The evening world. Newspaper, June 10, 1922, Page 13

THE EVENING WORLD, SATURDAY, JUNE 10, 1922. re fencing t+ THE By William Slavens Mc Nutt (LLUSTRATED BY W.B.JOHNSTONE. EVENING WORLD'S COMPLETE NOVELETTE. THE STORY OF A BASEBALL PITCHER WHO THOUGHT HE GOUED. ACT. ' i vif. WHO'S WHO IN THE STORY, SPEED GALLAGHER, baseball pitcher extraordinary, signed up world; the world of canvas houses, for a brief season in a vaudeville act MARSHALL KENDRICK, the ville act. RED MARTIN, the receiving end of the Gallagher battery and balance wheel and safety valve of a friendly partnership. “professional” factor in the vaude- LOUISE CLARE, on the stage from babyhood and never impressed by a man until she met Gallagher. PEED GALLAGHER won thir- ty-four games for the Gray Sox during the regular season, Then he pitched three straight hut-outs in the World Series, After that he was more popular than a neighbor with plenty of pre-war stuff, and as widely known as the President. Go the K, and L. people signed him up for twenty weeks in vaudeville. “What kind of stuff do I get to do?” Gpeed inquired after affixing his Bignature to the contract that called for more money a week than many ollege professors make in a year. The theatrical manager looked at him and sighed. “Let us worry about that, Speed," he suggested, ‘We'll frame up something for you.” The theatrical manager then called fm Danny Fliesher, a clever young Product of Broadway, who wrote plays “in much the same way that a tailor akes suits. You showed Danny an Asc: or some one who wanted to be n actor, and said: “Something to fit this, Danny; we want to start rehear- als to-morrow night.” Danny would nod, measure his cus- “Laughed! Why wouldn't they laugh? Wouldn't you laugh if you seen Ban Johnson in pink tights try- ing to do a toe dance? Wouldn't you laugh If you seen John McGraw play- in' Hamlet? Well, you was just as funny as either of them things." “Is that so?'' Speed retorted belliger- ently, “I guess you think I can't do nothin’ but play baseball, huh?" “Nothin’ but,"" Red agreed. “At anything else you're worth a dime a dozen." HE critics in New York were too subtle for the suddenly stage-struck Gallagher. They damned him with superlative burlesque praise, and he did not realize that they were kidding him. He knew only that his name was up in eldctric lights on Broadway and conspicuous on the billboards of the city; that at every performance he was cheered and cheered again; that he was getting more money for ap- pearing on the stage for a few min- utes twice a day than he had ever made pitching his heart out on the diamond. He felt like the man who that was his on the ball fleld. She was a creature of the sham paper flowers, fake fights, blank cart- ridges, brilliant sunshine and soft moonlight that came out of a ma- chine. To her he was a citizen of the world of realit a conqueror whose power was daily tried, tested and proved; a conqueror who fought and won with the harsh implements of reality ACK REILLY, the hor ager in Chicago, introduced them after the show on the second night. “IL saw you in all of the games you pitched during the series last fall, Mr. Gallagher,” she said. “You man certainly did have thom eating out of enough to do an act with you," he your hand.” ‘Aw, that was nothin’ much,” Nagher mumbled, “Have you watched me act yet?” She nodded, “I always come down in the wings when they strike the set and you start to pitch,” she said. ‘Oh, that! Speed exclaimed “That's nothin’, Have you seen the rest of it?” She admitted that she had not “Vd like to have you wateh it some night,” Speed said. ‘I'd’ like to have and me together"—— “But, Speed, you get paid so much for acting simply because you're such a wonderful baseball player.” “Well, of course, I did at first," he ) told him what little dame sh enough to fall for pals and the fans and ever jump in the ocean, You go ahead and Jump thing out on me all these years, kid Um telling you this: IT always knew ‘ned ; ave, it's ned the business like I have, | SE URune pair arunt ccs to pick you out of the nd make « king of you again dirty faced ood for nothin’ no world's champion mucker! You're going all right, Speeds warid falls to you big farmer and before you'd kissed her twice you started figurin’ on living easy off her were goin’ kitin’? around nothing and drageing down half of the big dough that she ‘round pool rooms and try- get nice clerks to listen to you while you tell ‘em how good you was he demanded trucu- you're a baseball ; you're not an actor. is your stuff, just the same as acting You've got to do your stuff.” if your arm went back on you couldn't get it a dime an hour in a nick. Speed muttered tation’s as big Red confront guess my repu hers, ain't it can take it or leave it!" 1 him, his feet spread crowd, Speed reached the fire lines and was nabbed by a burly ¢ p “I'm Speed Gallagher,’ Speed pant- “dl. “You know; playin’ at the Elite this week, Let me through, will your” ‘The name was magic. “Sure! That's all right, Speed," the cop said. ahead. 1 don't reckon you can d hy though. ‘They think they ge everybody out, She's burning like the very devil peed rushed around to the back of the theatre and stopped. Flames were curling out of the door, coiling high about the brick wall. Speed t across the street and stood befo lighted show window of a hardware store, cowering away from the heat. ‘There Red Martin found him. Red was screaming with excitement and point- ing upward. Speed looked up. An icy agony of horror flooded through him, High up on the otherwise blank brick wall, just under the peak of the stage roof, there was a window, about a foot and a half square, Framed in the window was Louise Clare. Her face and head were clearly seen in the glare from the flames below. “Do something!" Red Martin shouted frantically, beating his fists together. ‘Good God, Speed, what can we do? Nobody can get in there! That whole lower part's just a roaring hell. Man, we got to do something!"* Speed acted with a celerity that logitimatized his name. With a side sweep of his arm he smashed the plate glass window of the hardware store, jumping quickly back to escape the falling fragments of glass. He kleked the jagged pleces left in the frame out of his way and stepped into the show window. From the hooks on which they were displayed he yanked down a ball of stout brown twine and a coil of quarter-inch manila rope With these he jumped back to the sidewalk, He raised his head and cupped his palms about his mouth, r — Ww RS . eo was a job for Speed Gallagher, why had wasted his boyhood pitching baseballs at a knqthole in a fehee And there on that ‘roof the habit o the diamond stood Red Martin in gages stead; the habit of the veteran catchpy, mothering a rattled pitcher throug! a critical situation. He croucher down, thumping his right fist into htt” left palm, as though the latter wAt4* padded mitt Guo “Come on, old-timer!’ he batk#e” encouragingly, “This one's easy, Kid™ You know; the old oye. Steady, bo You got all the stuff in the world 7 day. Atta boy! Come on now, ki do your stuff! Do your stuff! And under the effect of the familia’ ’ flow of encouraging chatter from’ hi? diamond mate, Speed Gallaghé!!* stéadied as he had steadied many? time before in a bad spot; steadier and tightened; grew calm and dé? liberate and menacing as he drew the ball up over the edge of the roof, ‘4/9 Once more he stood erect, hitelix * up his trousers and twitched his ea Beside him Red Martin stood, squat ting In the catcher’s position, spatik®* ing his left palm with his right fiat chanting bis slangy line of encouraité- ment. om “Atta boy, old kid! You coures? shave a guy with that fast one tule day and never leave a bruise. Rigyi* in the old spot, Speed! Come on! #0" your stuff!"* tate And Speed Gallagher, himself offet™ again, nerve-rackingly deliberate; ae!” sure as a bit of perfect machinefs wound up and threw. The ball spe straight, true as a bullet front?” marksman's gun, through the tf} window. aot The girl's head appeared in the” aperture once more. agi ull!" Speed bellowed across ‘ff her. ull on that string; there's ¢ rope tied to it. Tie the rope to qni * of them girders in there, Pull!" HE girl began to draw on ft" tomer with a wise eye, and come on Went to a horse race for the first time, the following night with something cashed his initial bet at ten to one, ssable fit. and inquired: How long has this “Louise! Don't jump!" he bellowed. “Don't jump!" string. Speed knelt and quicki\?? Knotted it to an end of . tlies GLASS transom over a wood manila rope. wit a en door next to the hard. ‘The girl rapidly pulled the rop: ware store bore the Inscrip- across the intervening space, dravy, ‘} tlon: “Rooms for Rent.” through the window and sgecureds Speed spied the door. It was locked, “bout a girder. Red Martin uaner He backed off several paces, hunched Speed Gallagher braced themsely@?!® Nis right shoulder high against hix “nd drew it taut. Louise crawled ons" head, and plunged into it. The door through the window and surrendgrey, » splintered and crashed inward, Fol- herscif to the line, making swift wank lowed by Red Martin, Speed dashed Of Crossing hand over hand. As ’khy into the hallway and up the stairs, On Nested the roof on the opposite Bid! the third floor he ran into a bewildered ®" safety, the Names leaped sudden» man throwing cfothes into a trunk, —-M&h along the brick wall of «tr “The root!" Speed shouted. “Which (eran ycberd, Broaned in un asap: at E of apprehension, for leaping tonguys way to the roof?" of fire along the wall, were liekiis «> “It ain't on fire yet, is it? Theman ichalalepsy yey bd aps (a, audi ara | 5A “You hold it, Red,’’ he said, een? ] Leer eee ane He ebogs leasing the line, lay flat on the raha | things packed now, and If It aln't a lenin over as far as he dared, reaeht arpa icaeloiesiahadl ing his arms toward the girl sano Speed grabbed him by the throat Shouting to her to hurry, He had mes and slapped his face with his open Of he? Wrists In both his hands whore “ = ARE ; the rope burned through and partedss: ASSES NEG HED IC Snort ID As the girl'n welsht surged fulleanod ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE, THE ew him he felt himself being drawn overlie? Bling the roof, slipping helplessly toware | FLAMES LEAPED §$UDDENLY or I'll tear your head off you,"" {h Pavement below; felt himself term | Mab Kursied, pointed to a narrow razsed to destruction, butt doorway in the hall, clung tight to the girl's wrist. ‘TY Speed tore through the opensng, “ be was pitching over the edge hir leaped up a narrow lndder-like 1 ankles were enclreled by hands (ha of stairs, threw open the trap, and bit and held like iron bands, As ly scrambled out on the flat roof, He hung f: downward, clinging desper rushed to the edge of the roof and ately to tha,dangling giri, he heare a@pproximating a pa “I've signed up Speed Gallagher, been going o1 @Panny.” the theatrical manager said, Speed became convinced that he Danny nodded approval. Good was a stage star, a greater success in business; he ought to draw." the theatre than he had been on the ‘ the theatrical man- diamond. The fans flattered him, the ager agreed od knows, he won't actors toadied to him, the managers be able to do nothing else. Fix us up coddled him, and the critics kidded something for him, Danny, About him. There was only his old pal and twenty minutes; to ¢ “What can he do?" Danny asked. truth, and Speed paid no attention “Pitch,” the manager said briefly. to him. Red, he had decided, was all “T mean, has he got any stuff? Is right in his way; a good fellow and he @ hoofer? Can he sing all that, but he didn't understand. He “I don't know,"’ the manager said Just aibasehalliplayers Ge went ‘without interest. ‘I suppose not. Bet- ground with Martin less and less as ter have a talk with him. I'll wet time went on. Red didn't seem to fit Marshall Kendrick to carry him."' harmoniously into the strange new By that the manager meant that he ice Nagher felt himself would engage Marshall Kendrick, @ go {mportant a part. well known comedian, to amuse the ‘rey played on the bill with Louise audience and keep them from real- Care for the first time in Chicago. ig that they had been stung when youiso was as completely a part of Weer =pald “money, to pee Speed Gal- i. iudatre as @ bask atop or w bined Ingher do anything but play baseball. i144 yer father and mother had For this service the actor would re- ceive about. one-fifth the salary peia een old-fashioned circus and sons- the pitcher. : and-dance people. She had been on yo, tei me what you think of it. the stage in a baby carriage When Seams to he going pretty well." HE act opened at Atlantic she was six months old and had made «jj watch it at the matinee to- City. In it were Speed, his her entrance on her own feet within morrow" catcher, Red Martin, and a year of the time she was able to - “He ought t se in one act.’ roommate, Red Martin, to tell him the of which Ga roof!"’ he shouted again way to the roof? You gab- idiot, tell me the way to the HIGH ALONG THE BRICK WALL OF THE THEATRE." Wish you would. I've seen you on , Marshall Kendrick. stand on them unaided. - 5 a tae You're a darned lar eed looked across. The ttle square win- above him the grunted shout: ‘I O, @ I the stage lots of times. Gosh! You ‘GELT Gen unl. Marti, hin tues : o ” s s**t aie > dow in the back wall of t 1, kid! “Atta boy! Stead “Just do your stuff, kid," Martin At twenty-two she could take am certainly can sing and dance.” uddenly white, “you ain't the man to was aimoat on a level Paes ety toca ie GANA ent pee : S y . or 3 “ « es de iad eC ’ E Nate bdvised Speed reassuringly as they pudience in the hollow of her pink lit- She made a little grimace. “Oh, sineested ulteniy apart, his hands on his tips. “say, {ll me so and get away with It Louise Clare was still standing there. stuff, old kid! ar) stood shivering in the wings just be- tle palm and mould {ts mood to her well, we've all got to do something It took five stage hands and the “pont jump!" “Well, Speed, you wouldn't think 1 You big blob of home-grown cheese. 1 ive man Speed bellowed at A moment later Speed felt othesw 4 oon, ger to pry the two apart e ne “ fore the curtain went up. Never will, as a sculptor fashions clay. She "she said lightly aa Reena h to play baseball on YOU listen to me. I want to tell you ae thicuaiit we panied BF they be ep oF Bis un ay ’ Louise! Do firm hangg on his legs; heard othe). mind this hoofin’ and singin’ they've could and did do most of the things “On, sure!” sald Speed, vaguely “28 B00d enough to Play aseba something. If It hadn't beon for base- yioeha him away I'l work tho direst we” ete pany Across the voices on the roof, Slowly, carefw iy, | . e your team, would you?" hall, you wouldn't have had nu more \ 0" ae ,. Street on the roof: don't jum, he was drawn back to safety. he rung in on you, You just stall that are done on a vaudeville stage. grinning. He shuffled his big feet fee a autre Ue eeeW Ear reg ime CARRERA aD GEAT hid week out, but after that you get some The girl in the tiny window high up fool wor teimpine hard in hee hea.” | through that any old how, and then, The main feature of her act was her and blushed. ‘“I—I suppose there's a 4 aout” snsea gougnt rotiet from Your dad was blacksmith down ina aly ele to" = above the growing flames heard and As"they drew him up over the on when you come to burnin’ ‘em across work on the tight rope, but she was jot of guys askin’ you out to dinner he A ; ee sOuRHE G5 Max, little hick burg in Tennosseo that another iannd. “Yeu. show, up to- waved her answer to bn, + ang of the roof consciousness deserted | . ils mood in hard Hquor, and Red Mar- j,,y, siounh, NOSE! ist D0 ag ne : roost. ant . : to me, just do your stuff! That's all. also a comedienne of sorts and could after the show and such like as that, s never had enough boobs in it at night and L'il knock your block off. took one of tho basebaile frees tg but the will to save the endangeris im, tin had his work cut out for him the time to even get its name on the map, girl remained operative. It took tht, Just do your stuff and we'll get by."’ even have stayed at the top of the ain't there?” > be nol And they ain't goin’ ody else pocket. He filpped out his jackknite, The act went with a whoop. For- theatrical heap on the strength of “Oh—Johns!" ehe exclaimed scorn. Te*t day to get the big pitcher sobered FERRO EENE Heke amalicie: Mt cither, Ti show you guys. ‘That opened Mt ard made two slashes in oe oF ee eee eee loge | tunately Speed's hoofing and singing either her singing or her dancing. fully. "Sure! ‘They're always [nto shape for the matines Perform tout pascball, you might of Worked eee eae att eer tg goin’ th@ tough, horsehide cover of the Fe ata A) were #0 bad that the audience of ad- Intimate acquaintance with Ife had around, Lots of good it docs them, SBee After the show Red berated bli hard, and some day ot tobe worth At We duett sige” ond dancin from alt AbOUE an in mand a half tong HEN Speed came to he Wt miring fans rocked in their chairs mode her thrifty to the point o! Home and to bed for mine.” in the dressing room. Bee ee a ey va BOW ORN AAR you Walch: TOW We.NO: Grthe Kaito uadelie dneeades ae ort lying on a bed In. one of thy and laughed until the tears came at miserliiness with her money, her Magher nodded and gulped, “r “‘What the devil alla you?" he de- Wire re aie eee a month to YOu Just water of the stout twine, looted from the rooms below. Loulse Claus sight of thelr gangly, raw-boned fa- health and her friendship. She was don't suppose you'd go out with me,” Manded. ‘This actin’ thing gone toy onoay in that little neck o' the wo T TEN O'CLOCK that night [tdware store window below, under We SDAMBI DK) Bis apples vorite trying to make his feet and a wise, wholesome, heart-hungry Iit- he said your head? In all the time I've been Oh, your dad told me all about Speed Gala left his th ae site: Sate Gea Dasani “ pe nes ue Sees ~ ge throat behave. tle soldier, who knew all the ways ‘Go out with you? Man, you didn’t Teomin’ with you I never saw you when ho was visitin’ you In Cincinnatl dressing room on his Way to he yncolled HE eek aap reals E FAUMY-OF papacdl OU) (ne Sout oa When, near the close of the act, of tlm warfare that a girl on her ask me to go out with you!” Gusale peters. Sa Wouldnt eo to achool, ind-you his hotel. He was halfway the twine so It would run free. With i Searianaa WALA SEgReO EE they struck the set and Speed on the own in the profession must fight, and “Didn't I?" he muttered. “1 “Well, you seen me drunk last \ vant work. All you'd do was play down the first fight of stairs mini el in his hand, he rose and i nl mn J re re stage took a baseball in his big who nursed a pathetically intense thought I did.” night, didn't you?" haseball when you had anybody to that led to the stage when he thought Gal te, en ee a: . Sih th see oe | nneaa ie fist and began burning over curves longing for the peace of happy mar- "No," she said, “you didn’t.” ST gupe ald! “Andi Ti) tell the warld: play with, endl when youididn't You’ of the protiive) te Id muide 10) the! te her. “Get bask! Oneeidel’ teokt ce ten his big Fiabe baaadeates dal) and shoots to Red Martin, the roars riage, with love to stand guard, Speed shuffled and wriggled. “Well, you were one sloppy sight to see reat Reha sh roMns a : manager of the hotel to dutograph The ball! See? ‘Through the win- el he ue avy ne: ane e Bei on of applause that answered his efforts She fell for Speed Galiagher; fell you wouldn't if 1 did, would you?" “Well, I can get drunk {¢ T want to, 1) to wend you to reform achool when 200 give him three baseballs for hia @Ws wet back!" y she ¢ 80 8OITY yd e193" ¥ Was mean to you. I didn’t meanvit had nothing of ridicule in them, While quick and hard. She was tired of “Sure I would if you did; but you can't I Barney Mercer happened to you, three hero-w¢ fe sone, HE girl understood and with Speed, Honest! You just go rigtt the audience clapped and shouted aps smooth, flat, little dancing men: haven't.” JXcu proved that all Might!) You FHP rad td (PaNe oil ane mam EroWr drew. The small square aper- ahead and quit baseball and we'll/@éa Proval of his illustrations of how to pompous, strutting actors, and posing Speed grinned, “Well, will you?" keep on’like this and you're goin’ to little Intercity league of ou tack MMnpbcbunalinilalittady HX" teUaRy ture was empty. Speed stood an uct together. you and I." forge Pitch three straight shut-outs in the acrobats. Speed attracted her be- he blurted be tn fine shape when you show u got @ fancy car of your own and more TWOPPed them into the side pocket of erect on the roof, hitched up speed patted her shoulder. aims World Series, stumpy little bow- cause he was rough and awkward, “You bet I will, she agreed spring training.” money than you know how to count. his Overcoat nnd went his Way his breeches In a manner familiar to gook his head, “Not for mine! nes legged = Martin, crouching low, bashful, deferential. To her he was heartily. “Let's go.” “Who said I was goin’ to show ue And you got @ reputation There As he stepped out the stake door he hin, when he was in a tough spot on guid firmly Haseball’s my stuff, Bif?* thumped his big mitt and shouted his a man from a far country; a cham- . i for spring trainin'?”" ain't bl al Ha noe v why Oud hear Louise Clare sin8iIN® & the diamond, twitched hie cap, and that's what I got ta do, You comb customary chant of encouragement. pion in a strange and thrilling game. IPHIN three wee aie Red stared. “'You ain't had 4 row ed ee tn They f you *PAghtly song, He passed Hed 3 wound up, He uncotled with the snap with me in the eummer while ye ; “Do y ! ' : starting west from Chicago with the club, have you?" ea 5 na Ut standing in PRS Exe, rel fees = ‘ aj “f Do your stuff, kid! Atta boy! Do She had watehed him on the dia- Gallagher proposed and ‘No, I ain't had no row with the “found in the streets and ' friends did not spout of a released steel spring and, the ball my stuff, aa’ I'll go with you in the your stuff!" mond, tall and slouchily confident, his seas ie Sato aii club, but I'm off of basebull, f'm Stare at you in the hotel na Peedi wae iRenrtac stubborn, with the brown twine tied to ft flashed winter while you do your stuff, huh? When Speed reached his dressing cap pulled cockily over one eye, wind- ee a cA through !"" people cay you thst you can “TM show tem,” | 1 to him- across and struck the brick wall an “Oh, Speed!" pagement s brief an a alow ene ewhat's dough just for coming out on the ie ay he trude: F 4 hotel sebatl’ i,” Speed room, after taking enough bows to ing himself slowly into am intricate coat war 1 find Red showed real concern, *"W SUB PERE SpE CoH, Out a dae 8 Hf ass he trudin init play tase, MEH to the right of the opening verte Alan mba suit a tenor, he was flushed with knot on the mound and uncoiling sud- **°'™Y: It had # pete Lele Gocacatne ame saris welt ball, eh? 1! ” "en Mtruck and fell to the street below! fie rant arm, flexing and straighten’? triumph. “I guess I didn’t do so bad, denly like a released steel spring to *° D°s!™ !n ! OS speed ‘tamed. “You're like all lw "And why do they know you Speed Gallagher had missed, He had ing it experimentally. "Gosh! «9 huh?" he crowed to Red Martin. smoke the ball past the bewilderea “!!4* : reat of ‘em. You think all I ca vuse you Were such an ort P was 10.30 when (he clerk phoned missed, and for the first time in his thought for a minute up there ont “Well, your fast one wasn’t breakin’ batter and stand erect, grinning, hig “Fl cut out this sehall stuf for Js just play baseball, A'm join’ 1 worthless nut when you ws ' up to Speed ushers room carcer panic seized him, He fell to Tf the old wing had gone baen s& » bo well,"’ Martin demurred thumbs hooked into his belt. She had 8994 Bow and we'll A 60 No» BOW you Buys, ‘the whole bunch of tie! ¥en eee bose ; “The theatre's on fre, Mr. Galla- tron yting, me Bib t bee rp at abt war i f »s hooked into It, She ha ‘ rehress bk PEL NS At seball; because you gr : i . etter to-da ‘ my 5 “I don't mean my pitchin’,” Speed seen him in tight spots, cool, unhur- ether, eh? You and me Lele pet ha Paes Momttatin iwh a fat-headed sap that gher," he suid excitedly { “son, my God!) What's the mattor ¢ ally ET . explained, ‘My other stuft.”” ried, down there on the field, while "Oh, but Speed, you mustn't give more money at It than any of never been able to think of 1 1 thought you'd Rutovknow. Th erin he prayed. God: He took Louise Clare's upturned , while ; Hina Y yall; because all th 1 ner Y me ae “What other stuff?" Red snorted. hostile thousands shrieked and howled UP baseball," she proteste birds, too. I'm goin’ to show f baselall; because a « Kay she’s just blazing away Fed, 1 can't make it.’ He was franti- fee i hi x hands and leaned y ves » aie 7 = ‘ant Sha eS that's spread here and there 11 tog 1 Yercuat: ene = erently forward to kiss her. Red Magy, . “Why, you big, overgrown, goggly- in a futile attempt to disturb his Why not Any FoumOneCK ‘ORR sgn AEE GH NS 3 is all boiled down to t Sheed threw on , ind cally hauling it on the string. “You tat tked tiptoe into the hall Pi eyed sap, you ain't got no other stuff, triumphant poise; seen him pitch his Play b “Louise Clare,’ Martin excla ase in you, You know 1 1 ruahed out; Ta wast tar OF His try it, Bedi" he bemged. “My arm's “spo your stuff!" Red whispered, You don’t think your hoofin' and way slowly, methodically, brilliantly “But, That's 3 me!" what's she got to do with it? Baseball! Chae) @ny: min: |) Mri: andi eat : SiR 8) ee eee vars eran ne “Ate boy, Bim singin’ was any good, do you?’ out of the hole and win; seen him “Well, actin's my too, ain't — "Well, we had a fight,’’ Speed ad: less Lait wregpaitaee see, NEO SEO Per erate job i Had Startin, and ne My ef a fora tatiana erudetne) picked you up out of now f cet with t was no jo ed Ma a ont They seemed to like it," Speed pitch also brilliantly, methodically, it?” he sald resent 2 Sst Ten aR ait @houehi ty faced, little country kid ms mreet Bt fe um Red Martin knew tt, He could peg to Gabe All rights renerved. yp grumbled. ‘'They laughed when I and lose without disturbance of the more money for actin’ than I ever way something. Come on, old i clean Up on top of the hea fe and clair ‘ IPPATATUSS second with the next one, but to hit ht with Mutropolilnn a done it." calm, dominant, masterful attitude got for playin’ bases WMS jor egme clean, What's it all about?” you're up there, you're going t 1 choked with a noisy and curious that tiny window across the street New Yors. un