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Did I ever play ball in those days? Well, rather. If there was any species of ball game that I didn't play It was because It was so new that it hadn't reached that part of Iowa. As I look back it seems to me' that pretty nearly everything got Interested in had to do with ball In some shape or other. Of course, the game of baseball as it is played nowadays hadn't been developed, but there were several other games played with ball and bat, and with ball alone, that were good enough to occupy a good deal of my attention. One of these, called "anty-over" in our part of the country, I considered mighty good sport. Any number of boys—we never asked the girls to Join us unless we couldn't raise a quorum among ourselves—could play it, the more the merrier. Two leaders were appointed and they proceeded to choose sides. The teams then stationed themselves one on each side of some building, and the player with the ball tossed it over tha roof, at the same time yelling at the top of his voice, "Anty-over!" If the ball was caught by any player on the opposite side as It came rolling down the shingles, it became the catcher's privilege to sneak around the corner of the building and sock some man belonging to the other side. If he succeeded in doing this to the satisfaction of everybody—excepting, of course, the fellow who got the ball in the neck or some other sensitive spot—the man hit had to change sides. I don't know whether or not this game is still among the living, but if It Isn't there's a good thing gone out of the world. There was lots of exercise tn It and plenty of excitement. When the expected "Anty-over!" didn't come and there was a' suspicious silence everybody on the other side held his breath in anticipation of. a possible socking.
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