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That third game—the one that made ua champions again—was one of the most Interesting to me that. I have ever had a hand in. Even to this day •very play that was made is as fresh la my memory as If it were but yesterday. Before going out to the grounds I got the boys together and talked to tbem like a Dutch uncle. I reminded of how much depended on their work that afternoon and cautioned them •cainst trusting to the last chance, the fourth game. "Win today," 1 said, "and you won't have to worry over tomorrow."

They responded nobly. I want to •ay a little something about the team that captured the pennant for Chicago

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In 1885 and 1886. It was not only the strongest team I ever had under my management, but In my estimation it was the best-balanced and most capable team ever before the publio. I realize that this Is a sweeping assertion and that I shall probably be criticised for making it, but it 1B my honest opinion Just the same.

About the only weak point was the position of left field, still filled by Abner Dalrymple in spite of the fact that I had been threatening to let him go for Beveral seasons on account of his poor fielding, which had cost us more than one game. As a batter, Dal was a warm proposition and that made up tsZ *ogae of his. shortcomings in the

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CHAPTER XIV.

I Am Once More Fortune's Favorite. The season of 1885 sent UB to the top again with a big hurrah. Looking over $he record for that year I see thai from start to finish Chicago and New York were the only ones in It and that It was nip and tuck between them almost to the last. At the •nd of May the New Yorks were in the lead, with 17 out of 21 games to their credit. We played 20 games that month and won only 14. In June things took a turn In our favor, Chicago winning 21 out of 23 games played, New York losing five out of the 20 played.

During the month of July It looked like anybody's race, each of UB winning 18 games, although Chicago was defeated only six limes against its rival's seven. In August the New York team had the advantage again, winning 18 out of 21 games played, while we lost four but of 19. In September we forged ahead with 17 out of 20 games, our competitors for the pennant loaing tlx out of 19 game* played.

The New Yorks finished their se«r eon with four games played at Chicago. In order to win the championship it was necessary that they should get three of these. They looked on Victory as a foregone conclusion, and they had considerable reason to feel that way, for they had won nine of the 12 games they had played with us that season. They missed their guessr by a large majority. We won three straight games from them and that cinched the pennant for us.

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FORTY YEARS IN BASEBALL

Dedicated to all my old comrades and loven of the sport, whj have made the same what it ia today, and to all those who will continue to "play ball" after we oldtimers have struck out (or the last time.

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field. He came to us from Milwaukee, and he certainly was a queer fish. When he came to Chicago he was as steady as a pack mule. In those days he was never known to spend a nickel and was so "near" that he would go without seeing a newspaper that contained a mention of himself if he couldn't borrow it. Later on Dal broke loose and all of a sudden became one of the sportiest of sports, blowing his salary as if he had picked it up In the street, and setting a hot pace for his associates. I am happy to state that after he quit the game he settled down and became a model business man.

Our outfield was equal to that of any league club before or since, and our infield—now, say! You make a big mistake if you think modern baseball can show its superior. This was the famous quartet that was known everywhere as "Chicago's stone wall," so-called because the only way a ball could be sent beyond It was to bat it so high that It was out of reach. The players who made up that Infield were Ed. Williamson, Fred Pfeffer, Tom Burns and yours truly. We had played together so long and had practiced so steadily that scarcely a play could be made that we were not in perfect readiness to meet. We had a system of signals that was well nigh infallible, and the moment a ball was hit and we had noted its direction we knew Just what to expect. We were wise to all the tricks of the different twirlers, and, most important of all, we had perfect confidence In each other.

Williamson was playing shortstop and Burns third base. The latter excelled In the blocking game, which he managed in a style I have never seen attempted by any other player and which was sure to make the base runner considerable trouble. At short Williamson was to the manner born, and In spite of his "great bigness" he could cover as much ground in that position as any man I have ever seen. His throwing was of the rifle shot order, but it was not hard to catch, because it came so accurately into the hands. Of the merits of Williamson and Burns as ball players I cannot 6peak too enthusiastically.

Fred Pfeffer was a ball player from the ground up and a6 good a second baseman as the sport has ever produced. The only thing I ever called him down for was a tendency to pose for the grand stand, although he was such an artist that I really couldn't blame him a great deal for wanting folks to know it. No man that ever held down the second bag was his superior in making a spectacular exhibition on the diamond. He was a highsalaried player and one that earned every cent he got, a hard worker and always to be relied on.

I want to say of John Clarkaon that he was a "really great." He was the best pitcher that ever stopped overnight in Chicago, and I mean what I •ay. tie was toe inventor ana soie proprietor of a remarkable drop curve and fast overhand, lifting speed that would have made any ball player famous, and In addition his change of pace was the most mystifying ever seen on the diamond. In the spring of 1888 John was released to the Bostons for $10,000 and played with that team for several years.

Jim McCormlck, Clarkson's alternate in the box, was also one of the best men that ever sent a ball whizzing across the plate. As a rule, pitchers are not good batsmen, but Jim was a glittering exception. John Flynn, a third pitcher in the string, had a wonderful drop ball, great speed and was a good batter and a fast fielder. He was a tip-top fellow, too, and had his arm not given out would have been a shining light in the profession.

Jimmy Ryan was a schoolboy from Holy Cross college, Worcester, Mass., when he came to us, but he showed signs of making good and he did in time. He was a good hitter and a good Judge of a fly ball. He was also an accurate left-handed thrower. His greatest fault was that he weuldn't run out on a base hit, but would walk to his base. I used to fine him repeatedly for this, but he was slow to take the hint.

The first time I ever saw Billy Sunday he was driving for an undertaker in Marshalltown, Ia. Later I saw him at a fireman's tournament, and the speed he showed on that occasion made me think he was first-class timber for baseball. I asked him If he would like to go to Chicago, and he eald he didn't mind, provided I wouldn't expect him to work on Sunday. I told him we could fix that and he concluded he'd try It. The first thirteen times he went to bat alter playing with UB he was struck out, and I got a good many left-handed compliments from the boys on my ability to pick a winner. I hung on to him, however, and be soon devel1 osed into aomethinK really worth

wnue. in my opinion Billy Sunday was the fastest man on his feet who ever played with a league team. On account of his tremendous speed-ability Sunday was too daring, taking: desperate chances that no one else would ever consider for a minute. I want to say right here that Billy was as good a boy as ever lived, conscientious to the verge of absurdity always cheery, always ready to take a hand. Years afterward, when he had developed into a crackerjack evangelist, Mrs. Anson and I went to hear him. It was simply great. After the service was over we went up front and spoke to Billy. He was tickled to death to see us and fairly hugged us both. "Looks as though you'd struck something bigger than the game, Billy," I said. Mrs. Anson told me afterward that I ought to be ashamed of myself for expressing myself that way. "I certainly have, captain," Billy admitted with his old laugh. I could see that he was in .dead earnest, all right.

CHAPTER XV.

-»l Go to 8chool Again. In the fall of 1884, with my wife and two little girls, I went to Marshalltown to visit my father. For several years I had been getting fairly good pay for my work in Chicago and had saved a little money. This I sent from time to time to the old gentleman, knowing that he was more likely to Invest it safely than 1 would be and knowing also that the interest and security would be satisfactory.

The day before I started for home father proposed that we have a settlement. "Figure up how much I owe you, Interest and all," he said, "and we'll have a settlement."

Now he might Just as well have asked me to pave the streets of Marshalltown with gold bricks, and I suspect he was aware of the fact. I

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aldn feel like owning up to the truth that computing interest and myself were not on familiar terms, so I managed to avoid the subject during the remainder of my stay, but I didn't forget it. I made up my mind right there that some way or another—I didn't exactly see how—I would learn enough to manage my own business affairs.

My opportunity came sooner than I expected. That winter we visited my wife's folks in Philadelphia, and about the first proposition that was put up to me after my arrival was to use my Influence to persuade my wife's young brother to go to school. I tackled the Job, but It wasn't a cinch by any means. My brother-in-law's first argument nearly floored me. "You never went to school much yourself and you've got. on all right," he Bald.

I didn't succeed in making much of an lmpt isslon on him until I up and torn mm what a tlx I was in STOOt that Interest. That seemed to appeal to him and he finally agreed to go to business college If I would pay the bills. "I'll go long enough to learn how to figure that Interest for you and then I'll quit," was all he would promise.

We started right out while the matter was hot to make the necessary arrangements, After the young lad had been enrolled and assigned to hla work I asked the superintendent how old a man had .'to be before he was disbarred from attendance at the school. "Age 1b no bar here," he assured me. "It's never too late to secure a knowledge of business forms. If Methuselah should come walking In here thl3 moment he would receive a warm welcome." '.. "How about me?" I asked. "J.ust the proper age," he replied, looking me over quickly. "You would find it a cinch. I assure you that you are a mere chlftl compared with some of our pupils. Shall I have the pleasure of entering your name?"

I thought of that old gentleman out in Marshalltown who was waiting for me to figure out that interest, and the longing io give him a surprise was so Btrora that I yielded. "My name is Adrian C. Anson," I said, "and I guess you may count me in."

My brother-in-law was so amused at the prospect of having me for a schoolmate that he nearly tiirew a fit. Just the same, on the following Monday evening we started oft to school together, and I soon convinced him that there was going to be mighty little nonsense about it

All that winter I studied faithfully. I don't mind telling you that I found It considerably harder work than play* lng ball, but I had made up my mind to accomplish a certain thing, and I 414 -Ey_ JBBla*

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the rudiments of a business education, and when we returned to Chicago I was mighty proud of the fact that I was capable of attending to my own affairs from that time on. The next time I went to Marshalltown I nearly paralyzed the old gentleman with my facility as a computer of interest. "I see that baseball hasn't knocked all the sense out of your head," he said, when he had recovered a little from his astonishment.

Now that I am on the subject, I may as well tell you something about the way I put in some of my other winters. The ball-playing business was good for only about seven months In the year, but I was not satisfied to be idle the remaining five, and I embarked in various ventures, some of them profitable and some quite otherwise. One winter I ran a handball court, which was too far away from the business center to be papular. One winter the lessees converted the ball grounds into a skating rink and toboggan slide, and I was given the management of the place. It was a howling success, socially and financially. The toboggan craze was at its height Just then and the fashionable set took it up and filled the rink every afternoon and evening.

Ever hear of my experience as a bottler of ginger beer? Well, It brought me publicity at the time, but It was of the kind that I did not crave. I had a friend up in Canada who had shown me and my family a good deal of attention during my hunting trips to the north, and one fine day he turned up in Chicago with a little hard cash and a formula for making the best ginger beer ever brewed by the hand of man—so he put it. He proposed that I should go in with him to manufacture it and put it on the market, and he was Buch a nice fellow that I didn't see my way clear to r» fuse. Besides, It looked good to me, and I was not at all averse to adding a little something to my Income. He mentioned $600 as my share of the capital, but it expanded Into $1,500 before the scheme got in working order.

If there was ever a moment when the beer itself was not in working order, I never discovered It. That was wh?f it proved such a grand fizzle. There must have been a flaw in the recipe somewhere, for no matter how securely we corked it, that beer wouldn't stay corked. It had flavor, it had about everything necessary to success Its only fault was Its inability to stay where it was put Complaints came in from every quarter— all to the effect that it was good beer, but better dynamite.

The end came quickly. I sent a case of our industrious beverage to a friend who kept a famous cafe on South Clark street. Chicago, and asked him to give it a fair- trial. He promised to do so and I have never had any reason to believe he didn't The beer was very young when I sent It, and It had not developed its full capacity for attracting attention. My friend put it in a corner of his cellar and forgot all about It.

But not for long. One evening when all was quiet, and the proprietor was congratulating himself on the classy place he was running, something like the muffled report of a dynamite cartridge butted in to Interrupt his meditations. A second report followed immediately and before my friend got half way down the cellar stairs on a tour of investigation, a third and louder explosion brought him back with a face that showed both alarm and amazement. "John," he called to one of the colored porters, "run down and see what's got loose!"

John was a brave man In some respects, but when It came to investigating things that had "got loose" he couldn't be depended upon. He shook his head and made for the street, followed by all the other men in the place except the proprietor. By that time the fusillade was fast and furious. My friend clapped his hands over his ears and prepared for the worst, which seemed to be close at hand.

All at once there was a perfect silence. His courage returning, my friend lighted a candle and crept cautiously down the cellar stairs. A few minutes later when he made his reappearance on the main floor apparently unharmed several heads were thrust in at the front door and a voice called out anxiously: "What in 's the matter down there, Louis?" "It's that d—d beer of Anson's," ha replied with a disgusted look. (To be Continued.)

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