and fewer starters. Most of the thoroughbreds that go to Saratoga are sent there to rest up for the fall campaign, which begins at Sheepshead Bay around the first of September.

The rejuvenating effects of a month at Horse Haven, with its freedom from flies and mosquitoes and its cool nights, work wonders on a horse. Every year they return invigorated and refreshed and they run all the better for their month's vacation. The purses offered by the Saratoga Association are too small to attract many horses, but the club can hardly be blamed for offering such meager purses, as. with the exception of last season, their meetings have been conducted at a loss. This year Joseph J.

Burke will again occupy his customary seat in the stand and act as judge at the finish, and Matt Byrnes of prizes, and he said it would be straight CUed OUt Verv soon "Tho rnce enmmittpe. as I Fred Lemmermann says, will have to do one of two things." said he; "either stick to their original proposition, in which case Nat Ward will keep his wagon every event being a completed race or to the programme, in which case Mr. Lemmermann will get the Reid. not the Telegraph. Cup.

The former cup has not been inscribed vet, nor will it be till the matter is closed." "What about the Telegraph Cup?" I asked. "It has arrived O. replied Dr. Gill, "but it was wrongly marked and will have to be changed. It is a verv handsome cup and well worth the winning.

The whole affair was most unfortunate, and I would give a good lump sum to have it straightened out in a way agreeable to all." There seems to be a craze for speedways at present, and it the call keeps up a few months more, every town and hamlet in the country will have a place where steppers can be breezed at pleasure. And It is well it is so. Unless one is a member of a driving club it is almost impossible to find a track on which to speed, not to mention that a track is a poor place for pleasure driving, and with no place to drive, what good is a trotter. Out in the broiling sun on a track, holding the lines over a pesky trotter. Is not the coolest work on earth, and so if they can get a tree lined road set aside for the purpose, drivers ought not to be blamed and it should not be said that they want the earth.

Having a place set aside for the purpose makes speeding at any other place inexcusable, and thus greatly lessens the element ot danger in driving on a more or less crowded thoroughfare. It was New York, of course, that set the style some time ago, and one by one the other cities and towns have followed suit. Brooklyn has just opened hers. Hartford. Jersey City, Long Branch, Buffalo, Staten Island, Ithaca.

Baltimore and Washington each has a straightaway public speed track; Philadelphia will soon fall in line, a commission from that city having recently visited the New York drive, for the purpose of getting ideas on the subject. These speedways do a deal of good in so many ways that the cost of building them is not at all commensurate with the good done. It furnishes a pleasure ground for the people where they may see the grandest animal at his best; it serves to develop both driver and stepper, and lastly it takes the spirited horses off the crowded streets where they are a constant menace and danger. Base Ball. 1 With a lead of 100 a A points and a long list of games at the home grounds, the Brooklyns may be expected to retain first place for nearly a month, if not during the remander of the season.

Their work on the recent trip, while not so gootl at on the previous Western tour, was up to championship form, because thev more than held their own against teams that had improved materially since the early season. Compared with tne Brooklyns, the other Eastern teams, so far as road work is concerned, are outclassed ana it is the team that can win away from home that will win the pennant. Philadelphia, Boston and New York have really made a sorry showing on the trip, and were it not for the record made by the Champions, the East would have been sadly disgraced. The Quakers dropped from second to fourth place during the two weeks of traveling, while the Bostons returned in seventh place, whereas they left home in third position. Fortunatelv for the Giants, they could not drop anv lower than the position they occupied when they started, but they return home hopelessly in last place.

The next two weeks should strengthen Brooklyn's hold on the lead. After playing a series with the New Yorks. they entertain the Western teams and will have the advantage of playing at home. It is true that the Westerners have improved in their play, particularly so far as the pitchers are concerned, but the Champions have more than kept pace with them, as a glance at the recent games will show. The defeats sustained by Hanlon's men have almost Invariably been by narrow margins, while two of the pitchers Nops and Kitson made records which stand as the noted achievements of the year.

They are especially noteworthy because they were achieved away from home, outstripping the fourteen inning victory of Griffith and the single hit games of Leever against Boston, both of which were scored at home. The recent assault perpetrated by Jack Doyle on Umpire Einslie has disclosed the disgraceful fact, according to John T. Brush, that the league is powerless to punish the offending player. This is a lapse that even the race tracks are not guilty of. Let a jockey, who commands a salary of anywhere from $5,000 to $10,000 a season and is therefore more valuable to his employer than is a ball player to his team, assault the starter or one of the judges and witness the summary action that is meted out to him.

He is either set down or heavily fined, and while the sport Is in a ay injured thereby, the public does not complain. There is some misplaced sympathy expressed, similar to that which would follow the same discipline meted out to a player, but the Jockey Club does its work fearlessly and is applauded for it. The baseball magnates should take their cue from the racing men. They should pass a law to the effect that any ball player while in uniform either on or off the field, other than the captain, who leaves his position or addresses the umpire or acts with the intent to intimidate him ot to influence his honest effort to perform his duties, shall be subject to the following punishment: A fine of $0 on his first offense and his employer fined an extra $10. On his second offense, a fine of $25 and a fine of $50 for his employer.

Third offense, the player to be set down for from two to thirty days without salary; the term of suspension to be not less than forty eight hours from the time of his being put out of the game. While under suspension, his case shall be taken up by a board of stewards, consisting of three men selected from the club owners who are not delegates to the league meetings, who shall punish the player according to their judgment. Two of the stewards shall be continually traveling around the circuit, so as to be on the grounds at all times to see that the players and umpires are conducting themselves in a proper manner. It shall take the unanimous vote of tho league to remove any one of the stewards. They shall have the power to appoint, discharge and assign the staff ot umpires.

Of course, the baseball magnates will be the first to condemn the idea of giving such great power into the hands of the board of stewards. So did the racing people at one time, but they found that this was the only honest and the safest plan to fave the sport, and the Jockey Club stewards were secured. This seems to be the only solution of the difficulty, and should be adopted by the magnates if they honestly wish to keep the game before the public and retain its support. The added expense may stand In the way, but it would be money well spent, and would be regained ten fold in the end. I submit the plan to the magnates for their careful consideration.

PHRADY. The New Foursome. Andf tvfi, yo hae tae drink nlfter tdi.4 l. uifi dny's K. Simp.

ur think I'll hao a mixod four itr. wi.uslcy, het water, lemon una nugai. GuItliiK. A Practical Joke by Pop Anson, Which Is Alleged to Have Soured Dahlen on Chicago. A PORTER WHO KNEW "DAYLIN." Jack Dunn Has an Eye to the Future.

Why He Deserves the Admiration of His Fellows. That Yankee trait which makes the successful horse dealer has been the secret Ned Hanlon's success and if one were to trace his ancestry, he would find in his family tree a root that was famous in Connecticut history as a trader. None of his other great base ball exploits compares with the Dahlen De Montreville Magoon deal, which for slick ness casts into the shade anything ever attempted by the hero of "David Harum." Han Ion gave DeMont for Dahlen and within a year got DeMont back for Magoon. Now he has both Dahlen and DeMont, while Magoon, who played with Chicago a season, is in the American League. If anybody ever got something for nothing, Hanlon is certainly the man.

This is manifestly apparent from the record made by Dahlen this season and last. He would not play his game for Chicago; with Brooklyn he is one of the star shortstops ot the league, if not the best of them all. According to a Chicago man, who is now a resident of this city, the reason for Dahlen's refusal to do his best for the Colts was on account of a practical joke played on him by Pop Anson some years ago. As the story goes, the Chicago team wa on its way to Cincinnati to play a Sunday game and Dahlen turned in early, presuming of course that the manager would attend to the railroad ticket aud berth, as is customary with ball teams on the road. The Chicagos, it may be said, traveled swell in those days, for nothing was too good for Anson.

At any rate Dahlen was dreaming of bass hits and fielding averages in a lower berth of the sleeping car when he was rudely awakened by the porter, who was built very much after the Peter Jackson pattern and wh whispered softly into Bill's ear: "Ticket, sah." "Ticket be hanged." Bill is reported to have said. "Go see the manager and be hanged yourself." "All right, sah. Excuse me, sah," replied the porter. Anson occupied the adjoining berth as It happened and Dahlen was, therefore, dumbfounded to hear the following conversation: "Gernmen in No. 13 says you have his I ticket, sah." "Who in thunder is in No.

13?" Anson is said to have asked. "No one connected with this team is ever allowed to sleep in a berth with that, hoodoo number on it." "What?" Bill is said to have howled. "Come, Anse, give up and let me turn in. I'm sleepy." "My dear sir, you are laboring under a misapprehension. Porter, ask the gentleman hla name." "He asseverates dat it's Dahlen, sah." "Dahlen? Don't remember ever hearing that name before.

I don't know the man, Mr. Porter. He's an impostor and I advise you to get his ticket or put him off." "Certainly, sah. I know Bill Daylin of the Chicagos and this person can't throw no con into me no how. Come, sah.

Mistah, what's yoah name: gib me a ticket or off you go." "Ah, go soak your head," was Dahlen's alleged remark as he rolled over in his berth and started to woo the sandman. "What's that" the porter said, according to the story, as he reached in and yanked Dahlen back into view. "I want dat ticket or off you goes." By this time the rest ot the team was awake and remembering many a similar practical j'oke played on them by Dahlen, encouraged the porter in his efforts. The upshot of it was that Dahlen was compelled to dress and was later deposited on a small way station somewhere in northern Ohio, with only the laughter of Anson and his associates to keep him company during the remainder of the night. He arrived in Cincinnati about noon the next day and in reply to the many questions showered at him, said: "How do you do.

That's all." But he never again played the game he was capable of until he was traded to Brooklyn. "That was a lively bunch that played with Chicago in those days," continued the Western man. "They were all out and out sports and most of them were perpetually broke. Dahlen had a run of hard luck one year and two weeks after the season ended he appeared in Jim Hart's office, shook hands with tho president and said in his characteristic way: 'There's something I came here to see you for, Jim, but I've almost forgotten it. Ah, yes.

Can you let me have my next year's salary? You know if you want me to play good ball next summer I've got to live this winter. That's "Do you know." concluded the story teller, "to this day Dahlen does not recollect how he made his exit from that office." A young man of many schemes is Jack Dunn, who is ready to resume work at the old stand whenever Manager Hanlon calls on him. "Horse Shoe," as the pride of Bayonne is called by his friends, has always an eye for the main chance, and if he doesn't succeed after his pitching days are over nobody else will. His success in placing young Mc Loughlin in the market, that is. taking a pitcher from the lot3 and placing him with a first class league team like the Phillies, a record in its way, has led Johnny to look forward to great possibilities in the future.

"When I get too old for the game, I'm going to open a school for pitchers." he said the other day. "I'll have weekly try outs, iike the boxing clubs, and charge them $25 a try. The public will be admitted at so much per, and they'll see something that they never have before. Of course, all the pupils won't make stars, but if I can get one good one out of every hundred ambitious pitchers, why there'll be so much more coming to Dunny, because I can unload them on the league. I'm out for the stuff." Dunn's advice to McLaughlin was characteristic: "There isn't a man in the league that can hit the bail," he said.

"You've got them all skinned with that speed and curve of yours. Put 'em over and use your nerve for the rest. That's all you need to win nerve." Dunn, by the way, deserves the admiration of everybody in the game because of his nerva and grit. Few know that his left arm Is to the shoulder by the smallest possible tie and that a glass tube acts In lieu of a bone. When a boy of eleven, he was run ever by a hand car while at play on the tracks in Jersey City and his left arm almost severed at the shoulder.

The doctors who saw him gave him a tew hours to live, but a Sister in one of the Catholic hospitals saved his life. "As soon as I was hurt," said Dunn the other day, "I got up and ran for home. I ran faster than I ever did before or since, and nobody could have caught me that day. In the hospital, they had a confab over me. and the doctors said that If they amputated my arm, it would be all over.

They said it was all over anyway, because nobody could fix up that arm again. 'You fellows are away I said to myself; 'Dunny isn't going to die The sister told them to leave the case in her hands and she would save me, and so she did. "It doesn't worry me much now," said the plucky little fellow, "but I have to be caro fu: not to get hit with the ball. The marks ot the wheel are there yet. and the sleeve of my shirt chafes the soro spot when I'm pitching, because there's a hole there that is disagreeable when It fills up, but a little cut.

with a razor always brings it around all right. "Ever been hit? No; Dunny's too careful for that." KK.UGEB, NOT CUP HUNTING. There is no truth whatever in the report that part of the business ot the three Boer delegates in America was to arrange for a challenge by Kruger for the famous cup. His honor can have but little nautical knowledge. for until quite lately he considered himself to be a chosen vessel, though he is now being quickly outclassed under Bobs' dieplaoe ment ruie.

Kacntsnian. How the New Amateur Champion, Walter J. Travis, Took Up Golf. THE RAVINE HE COULDN'T DRIVE. A "Wheelman and Bowler Before He Was a Golfer Comments and Clippings.

Bay Side, L. July 14 Bay Side shares with Flushing the honor brought by the performance of Walter J. Travis in winning the amateur golf championship of the United States, this place because it was here that he first struck at the little gutta percha ball with the several clubs used in the game, the other because It is there, at 246 Lincoln Park, that he lives. Travis' rise in the golfing world was as brilliant as it was rapid. He possesses the qualities which one must have to achieve fame in any branch ot sport.

His parents were English, but he was born in Australia, having first seen the light of day at Maiden, a suburb of Melbourne, in January, He received his higher education at Trinity College, Melbourne, from which he was graduated in 1SS8. In that year his father died and Young Travis decided to enter upon a business career. He secured employment with the big hardware firm of McLean Bros. Riggs of Melbourne. Having learned all the details of the business, two years later he was selected as the American representative of the firm.

The same year he came to America he was married to Miss Anna Bent, daughter of Bart lett Bent of Middletown, Conn. Mrs. Travis is also a good golf player and takes care of the numerous trophies her husband has won in the past few years. Nor is golf the only sport to which Mr. Travis has prominently risen.

As a member of the Australian cricket team in America. he distinguished himself in several games played over on Staten Island. Along in the early nineties, he took up cycling and became an enthusiastic devotee of the wheel. He would take daily spins down on the Merrick road and there were few who went over that course who could show their rear wheels to Mr. Travis.

Seven years ago he moved to Flushing and joined the Niantic Club, where several of the trophies awarded in bowling and billiard tournaments were won by him. It was through his connection with the Niantic Club that Travis joined the Oakland Golf Club. In 1S96 the Oakland links were ready for play. One of the Niantic Club members suggested to Travis that he go out and look over the links. Walter B.

Lawrence was then president of the Golf Club. He showed Travis around the course. Lawrence was seated 4on the veranda of the club house with Travis. There is a ravine opposite the club house, from the seventh tee, which Travis has no difficulty now in driving. "How would you like to be able to drive across that ravine?" asked Lawrence.

Travis then said he thought it was impossible. They went the rounds together. On bis first attempt Travis made the nine holes in something less than 100, but was beaten by Lawrence, who took 70. Travis joined the club. Unlike most of the members, he did not come out only once a week.

He came more frequently and was soon able to negotiate the course in comparatively good figures. The next year Travis entered an open tournament. Before that he had been unheard of in the golfing fraternity. "Who is Travis?" wielders of the brassie asked. "Where did he learn the game?" And that brought the Oakland Golf Club into prominence.

Travis was always seeking to learn more about the game and in 1898 thought he could compete with the nation's stars. In that year and the following he reached the semifinals. What he accomplished at Garden City is a matter of recent record. And now there is some talk of American Champion Travis going abroad next year to compete in an amateur championship there. Golfers generally would have liked to have seen J.

H. Taylor and Harry Vardon meet again ere tho ex champion took himself off to the States. This is out of the question, however; but no doubt, when opportunity occurs, the champion and his old rival will cross clubs again. Taylor has been Vardon's strongest opponent in the past, and in the future he may be depended upon to do his level best to keep in front, now he has got there. Golfing (London).

The bogey list as made up for the championship course at Garden City might possibly have been changed a point in the favor of the players by making the mark a 6 for the fourth hole instead of a 5. Devereaux Emmett estimated the bogey at this hole a 6 when It was lengthened from 490 to 503 yards, making it the longest on the course by two yards, but the committee afterward changed it. A formidable bunker placed about 150 yards from the tee makes a fine drive a necessity, while the least bit of a slice will bring the ball, on the first or second shot. Into the lone grass, which is long with a vengeance at this point and studded with clumps of bushes. A road makes a hazard ten yards this side of the green and to make the hole in 5 means par golf.

The thirteenth, the 500 yard hole, whose bogey is a is even more difficult mainly because an overapproach of a few yards will lay the ball In the rough that separates the thirteenth and fifteenth putting greens. Nothing but praise was heard at Garden City over the "No Local Rule" sign that was so conspicuous about the club house and upon the score cards. It is announced that knickerbockers must be formally relegated to the background this season," and that white flannel trousers will be the only orthodox golfing costume. Exactly the same process of evolution took place twenty odd years ago, when tennis was the only game. The trouble seems to be that knickerbockers are too hot, and that it takess too much time to put them on properly.

With the flannels, half hose of gorgeous designs will be worn, so that the touch of color may not be wholly wanting. Red and white sweaters are appropriate for these early spring days, and these, are woven with a shaped opening at tho neck, so as to show the soft stock tie. A gray crush hat banded with a scarf In white and lavender tones makes a smart looking head covering, although any kind of cap or hat is good enough for the honest workaday golfer. One novelty shown by the haberhRshers is a big silk neck handkerchief folded as it for a sash, caught to the shirt's neckband in front, drawn to the rear, then crossed and the ends brought forward and knotted under the chin. This idea will be welcome to the man who cannot address his ball so long as his neck is fettered by even the turndown collar and string cravat of his negligee shirt.

Golf. The caddie hire at Van Cortlandt Park Is a matter subject to some criticism. At present the rate is 20 cents per hour, and on the face of it It may seem not extortionate, yet the above amount Is extortionate under the generally prevailing overcrowding of the links. Owing to the great number playing on the course, one's game is frequently delayed through no fault of his own, and he Is kept back from finishing the courBc in anything like the time in which he could ordinarily do it were it not for the overcrowded condition which generally pertains to the course. For that reason it may safely be said the present charge ot 20 cents an hour is easily 25 per cent, more than may be considered a reasonable price.

In numbers of instances players become Impatient at delays and only partially play over the course, and yet the price is based upon the hour and they have to pay as though they had the enjoyment of the full course. Under these conditions 15 cents per hour is all that It ought to be. for one should accomplish nine holes in approximately that time, and yet a more criiiitahln eharec. perhaps, would he at the Prate of 2 cents per hole, which for nine holes would be 18 cents and for the full course 3 cents. For two rounds of the course a caddie would receive 72 cents, which is not by any means a bad return for his time and character of service, or which would be fair wages for a day's work.

For the player It would afford him a fixed rate tor any number ot Young critic How delightful everything is out here. And you have golf links, too. I can hear the players over there by the woods. Farmer Pete No; you'll have ter guess again; them's only a couple of owls a yellin' "Hoot!" Cleveland Leader. "Doesn't golf interfere with work?" asked the young man.

"Certainly not," answered the golf enthusiast. "Work interferes with golf." Reading (Pa.) Telegram. A MAD DOG ON THE BALL FIELD. He Causes a Stampede at "Washington Park, Gets Killed and Spoils a "Killing." A mad dog crawled under the iron gate at the main entrance to Washington Park one day last week and for half an hour created more excitement than a twenty inning 1 to 0 game between Brooklyn and New York. On the steps leading up to the grand stand at the time were Pitcher Jack Dunn, Fritz, the ticket seller; Parker, the ground keeper; Harry, his assistant, and Reddy, the keeper of the bats, all of whom were discussing the chances of Bounteous in one of the races at Brighton.

Downstairs in the office Tommy Simpson was figuring out what chances the other horses in the same race had against Bounteous. Everybody had come to the conclusion that Bounteous was a sure thing and all had chipped in to make a "killing" at the track, when a shout of "mad dog" was heard on the street and simultaneously a dark object was seen to crawl under the gate. The stampede that followed cast into the shade the wildest dive ever made by the bleacherites to get out of a rainstorm. Fritz, the ticket seller, made a flying leap and landed on all fours on the brass railings that guard the entrance, making his perch more secure by twining his legs around the turnstile. Reddy, the bat tender, shinned up a post and flattened his face against the floor of the grand stand, thinking, ostrich like, that so long as he couldn't see the dog the mad canine couldn't get a line on him.

Dunn, the pitcher, shot up the stairs six at a time, crawled up the ladder to the roof and pulled the ladder after him. Parker, the ground keeper, gave a slack wire performance on the back of a chair and Harry, his assistant, climbed into the water barrel and took observations through the bunghole. Simpson came to the door to find out what the commotion was about, saw the dog and slammed the door shut, locked it and put the key in the safe. In the meantime his dogship cast leery eyes at Fritz, the ticket seller, who truned a sickly white and began to pray, while Parker, the ground keeper, looked around for a better and safer foothold. The dog was evidently on the search for better game, for he hustled out on the diamond, where he tried to make a meal of the hosepipe.

While he was thus engaged, Dunn, the pitcher, came down from the roof; Reddy. the bat tender, slid down the pole; Fritz, the ticket seller, fell off the turnstile; Parker, the ground keeper, completed his slack wire performance, and Harry, his assistant, emerged from the barrel. By this time Simpson had remembered the combination of the safe, recovered the key and opened the door. He popped his head cautiously through a crack and yelled "Cheese it; here he comes!" The dive that followed made the former rush look like a cake walk in swell society. All five got to the door together, and a deadlock ensued, which was only broken when one of the lot extricated himself and the five landed on the floor in a heap.

Simpson was the first to recover, and he locked the door and again put the key in the safe. The dog in the meantime had crawled up stairs and the patter of his feet could be heard on the platform at the top of the grand stand. A council of war was held and a plan of campaign mapped out. "Gimme a ball," said Dunn, the pitcher, "and I'll show you fellows and that dog that this wing of mine is still o. "All I want is a bat," said Reddy, the bat tender, dat kiyi'll look like 30 cents." "Open the window," said Fritz, the ticket' seller, "so I can call the police!" "If I only had the water turned on, I'd give him a bath," said Parker, the ground keeper "What I want," said Harry, his assistant 'is a way to get out." And Simpson said: "I've got a gun that Jim, the watchman, uses on the rats at night.

I'll take that and you fellows take whatever you can find." "Gimme what's in the safe an' I'll bribe the dog," said Reddy, the bat keeper. "Take the safe," said Simpson. Eventually, all were armed. Simpson had the gun, which contained two bullets; Dunn, the pitcher, had a base ball; Fritz, the ticket seller had a mask: Reddy, the bat tender, carried a paper weight in one hand and the feather duster in the other; "to tickle the dog with," he said: Parker, the ground keeper, carried a worried look, and Harry, his assistant, a bat. They sallied forth with Simpson first, the revolver, fully cocked, being held at arm's length, far in the lead.

The patter of the dog's feet had ceased by this time and it was soon discovered that, he had returned to the diamond. Simpson let fly the two bullets in rapid succession, one hitting the top of the right field fence and the other plowing up the field In deep center. The Italians on First street, thinking another shooting affray was under way. ducked for cover and the dog he came on a straight line for the assailing party. Simpson, as a last resort, threw the pistol at his dogship and hit him on the tall, diverting his attention for a time.

Finding that he could not make a meal of the revolver, the dog made a bee line for the Third avenue fence. Dunn, the pitcher, threw the ball at him and missed. Fritz, the ticket seller, tried to dasso the animal with his mask and failed. Reddy, the bat tender, dropped the paper weight on his own toe and In stooping tickled Parker, the ground keeper, with the feather duster so that he (Parker) lost his worried look. Half way down the field, the dog wobbled, fell, got up again, staggered and dropped exhausted.

Harry, the ground keeper's assistant, charged on him. bat in hand and with one swipe, that would have been good for a homer, put the disturber out of his misery. All was again as pleasant as a summer day until it was discovered that the race had been run at Brighton, Bounteous had won, and nobody had a bet down. WAS IT INTENTIONAL? French Paper Makes Kaiser Turn His Back to the Queen. In reproducing photos of the Heligoland Cup.

a French yachting paper arrangefi the two Illustrations, showing each side of the cup. In a manner to suggest international complications. The cup has on one side a fine portrait of her majesty, the Queen, and on the other one of the German Emperor. We naturally, la3t week, presented these with the profiles facing, but our French contemporary carefully makes the Kaiser turn his back upon his august relative. The French nation as a whole would doubtless welcome such an event in reality, but we trust our contemporary did not mean to give the pictures any political significance.

Yachtsman. TOO MUCH GAME IN HIS BEDROOM. A Great Pond young man had a surprise one night recently that was not altogether agreeable. The front door blew open some time in tho night, and a hedgehog walked in, wended its way upstairs, and when the young man awoke it was quietly sitting on the broad window Bill of his room. He did not.

slop for inquiries before knocking It through the screen, but there was a quantity of quills In tho casement next morning as souvenirs of his nocturnal visitor. Malno Sportsman. The overwhelming victory of the American athletes at the English championships at Stamford Bridge on Saturday. July 7, was gratifying to all Ameri The victory was all the more impres sive when one considers that the representatives of Syracuse University, among whom was the champion broad jumper, Prinstein. did not arrive in time to compete.

As was pvnprrpi Inntr Histancp races Droved easy wins for the Englishmen, no American doing better than fifth in either the four mile vim rlu ri.nr,Wj cnunloihaco The forte of the English athlete is endurance rather than the great speed necessary in the sprint races. This has been shown on many occasions. The surprise of the day was the defeat of Captain John Cregan of the Prinecton track team by the Englishman Tysoe in the half mile run. Cregan had been looked upon as a sure winner in this event, and his running was a great disappointment. The truth of the matter seems to have been that Cregan was not well enough to run.

and thus was unable to do himself justice. After the performance which the Americans gave at London there 'seems no reason for fear at the coming Olympian games. Of course, soeedv athletes are likely to turn up from India. Australia. Germany.

France and Greece, but it has usually been the Englishmen whom we have had to beat in international contests, and the snowing under of the British athletes on their own grounds would speak volumes for the chances of the Americans at Paris. A peculiar incident has recently come to light In connection with the intercollegiate boat race rowed at Poughkeepsie on the 13th of June. One of the rules at the University of Pennsylvania is that no married man shall be allowed to pull an oar in the 'varsity shell. After the race was over and won by the Pennsylvanians, the amusing fact comes out that Captain James Burton Snover the University of Pennsylvania crew w'as a married man at the time of the big race. Unbeknown to friends, faculty and even parents, the young man had married the girl of his first choice the 1st of iast January, and the secret had been carefully kept by the young people and the officiating clergyman.

If it had leaked out the result would have been fearful. Not only would young Snover have been prevented from stroking his crew to a hard earned victory, but he would have, in all probability, been expelled from the university for practicing deceit upon the faculty, and thus would have failed to get the cherished degree of M. D. of which he is now the proud possessor. Small wonder that the young bride was the most excited of those who witnessed the race from the Red and Black launch and that, at the finish of the trying struggle, the girl fell backwards almost in a swoon.

Certainly the young people are to be commended for the unique way in which they managed to keep their secret. After the race was over the first news of the marriage of six months ago was contained in a telegram which the bride sent to her parents informing them that "her husband had stroked his crew to victory." These Httie episodes of real life and romance aro very interesting when they come to the light. Shooting. When the Daly three barrel gun was first introduced to the American sportmen, it was a hammer gun and black powder was used in both the shotgun and rifle barrels. This gun, as most readers know, consists of a finely made, well balanced weapon with the two shot barrels side by side as in the usual type of shotgun, and a rifle barrel underneath where the ramrod of an old muzzleloader would go.

Later this three barrel gun was made for nltro powder in the shot barrels and black powder in the rifle barrel, but now the arm is made for nltro powder in all three barrels. This is the first gun of its kind on the American market to shoot a high power smokeless cartridge in a rifle barrel. Gus Zimmerman, the globe trotter, president of the Zettler Rifle Club and member of half a dozen others, is making his annual European tour, accompanied by his son George, who seems to have inherited his father's shooting ability. The pair first went to Endigen, Germany, where Gus was born, and there father and son won first and second prizes respectively at the open tournament of the Endigen Shooting Society. Then they went to Dresden to participate in the thirteenth annual festival of the German Federation of Riflemen, which, according to cable advices from Zimmerman, began last Sunday.

The tournament of the sharpshooters began on Tuesday. Both of the Zimmermans took part. The shooting was done at 200 yards, rapid firing, and as no one in the world could beat Gus at quick shooting, he had a decided advantage. He won first prize while his son carried off second prize. Zimmerman and his son will take part in the international rifle shooting competition in connection with the Paris Exposition.

The contests there will begin on Thursday, July 19. It is queer that none of the many cracks with the rifle ever think of going abroad, Zimmerman, of course, excepted. A few years ago, Zimmerman induced several of the American shooters to accompany him on a Transatlantic trip when they made up a team composed of Zimmerman, Fred Ross, Harry Pope, Ignatz Martin and Randolph Gute. The latter was not rated as a crack, but he did well enough to help the team in winning everything in sight from Hamburg to and including Switzerland. It has been suggested that an American team of 200 yard shooters would be the proper thing at the Paris Exposition tournament, but nothing tangible has been done.

Trotting. I saw Dr. Gill yesterday afternoon at the Empire City track, and had a talk with him in regard to the trouble at the Gutten burg track several weeks ago. It was relative to the alleged cases of ringing in the race for the Staten Island Cup that the doctor wanted to be thoroughly understood. "There was no ringing whatever," he repeated over and over to me.

"The truth of the matter is that, for some time past there ha; been discussion between the owners of certain Staten Island Speedway steppers, as to the relative speeds of the latter, and they agreed to settle the matter for a cup, for which they all subscribed. Now, before we go any further, let me correct the statement that the race was for green, or unmarked, horses. It was not so on the programme, nor was it so in reality. The two erases in question were the bay horse T. H.

which was said to be Nomad and a bay mare. Lumber Girl, said to he Lady Blanche Mr Thompson has driven his Lady Blanche on the speedway time and time again, and Mr. Harper has done the same with Nomad, or T. H. as he is known to all.

Lady Blanche was better known as Lumber Girl, and Nomad as T. H. so they were thus entered in the race. It was race between certain known and named horses; so, if a driver entered a horse, what matters it what ho calls him, providing, of course, he is the one named. To my mind, to be ringing, some benefit must accrue to the ringer, either in getting a fast horse in a slower class or to fool the bookmakers.

As no possible advantage could accrue from tho cases In question. Golf. There were very few criticisms of the Garden City course heard during the whole of the championship tourney, and this is remarkable when one considers the heights from "which the golfer who is put out of running in a national tournament falls. The further the tumble the more severe is Ihe criticism to be and the course must be a good one on the whole to have come through euch an ordeal with so few smirches upon its character. Yet there were two faults, or, to he more correct, one fault in two different places, which are palpable, and they were brought out very distinctly in the final match of the tourney.

These are hazards that penalize good second drives and they are situated at the eighth and the sixteenth hole. At the eighth hole, which is 433 yards, the green is situated at the further side of a little ravine through which runs a road. This road is fringed with long grass and is about 15 yards from the hole. Travis got into this long grass on his second shot when playing the morning round with Douglas, while Douglas, who was outdriven, was in good position to get on the green in 3. This cost Travis the hole.

But the play at the sixteenth hole in the afternoon evened tiie score, for Douglas was then the sufferer. This hole. too. is just 433 yards, the exact distance of the other. The bunker is an artificial one of sand and Douglas plumped into it on his second shot, while Travis, who was short of the bunker in 2, pitched over dead in 3.

This happened just as the storm broke. If every golfer had the facilities for practice that Harriman and Travis and "Watson and some other golfers enjoy, the play in the championship tourneys might be closer in many instances. For instance, Findlay S. Douglas, champion in ISflS, and runner up in 1899 and 1900, is a young man who is compelled to earn his own living and who works hard at his labor. His only time for practice is late in the afternoon or on Sundays and holidays.

Douglas gets two weeks' vacation each year and he takes it playing golf. He took a week to play in the open tournament at Atlantic City, where Travis beat him in the semi final. He took another week for the championship, where his Nemesis again was Travis. Douglas was invited to spend a month at Garden City prior to the championship by a friend who is a member of the club. He refused, for the reason that his friend nvould be called upon to pay the club charges for non members.

Another player whose game showed a lack of practice is Alfred L. Xorris of the Dyker Meadow Golf Club. Norris is a broker and a busy one. and his golf is a side issue and a recreation. He was put out by Lockwood in the championship, afcer having made a fine qualifying score.

Xorris' game with the wooden clubs was a fine one and Willie Camp 'bell, the old veteran professional, said that if Norris could play his irons as well as he 'did the driver and brassy, he would be a very dangerous antagonist indeed. Again, Dyker Meadow is no place to practice for a over such a course as Garden City. Dyker Meadow is one of the most delightful ehort ccAirses to be found and certainly as pic uresqui as any. But play at Garden City requires long, straight driving, such as is not encouraged by Dyker Meadow. Dyker Meadow also has a fair green that is surpassingly good.

Thus the player who finds himself in a position for long iron shots, provided he has at Dyker Meadow almost exclusively, ids apt to be at a great disadvantage. Wheeling. Another long cycling ride by a woman over the roads of Long Island Isn't it about time the League of American Wheelmen or the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty stepped in and secured legislation for this class? Political quarrels in New York City resulted in the anti six day race law a law that is. according to history, a piece of presumptuous nonsense, yet any woman with a bicycle and a hankering for notoriety can go out on the roads and ride for a week or longer, plugging away with a lot of humpbacked males in her wake and unsexing herself with her business of trainers, rubbers, pacemakers and such. One newspaper even regaled us with measurements of the three women most notorious at this work, giving the circumference of their bodies and limbs save in one instance, where the shy creature refused to give the size of her thigh.

Jimmy Michael's career in the cycling game since the first of the season proves that the other riders have climbed into Jimmy's class. At the time of his retirement Jimmy was 'the king bee both in style and speed. But )thers learned his style and the speed seems to have come with practice. Maybe Jimmy (is still the best performer when it comes to changing pace, but that is no recommendation now, for the motors take one the whole distance without a change. Times change Jimmy has changed, too.

But has Jimmy kept abreast of the old fellow with the scythe? I think he has. The Turf. Records are being emashed almost daily at Brighton Beach and if for nothing else the meeting at the track swept by ocean breezes will be long remembered for the many fast performances made over its elliptical course. There Jit little doubt that it is now one of the fastest In the country, as it certainly is in the Metropolitan Circuit. The record breaking began on the first day in the first race, that great sprinter Voter running the full six furlongs in 1:12 with consummate ease.

On a circular track this time has never been equaled. On Saturday week the mile and a quarter record for a circular track was almost equaled. Jack point covering the distance in 2:04 1 3. Washington Park holds the record, Algol and David Tenny both having run the distance in at the Chicago track. The Brighton Handicap was one of the beet races over a distance of ground run this season.

Jack Polnt'fi victory was a mild surprise, the fine showing of The Kentuckian, which finished eecond, being one of tho features of the race, while Imp's remarkable showing, with the heavy Impost of 121 pound, was a feat that places this mare high up in the standard of excellence. She is a marvel beyond question and those doubters who have been claiming that she would only run well when in front, had the fallacy of their argument effectually proven. At no point of the race was Imp in the lead, hut she carried her great weight io well and finished so gamely that almo.st the whole immense assemblage paid her the homage of applause when she returned to the scales. She received a much warmer greeting than did the winner. Jack Point.

Bthclbcrt. the favorite for the race, was beaten disgracefully. He was in trouble bo ore six furlongs hadtneen covered and at the Jinltih was ten lengths in the rear of the winner. The cause iti Ethelbert's defeat is laid by good judges to liVk racing. He had not appeared in public Vium since the Suburban, and.

this caused Ills retirement to the will be the starter. Both capable men. the.v. have the confidence of horsemen and public alike, although Byrnes is a trifle too easygoing to please some racing men. yachting.

The result of the Investigation into the alleged foul sailing of Captain Bob Wringe while in command of August Belmont's seventy footer, Mineola, on June 19, when she practically fouled the seventy footer Rain bow, has come as somewhat of a surprise to yachtsmen in general. Of course, they were not aware of the real facts of the case, When the foul occurred it was right under the noses of the regatta committee, and. according to all yachting authorities, within their jurisdiction whether there was a formal protest made or not. No formal protest as made. Mr.

Vanderbilt evidently decided that it would be best not to protest a yacht which was the property of so formidable a gentleman, financially as well as from a sporting standpoint, as August Belmont. He gave way to the Mineola when he had a clear right of way; a right to run him down or be run down by him without ultimate financial loss. Later I believe it was at the Seawanhaka Corinthian regatta Messrs. Belmont and Vanderbilt met and shook hands. Mr.

Vanderbilt said that it was too early in the racing year to get into quarrels, and Mr. Belmont smilingly nodded his head in acquiescence. Soon after Mr. Vanderbilt met Captain Bob Wringe, and, shaking hands, remarked that there was no hard feelings on his part. Captain Wringe.

with all the complacency of the traditional Englishman, said that if Mr. Vanderbilt was not disturbed over the matter, he (Captain Wringe) was not. that he (Captain Wringe) thought that probably both parties were somewhat in fault, and that he would consider the matter closed. Later on the committee was compelled to take cognizance of the affair, through a joint request of the owners of the two yachts for an interpretation of the phrase "close hauled." The interpretation of this phrase had never been made by a regatta committee of the New York Yacht Club and consequently had never been made by the club. Not that it would have made any difference, taken in conjunction with the rest of the rule, which, boiled down, says practically, actually and emphatically, that a yacht with the wind on her port side must give way to one with the wind on her starboard side.

The rule says specifically, a yacht on the wind, free, or with the wind aft, when on the starboard tack, has absolutely the right of way. Of course. If a yacht on the starboard tack, which Is not close hauled, should use her tack for the purpose or forcing an opponent which was on the port tack out of her course, either by easing away, or pinching up, and the intent was evident, the rule would not apply, and the unsportsmanlike conduct of the one who tried to force the other off her course, would forfeit all her right of way. There was no such contention In the case in point, however. Captain Wringe did not claim that the Rainbow either eased up or pinched up for the purpose of heading him off.

Rainbow had the starboard tack, the right of way, and never swerved half an Inch. Mineola. on the other hand, came down on the port tack, and instead of giving way as she should have done under the rule, she "held on, forcing the rightful holder of the right of way to give way under pain of collision. The excuse was not that Rainbow had borne away, or had pinched up, but that she was not so close hauled as she might have been. The Mineola was evidently taking a desperate chance.

Captain Wringe knew it and while there was no necessity for it he preferred to keep up his transatlantic reputation by holding on. Mineola had shown In her past races that she was far and away the better, but despite this she took all chances to get the better in the start, right or wrong. In England Captain Wringe has the reputation of a good sailor with a penchant for taking all sorts of chances. He has all of the English skippers afraid of him, because he will be run down rather than give in. even if he knows he is in the wrong.

With him it is and always has been a case of sink or swim. English skippers know this and fight shy of him. The skipper who gave way to him on June in was another Englishman, who knew his peculiarities. Skipper Wringe has not yet met an American skipper. When he does he may not find them so complaisant as the English skippers, and the chances are, if he meets an American and tries to force his bluff, his hand will be called and he will find himself floundering in the sea.

So far as the decision of the New York Yacht Club regatta committee is concerned, while It was a surprise and disappointment to yachtsmen in general. It as generally conceded to be not only fair under the circumstances, but politic. August Belmont is one of the foremost yachtsmen In the country. Not. only is he a generous supporter of the sport, but he is usually considered as a fair supporter, financially, of yachting.

Had the committee taken cognizance of the apparent foul, arbitrarily, as it. undoubtedly had a right to do, it might have lost one of the mainstays of American yachting. No protest having been formally made and it having decided to overlook the foul, nil that was left for it to do was to decide upon the question presented by the two owners. It executed its duty to the letter. Whether it was executed in accordance with the spirit A A.

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