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.But he didnot hunt for the jokers.We arrived at Toronto before daylight next morning, and remained in thePullman until seven o'clock.When we got out, it was discovered that the Rubeand Nan had stolen a march upon us.We traced them to the hotel, and foundthem at breakfast.After breakfast we formed a merry sight-seeing party androde all over the city.That afternoon, when Raddy let Toronto down with three hits and the boysplayed a magnificent game behind him, and we won 7 to 2, I knew at last andfor certain that the Worcester team had come into its own again.Then next dayCairns won a close, exciting game, and following that, on the third day, thematchless Rube toyed with the Torontos.Eleven straight games won! I was inthe clouds, and never had I seen so beautiful a light as shone in Milly'seyes.From that day The Honeymoon Trip of the Worcester Baseball Club, as thenewspapers heralded it--was a triumphant march.We won two out of three gamesat Montreal, broke even with the hard-fighting Bisons, took three straightfrom Rochester, and won one and tied one out of three with Hartford.It wouldhave been wonderful ball playing for a team to play on home grounds and wewere doing the full circuit of the league.Spears had called the turn when he said the trip would be a hummer.NanHurtle had brought us wonderful luck.But the tricks they played on Whit and his girl- fan bride!Ashwell, who was a capital actor, disguised himself as a conductor andpretended to try to eject Whit and Nan from the train, urging that love-makingwas not permitted.Some of the team hired a clever young woman to hunt theRube up at the hotel, and claim old acquaintance with him.Poor Whit almostcollapsed when the young woman threw her arms about his neck just as Nanentered the parlor.Upon the instant Nan became wild as a little tigress, andit took much explanation and eloquence to reinstate Whit in her affections.Another time Spears, the wily old fox, succeeded in detaining Nan on the wayto the station, and the two missed the train.At first the Rube laughed withthe others, but when Stringer remarked that he had noticed a growingattachment between Nan and Spears, my great pitcher experienced the firstpangs of the green-eyed monster.We had to hold him to keep him from jumpingfrom the train, and it took Milly and Mrs.Stringer to soothe him.I had towire back to Rochester for a special train for Spears and Nan, and even thenwe had to play half a game without the services of our captain.So far upon our trip I had been fortunate in securing comfortable rooms andPage 34ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlthe best of transportation for my party.At Hartford, however, I encountereddifficulties.I could not get a special Pullman, and the sleeper we enteredalready had a number of occupants.After the ladies of my party had beenassigned to berths, it was necessary for some of the boys to sleep double inupper berths.It was late when we got aboard, the berths were already made up, and soon wehad all retired.In the morning very early I was awakened by a disturbance.Itsounded like a squeal.I heard an astonished exclamation, another squeal, thepattering of little feet, then hoarse uproar of laughter from the ball playersin the upper berths.Following that came low, excited conversation between theporter and somebody, then an angry snort from the Rube and the thud of hisheavy feet in the aisle.What took place after that was guess-work for me.ButI gathered from the roars and bawls that the Rube was after some of the boys.I poked my head between the curtains and saw him digging into the berths. Where's McCall? he yelled.Mac was nowhere in that sleeper, judging from the vehement denials.But theRube kept on digging and prodding in the upper berths. I'm a-goin' to lick you, Mac, so I reckon you'd better show up, shouted theRube.The big fellow was mad as a hornet [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]