Evening Star Newspaper, October 3, 1935, Page 39

WASHINGTON, D. C, ¢ Foening Star wl'l‘n SUNDAY MORNING EDITION THURSDAY, OCTOBER 3, 1935. Features and Classified C—1 Tigers, Showing Alley-Cat Sirain, Pin Faith on Bridges to 0verc0me Root * JITTERS, WARNEKE DISRUPT DETROITS American League Cham- pions Made to Eat Out of Cub Hurler’s Hand. BY FRANCIS E. STAN, Staff Correspondent of The Star. ETROIT, October 3.—Petted and pampered in victory or defeat for two years, the bleeding, clawed-up Tiger to- day finally faces the necessity of proving to his public that he really is a fang-baring, ferocious jungle cat | and not a glorified feline of the elley variety. This is not intended to convey the impression that Detroit is washed up on Mickey Cochrane’s American League champions merely because they lost the opener of the world series to Chicago’s snarling Cubs. On the con- trary, a state of hysteria comparable to that of the past instantly can be exhibited. But the Tiger first must show his teeth under series pressure because it requires no peek into a crystal ball to | perceive that even loyal natives are beginning to wonder if the Bengal pack is the terrific band of fighters it | is cracked up to be. This goes especially for the biggest | ‘Tiger of all—Hank Greenberg. FF hand, it would seem to be no disgrace to be beaten by the kind | of pitcher that Lon Warneke was yes- terday in the Cubs' 3-to-0 victory before nearly 50.000 fans. Warneke delivered one of the real masterpieces in world series annals. tually was unhittable. His “sinker” dipped toward the dirt. Now and then he would throw in a sneaky fast ball. But the objection to it all was that if the Tigers had to eat out of a Chi- cago pitcher’s hand, they might at least snarl and growl. In other words, the Bengals seemed to take their beat- ing too much as a matter of course. They were seemingly resigned at bat and lifeless on the field except in a few instances when a worse ailment | set in—jitters. The Bengal. not the young Cub, was the jittery party. Hank Fails to Produce. HEN the Tigers bowed to the Car- dinals last year the natives took the defeat in a charitable manner. “They lack experience,” was the pop- ular opinion. “Wait until the next time they get into a world series.” Well, this is the next time and even though this is an early stage of the current classic, the Tigers do not seem to be greatly improved. Not only were they shut out yes- terday by the Owl of the Ozarks, but the Tiger string of goose-eggs in world | series competition, carried over from last year, was run to 21 in a row. Detroit hasn't scored a run in a world series since the sixth inning of the sixth game of the 1934 set. ‘This is no slight charge. Thrown against a poor pack of misfit teams in the American League, the Bengals displayed marked ability. They won | going away. Hank Greenberg pulver- izes every-day pitching and winds up with a fancy batting average, co- shares the home-run title with Jimmy Foxx, anybody in base ball. He deservedl” is chosen the most valuable player in the league. I BATTING practice Hank poured a volley of home runs into the ri- diculously short left-field bleachers yesterday, but in the game he failed to get a ball out of the infield. Thus, would it be any wonder if Tigertown suddenly began to look upon Mr. Greenberg as something that turned | sour overnight. You may talk about Gehringer and Goslin, Cochrane and Fox, but uniess Grenberg is hitting the Tigers haven’t got a chance. Big Hank is the main- spring of the offense, as was proved last year. When the Dean boys stood | Hank on his ear, the Tigers took a terrific beating. The Cubs apparently have figured that if they stop Greenberg they will win. Warneke bore this out in the manner in which he worked on Hank. Once he was too careful and walked | him. Lon seemed to tighten up then | and also passed Goslin, pitching seven consecutive balls in the process of walking the pair. But he braced end worked out of It necely by retiring Fox | and Rogell. That—a fourth-inning incident— represented the Tigers' most serious | threat to win the ball game. Tiger Jitters Aid Cubs. HE Cubs won the opener in first inning through the medium of some daring base ball, timely hitting and Tiger jitters. Augie Galan, with two strikes on him, drove a hit past Rogell, the Detroit shortstop. The ball rolled into short center field and every nearby Tiger scurried after it, leaving second base nicely unprotected. Galan graciously slid into second base and then, while Rowe threw away Billy Herman's swinging bunt, Augie scored. Fred Lindstrom’s sacrifice and Gabby Hartnett's clean single put across the other first-inning run. Rowe was great after that, sustain- ing only the damage of four scattered | singles and Frank Demaree’s home run in the ninth inning with the bases empty. But so was Warneke great. His curve ball had the Tigers’ left-handed batters completely baffled, so much 80, in fact, that Lon personally threw out eight of the Bengals and picked up another roller by Cochrane and beat him to first base for a putout. Petey Fox, who may be the out- standing star of the series, was the only Bengal to fathom Warneke's stuff. Fox hit a double and a single for half of Detroit’s hits. The others were contributed by Jo-Jo White and Rowe. Dizzy to Demand $27,500 for 1936 By the Associated Press. Spamcpmm. Mo., October 3.— Dizzy Dean will demand $27,- 500 from the St. Louis Cardinals in his 1936 contract, he said here. The elder Dean sald he was effered $20,000, an increase of $1,500 over his 1935 contract. “But I think I'm entitled to more ‘uun that,” he declared. His curve vir- | and bats in more runs than | SPORTS copE | | Gray-Bearded Hartnett Mainspring of Cubs’ Kid Machine. BY FRANCIS E. STAN. | ETROIT, October 3.—Before this Tigers-Cubs scrap goes | any farther a few words about a gray-haired old Bruin, who somehow found his way into the line-up of Cubs who don’t| even shave yet, might be in order. The old gent’s name is Gabby Hart- | nett. The elderly set of diamond | fans probably remember him well. The youngsters surely remember him | from his picture on the base ball | cards that used to come with a cer- tain brand of cigarette Remember the old argument: “P'll swap ya two Hartnett’s for | a Tris Speaker?” Well if the Cubs emerge from this series as the winnahs and new cham= pions of the world, as your corre- spondent firmly believes they will, Mr. Gabby Hartnett ought to be in line for a bunch of posies. Sing a song of Warneke or Cavaretta, Galan or | sixpence, but Gabb sstill is the back- | bone of the Cubs. HIS is Hartnett's fourteenth year in big league ball. He served nn} of his stretch with the Cubs and| among the man’s distinctions are that when he caught 116 of the Chicago | games this season he ran his total of National League tilts in which he has appeared to 1463. This is a record for the senior circuit, as is his feat of catch- ing 100 or more games for 10 seasons. But the more remarkable part about | | Gabby is that he was “washed up” | | six vears ago. He didn't catch at all | in 1929 because of a lame arm. He was supposed to have been through and he never was considered when the | dopesters figured out the 1935 pen-i nant race. Now here he is. the youngest, pep- piest member of a kid team. Life be- gins at nearly 36 for Gabby, appar- ently, for he represents the chief cog in the Cub atack, and the mainspring of the defense. Batting Confounds Critics. ONLY once in his previous 13 sea- | sons with the Cubs has Gabby batted over .30. That was in 1930. Hence it is no wonder that critics were confounded when the old boy wound up this season with a .344 bat- ting average. When the Cubs arrived here Gabby was everywhere. On the field he gave the imprassion that it was all a big lark. In the hotel lobby he guffawed | and gibed newspaper men. In the club house he made the rounds of the kids, jckingly rubbing their legs and accus- | ing them of having the jitters. Yet under his picnic air one suspects that Hartnett realizes more than any one else what an anery he represents in the Cub Paradoxlcsll\ he fits and he doesn't | fit in the Chicago line-up. Gabby is\ old as ball players go: his mates are young. He could almost be a daddy to Phil Cavarretta, the 19-year-old first| baseman. YEI‘ one wonders what chance the | Cubs would stand against the Tigers if they lost Hartnett—the only oldster on the club, the gray-haired man who kids away the youngsters’ nervousness., the heavy veteran who bats across their runs. Hartnett's appearance in this series | assures a catching duel, the likes of | which diamond fans may not see for years to come. Gabby is a worthy op- | ponent for Manager Mickey Cochrane | | and this reminds of an angle on catch- | ing dug up by Harry Salsinger of the | Detroit News from the yellowed files. The Cubs may whip the Tigers and thereby history will be re- peated, but as far as catching is concerned, there is no danger of any repetition of history. The two clubs met in 1907 and 1908, | The Cubs winning both times, and at the close Tiger fans mourned the catching they received. In the 1907 series the Tigers were charged with the following: ! 1—A missed third strike that en- ebled Chicago to tie Detroit in the | first game of the series. The Cubs then won the next four games. 2—Two passed balls. 3—Three wild throws. 4—Eighteen stolen bases. Up to Cochrane Now. TH‘E following year the Tiger catch- ers amazed the team’s followers with a great improvement. The Cubs, | | not noted for their speed on the bases, only stole 15 sacks. | In 1909 the Tigers again won the | American League pennant and lost to | Pittsburgh in the series. Charlie | Schmidt caught for the Bengals and was charged with the following: 1—Five errors. 2—One passed ball. 3—Eighteen stolen bases. In view of this one can un- derstand part of the reason for Mickey Cochrane’s tremendous popularity. Last year, when the Bengals ended a 25-year pennant famine, Cochrane permitted two stolen bases and noth- | ing else. But he must look to his laurels in | this world series. Foot Ball Ducat Sales Progress ALTHOUGH the advance sale has been the largest in the his- tory of local college foot ball, there still are thousands of tickets avail- able for the Alabama-George Washington game next Saturday, Colonial officials announced today. The ticket office at 2016 H street northwest will remain open to- night and tomorrow night. Tickets also may be obtained at 9 am. to 5:30 p.m. at Spalding’s. None will be sold at Griffith Stadium until Saturday at 9 am. Catholic University has been forced to restock its season ticket agencies, Spalding’s and Hender- son’s Cigar Store, Petworth Phar- macy and Gude’s Florist Shop. For $5.50 one may witness all the Cards’ home engagements in foot ball, basket ball and boxing. The La Salle-C. U. tickets cost $1.10 n f | So, coming back from Australia, I | he grinned. | Lon, “because I feel fine. | Tiger pelts. Last Fall Dizzy and Paul ICHCAGD VETERAN | SEASON SURPRISE [Charlie Confident He Got| Rid of Series Jinx When . He Shed Fat. BY PAUL MICKELSON, Associated Press Sports Writer. ETROIT, October 3.—Charlie Root, the man nominated to crack the whip over the Tigers today in the second act of the world series show, really rowed his way back to pitching fame and another chance. A year ago the stout heart of the Chicago Cubs was labeled a “washed- up” pitcher. His bosses put him on | the shelf and forgot about him lfler‘ | they had tried to trade him off in job lots on last Winter's player mart. And | then Charlie took a boat ride—to Aus~ | tralia. “And I rowed all the way back and got the old soup bone working like it never did before, explained Charlie as | he took a man’s size bite at a plug of probably the strongest chewing tobacco that ever was tucked away in a “he man’s” pants. Rowed Off Shoulder Fat. TELL you what I did. I had de- veloped a roll of fat across my shoulders. It bothered my wind-up. rowed on a rowing machine all the way. I got it off and think I got more steam | than I ever had.” The Cubs, notably Manager Charlie Grimm, knew something had happened to their “grandpappy” when the 36- year-old veteran reported at Spring camp. knocked Catcher Gabby Hartnett over | on the first pitch, and he never stopped. | He developed a knuckle ball and de- livered the Cubs 15 victories they never even counted on in their sensational | drive to the pennant. So, Charlie is getting another chance in this second game, a chance to erdse some of the greatest sorrows that ever besieged a fine pitcher in world series As Bruins Triumphed Over Tigers in World Series Opener He wound up and almost| | warfare. Charlie has pitched in three| world series games without finishing or winning one of them. He lost to the Philadelphia Athletics, 3 to 1, in the| first game of the 1929 world series us Howard Ehmke slow-balled the Cubs| into defeat with 13 strike-outs: he was the victim of the weird fourth game | when he blew an 8-to-0 lead, and the victim again in the third game of che 1932 world series when Babe Rufn called his unforgettable home-run shot that beat Charlie 7 to 5. | Confident This Time. "I REALLY had given up hope of | getting into the series again.”| “Maybe the jinx will still pursue me, but I know I never| was more confident. If the fellows | give me a couple runs ¢ * * Lonnie Warneke, the thin man | from the Ozarks who started the Cubs | off to victory yesterday by pitching a four-hit, 3-to-0 shutout over the | Tigers, was around asking for more‘ work today. | ) “I'd like to go right back” said You know | I've always been on a losing ball club ever since I started playing ball, counting defeats in world series as being on the losing side, but the old worm seems to have turned for me,| If Root has his usual stuff today, the Tigers will find him tough be-| cause he's a side-arm pitcher with a | fast sinker. I wish it would get warm so the fans would take off their coats in left fleld. Then he'd be a cinch. field.” He throws them from XelcJ IRVINGTON TEAM BEATEN. | By the Assoctated Press READING, Pa. October 3—The Irvington eleven of Baltimore left here today still burning from the effects of 8 14-0 defeat at the hands of the Reading Keys last night. Readirg scored in the first and third quarters. THE SPORTLIGHT Warneke Makes Cochrane Crew Realize Mount Ida Produces Great Buggy-whips. BY GRANTLAND RICE. ETROIT, October 3. — The chilling and depressing shadow of a great pitcher still hangs over the Tiger jungle. The first shidow formed and took shape 28 years ago when Miner Brown rolled the Tigers back with three fingers that worked with a triple scythe. Two years later Babe Adams of Pittsburgh came home with three Dean moved into the jungle and got their bag limit of Tiger skins. After Brown, Adams and the two Deans, the startled Tigers suddenly found themselves facing Lon Warneke, a lank, wiry Cub pitcher from Mount Ida, Ark. Lon Warneke not only trim- med Schoolboy Rowe, another Arkansas traveler, 3 to 0, but Lon tied the Tigers in more knots than a fleet full of sailors could untie in a week. “I've got a hunch,” Lon Warneke told me the day before, “that we'll move the main county seat of Arkan- sas from Eldorado to Mount Ida, where it belongs. Ever been to Mount Ida? A swell town. Drop in some time.” Mickey Cochrane’s Tigers may roam the jungle and snarl, but you'll never find them dropping in at Mount Ida, | in the Ozark country, where they turn out buggy-whip arms that are full of poison. Equals Altrock’s 1906 Record. THE slender, whip-like arm of Lon ‘Warneke in the opener struck like a fer-de-lance, and did just as much damage. , A few Jays ago, this same Lon War- drove the Tigers into a cage and locked the door. He curbed the famous Tiger attack with 22 infield put-outs. He stood the four Tiger G-men, Gordon Cochrane, Gehringer, Greenberg and Goslin, against the wall and shot them down in order all afternoon. The four G-men lifted two weak flies to the outfield and faded the rest of the day on soft and flabby infleld chances that Shirley Temple could have handled without a glove. That's how good Lon Warneke of Mount Ida, Ark., was, if you care for the morbid details. He was a trifle Wild in spots, per- mitting four free passes, but these passes were marked “standing room only.” They wouldn't get you any- where beyond the last row. How to Handle Schoolboys. T asked Warneke before the game how he expected to handle Schoolboy Rowe. “I figure that’s simple enoulh 5 he said with an Arkansas grin. “ married a school teacher and shu taught he how schoolboys ought to be handled. Don't forget that Rowe didn't do so bad himself. You can't win without runs—not often, anyhow.” Schoolboy Rowe pitched a pretty fair ball game after falling in the open well of the first inning when Augie Galan, the Cub flash and one of the hest, nicked him for a double. Her- man hit an infield bunt and Rowe pegged the ball past Greenberg’s web- patched glove. Gabby Hartnett's single did the rest. From that point on, the tall school- boy from Eldorado held the Cubs to four scattered hits until Frank Demaree fired his home run in the neke beat Paul Dean, 1 to 0, as he | ninth, shut the Cardinals out with two hits. In this first game, Warneke shut the ‘Tigers out with four hits, but only two of these were bereft of fuzz. He allowed one Tiger, Schoolboy Rowe, to get as far as third. He threw out eight Tigers himself, thereby tying Nick Altrock’s White Sox record against the Cubs in 1906. He could have cracked Nick’s ancient record, but once elected to make a put-out at first on his own. Using a large chew of plug tobacco in his right cheek (the largest chew of tobacco any one man ever carried in one jaw), blazing speed, a fast curve snd a smart change of M;hmh But the Schoolboy never had a chance against the delegate from Mount Ida. Warneke not only softened up the Tigers’ best hitters with a baffling variety of assorted art, but the Ozark octopus gave one of the best fielding exhibitions any world series crowd has looked upon since Nick Altrock stopped the Cubs in 1906. The Tigers laid eight of Warneke's chip shots stone dead to the box, or around the box. And as the soft- shelled infield rollers came his way, Lon was on top of them after the man- nero!udnckmmn(lutJune bug. ‘White, Fox and Rowe slipped under his pui. l. threw Phil Cavaretta furnishes biggest thrill of initial tussle, as Cubs’ kid first baseman dives to make put-out on Bill Rogell, Detroit shortstop, in fourth inning. As wirephoto camera saw it. top: Rogell leaps as Cayaretta dives. Center: Rogell moves fast, but Cavaretta touches bag with mitt. Lower: Umpire Quigley calls Rogell out. Coaching is “Flea” Clifton of Tigers. Bottom, left: Lon Warneke wrote his name in large letters as he blanked the Bengals with four hits and equaled the record of assists for a pitcher, but he had only a wry grimace for the camera in his shower after the game. Demaree, wife of the Cubs’ rightfielder, gives her hubby a hand as he trots around the bases after his ninth- At left is Warneke. inning home run which climaxed the 3-0 rout of the Tigers. a heavy pall over some 50,000 Tiger fans by the way he handled the Tigers’ big artillery. Cochrane, Gehringer, Greenberg and Goslin are no smack-overs. As a rule, they can hit, and hit in a pinch. But as Warneke's fast ball came sailing from behind that chunk of plug tobacco, they were handcuffed fromr start to finish. It wasn't so much a matter of hold- ing this big four hitless. They couldn’t hit one hard enough to break the cuticle of & custard pie. Puzzy infleld rollers, largely to the pitcher's box— flabby infield grounders to Hack, Jurges, Herman or Cavarretta—and about five fly balls that you or I could have caught in our teeth, with no great bother about a dentist's bill later.on. That was the brand of base ball this gangling son of Mount Ida pitched. He fanned Jo-Jo White, the first man up, and struck out no more Tiger hitters. . He took the softer way via the infield out and the gentle Ppop-up. The Tigers’ Consolation. Tfl! only solace the Tigers have is this—they got two more hits from Warneke than the Cardinals got a week ago—but they got no more runs. The Arkansas fer-de-lance that poi- (See SPORTLIGHT Page 2.) FROM THE Augie Galan Confesses' He Was Jumpy *Til He Got Jump on Rowe With Double. BY JOHN ETROIT, October 3.— Your first world series game has a certain effect on your nerves. At least, it should have, by all the rules and regulations of hu- man behavior. The nerves of little Augie Galan were affected, all right, but not in the way you might expect. Little Augie — so-called because gangsters have a curious habit of be- ing little when their name is Augie— comes from Berkeley, Calif. His father operates a laundry and what little Augie doesn't know about starch- ing a shirt is not worth knowing. He | is also a nifty outfielder. He is also a hitter, having compiled an average of .315 in his first year on the big time. Well, little Augie was the first man to step up to the plate in the world series of 1935, and, as I say, he was nervous. Out there on the pitcher's hill, towering over him like a milk-fed Goliath, was & peggon named School- Bottom, right: Chwago Club Crosses Its Fingers Until It Gets by Tommy’s Turn. BY EDWARD J. NEIL, Associated Press Sports Writer. ETROIT, October 3.—They had to see them to believe them, the Detroit Tigers of Mickey Cochrane, and now it’s up to Tommy Bridges, one of the finest curve ball pitchers in the American League, to stop these im- | pertinent Chicago Cubs if they're ever to be stopped short of base ball's world championship. Detroit listened to all those stories | of Charley Grimm's young upstarts, of their 2l-game winning streak that | salted away the National League championship in the stretch of the fire and dash, ease and nonchalance of youth. But you can't expect peo- ple who fought Dizzy Dean and his St. Louis rough necks through seven bitter games only a year ago to be worried by a lot of youngsters, even if the youngsters are good But now the Tigers know, and | unless Bridges can do something toe | day against 36-year-old Charlie Root, | the oldest man on the Chicago ball | club, the 1935 world series will head | for its three-game session in Chi- cago Friday with the American League champions hanging on the ropes Tigers Look Ripe for Count. ‘THERE‘S a terrific suspicion abroad that they're ripe for a long count right now, but no one will come out and say that definitely until Bridges, who beat Dizzy Dean last Fall in St. Louis, has had his fling Tommy may not get around to it today. because the weather man. blow- | ing alternately hot and cold, dry and wet, for the past couple of weeks, has turned weepy again. The skies looked like the Tiger worshippers, about to break into tears at any moment. Showers through the night, and more forecast today, left some possibility of a postponement before the battle shifts to Chicago. If that happens the clubs will stay right here until the second game has been played. | With one fall to their credit, thanks to the brilliant pitching ef long Lon Warneke, now the undisputed hurle ing champion of Arkansas, the Cub « kids are on top and plan to stay there. They knew Warneke, pitching brile liantly, would shut out the Tigers as he did, 3 to 0, allowing but four %% | hits, handcuffing the sluggers who tore the American pennant race apart. The Chicagoans have their fingers crossed today, however. Rowe's Control Good, Anyway. 'HERE may be trepidation—if these young, high and hard-riding base ball cossacks know anything that ap= proaches concern—in the hearts of the Cubs today. but the Tigers probably never will know it from anything they can see. There's another awesome portent for them on base ball's wall. In the | five world series in which the Tigers | have played, they have never won the | first game. In four of them they did | not win the last game, either | ‘They lost yesterday before slightly less than 48.000 backers who rate their | ball team higher than Boston does the Cabots and the Lodges, and they lost with their own Arkansas hero, Lynwood (Schoolboy) Rowe, pitching | ball that might have been good | enough against any but a Warneke at his best. Rowe's control was perfect. He fanned eight. He made a bad throw for an error in between a first inning | double by Augie Galan. a sacrifice and | another single by Gabby Hartnett, the | balance wheel for this youthful crew. | It meant two runs and the ball game, | although Frank Demaree slapped a fast ball far up into the left-field seats | for the third run, just for good meas- | ure, in the ninth. Warneke Foils G-Men. \ THE ‘Tigers might as well have stayed home for all the impression tney made on Warneke. The lanky vet- eran, a big cud of tobacco bulging one cheek, his face as expressionless as Joe Louis’ and just as cold, calmly | put the crusher on them as thoroughly | as ever the colored fighter drilled his left hook home. Lonnie's speed ball sang over the corners, his crackling curve and screw ball dipped around the edges. ‘The Tigers’ widely heralded G-Men —Gehringer, Greenberg and Goslin— looked like something the Depariment of Justice had mowed down with ma- chine guns in a theater alley. Between them they hit just two balls out of the infield, simple out- field flies. Greenberg and Goslin got two of the four walks Warneke al- lowed, and they came together in the fourth, when Lon was trying & bit too hard to tear the corners. Hartnett, looking like something prehistoric in his catching pads, waddled out to him and said: “Listen, Lonnie, quit trying to shave 'em so thin, and just heave 1t up here, They can't hit 'em, anyway.” Official Score CAGO. “That's my husband"—Mrs. Frank ~—Copyright, A. P. Wirephotos. PRESS BOX LARDNE boy Rowe, reputedly the hottest pitcher De; in the American League. Almost overcome by awe, lit- tle Augie feigned nonchalance and slapped a double into cen- ter field. ‘That started the Cubs on their way. It discomfited the Alpine schoolboy so Jehnnur greatly that he threw wide to first on | Sresnbery the next play and pushed the Cubs a | Fox. rf. little farther on the road to victory. | Eosell. 58 Little Augie, a Berkeley boy, Warneke, Total om0 3 o, o1 DETRO! White. cf Cochrane. mocnossonlll 1l smocsismorE SoumrDumty wo0305m” had | Rowe, . made good in the city in a big way. Total Augie Admits He Felt Jumpy. Chicago | "TO BE sure, his double was a trick | D';!“’“ - double. It bounded off this Tiger Earnca | glove and that and knocked around | short center fleld for a while before | any one took the trouble to pick it up. But it was a legitimate hit. You| can't take that away from little | Augle. Debuts like Galan’s are rare, " (Sce PRESW,BOX, Page 20 W s Sacrifices—Lindstrom Ca\lrr!t!u Herman. Left on bases—Chicago. 5. Detroit. 8. Pirst | base on balls—Off Warneke. 4 (Greenberg Goslin. Owen. Gehringer). Struck out—By Rowe, ® (Galan. Hartnett. Jurges (2). Dem« aree. Cavarretta (2). Hack): by Warne 1 (White). Double play—Cochrane to Ge inger. Passed ball—Cochrane. Ummru— Messrs. Moriarty (A. L. plate; Quigley (N, base; McGowan (A L.). -mnd N. ‘.l. third base. je 5