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No. 971. I FHANK 'l'OUHEY PnBLIBBltl':, 3i .i. 36 NonTB Moomt 8-.rmtl!:'l'. 1. l'ltlCK ( YOnE. June 7, 1890 lssmcu lf.nc1a WK1>NgR1>A.Y -J Hl;N'l'S.' Vol. I

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2 MULDOON'S BASE BALL CLUB IN PHILADELPHIA. The Subs c ripti o n Pdae ol 1 'HE WrnE AWAKE LIB RARY o y th e y ea r is $2,50: $1 2 5 p e r s i x mo n th s pos t p aid, Addr11ss FRANK TOU SEl PUBLISHER, 34 >Llld 36 North M oo re Stre e t, New Y ork. B o x 2730. Mnldoon's Base Ball Clnb By TOM TEASER, J Author of "Muldoon's Base Ball Club in Boston," "Muldoon' s Base Ball Club," "The Aldermen Sweeneys of New York," "Next Door; or, The Irish Twins,"."Senator Muldoon," "Muldoon Out West," etc., etc. etc. CHAPTER I. "-aLL bands be ready to go to l'blladelpby to-morry, byes," said .Muldoon, one pleasant afternoon in spri ng not very long ago. Now don't ask me who Muldoon w as, for yot1 ou g ht to know. He was captain, general manager, organizer, and all round player of the Muldoon Base Ball Club, now beginniug a tour of the country. He traveled In his own private car, with his wife, bis son Roger, hRI cook, bis butler an1I his valet, besides a maid for M rs. Muldoon, and a private secretary for Roger. The Muldoons had deau loads of money, and knew how take care or it, too, which waa better yet. Muldoon wanted someth .i11;g to do in the summer instead of going to Europe like all the other nobbs. For that reason he bad organized a team of bllSe ball pla y ers, and w;.s going to make the tour of the country with thllm He had already played in New York, and had just returned from a trip to B?ston, where he had won a majority the games played. He now about t'o start Philadelphi a where he had made ar rangements to play several games Muluoon was not afraid to tackle p r ofessional clubs, and, in fact, played with anything that came along Mrs. Muldoon enjoyed especially as she was irt her own car, with her own servants to wait upon her, and she bad become a regular base ball enthusiast as w ell Roger hati to go the rest went; and ree.lly, the trip would have lost half its zest if he had not been aboard. The young fellow had an inexhaustible supply of jobs and snaps which he worked oil" at the slightest notice on r.nybody-and everybody, according to convenience. was his principal victim, but he used the others as often as he felt like it, and they came in for their share with great reg ularity. Occasionally Muldoon would make some funny blunder, and get caught In some snnp not of Roger's invention, and then there was fun, you bet. That private ciu:. of Muldoon's wilS like a house, and the inmates formed a little colony by themselves. Noxt to the Muldoons came Nora the cook, a big, fat, good-nat ured body who had be en with the .family for years, sticking to them through good fortune and bad and exereiaing a proprietary right over them which nothing could sever. Marie, .Mrs. Muldoou's maid, was a new. acqui;,;itiO!} whom Nora rather looked down upon, and considered an upstart., tile French having no particular lik ing herself for "zat miserable Irlandaise," ns he etyled the cook. Muldo on's v a let was a Frenctman whom all hands called John, a l thougli he did not spell it that way; but .the frog-eaters are poor spell e r s anyhow, when it comes to En g lish He was struck on Mar ie, and she th o u ght h i m the sweet est thini,r that evPr ate garlic, so that there was a cha nce of there !Ji>ing a regu ular par. tner s hip between them some day. Next on the l lst was a colored g entleman whom everybocly call e d Whi skers, the family butler, having served in that c ap a city f or thre e or four years. He was a consequential coon; Whis kers was but a good serv an t anq, now that th e y were on the road, acted in lie u or a porter, t!Je Muldoons having no desire to bepreyed upon by. one of the r egu lar pr0Cet1sional cormorants In that line or busine s s The last intbe catalogue was Bills, R o ger's secretar y for the young fellow was his father's mau of business and needed an as s istant, some body to do tbe drudgery work while he was working up snaps. Bills was a tall, slnbsid11d, solemn lookrng person of forty odd years a regular m e chanical sort of a duck, who did e verything by rules that never varied, and reduced everything to methods grown old by long service. He wasn't a bad sort of a man to have about when mere hack work waii concerned, and Roger found him very useful as walras perfectly trustworthy. He had no more conception of a joke, apparently, than the man io tba moon, and had just as vacant a face. 1 here was more run in him than you would bave supposed, however, but be never gave it way. He caught on to Roger's custom of working jo\rns on all bands, and was only watching his chance to get in a good one on the young joker himself at a !avorable opportunity. All bands went on board the private car shortly before nine one fine morning, the same car being on a side track of the Pennsylvania rail road, over at Jerse y City waiting to be taken by one of the regular tmins to Philadelphia The base ball boys were a.11 going, but they would travel in th& regular coaches, except when they occnsionally came in to see Mui doou. There were McGinnis, with bis big mustache and number tweiv& feet, Dan Jones, with the cold in his head, Ikey Stein, with his para bolic nose and bow leg s Budwiser, with his short le g s and big stomach, and all the reat of the gang, of whom more win be said when I get ready to sny it. Well, the train started nnd Muldoon asked all the l!oys into the smoking compartment of his car, to drink success to the trip to Phil adelphla.

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MULDOON'S BASE BALL CLUB IN PHILADELPHIA. s Juat before start ing Muldoon called the butler to him and said: "Whiskers, have yez annytbing to dhrlnk i n the cair?" Got two or free cases or wine, sah "H'm! I think I see mesilf t reatin thim blokes to champagne and claret. Any beef!" "No eah, 'cept a few bottles." "Well, I don't think St. Louis or Milwaukee wu d suit tbim aither. Got any whisky?" "No, sab, not a drop." "Didn' t I tell yez to ordber phwativer wor needed!" "Ye9, eah, but yo' doesn' spec to keep open bar, does yo?" "Av coorse not," said Muldoon. "I'm not timperance intoirely for I dbrink now and thin wid me rriud s but naither do I believe in unlimited guzzling. How1ver, we ought to gi v e the thing a good sind-off." "De m fel!ahs tink nuffin ob gettin' away wif a gallon ob whisky, e ah, ef yo' put i t b efo' dem. "Well, we must ha v e some av it annyhow. Go out nod get a bottle. That'll do, I gue s s S cuse me, sah, but l'se bu s y at dis t ime. Couldn' yo' sen' some one else?" The private secretary came to the rescue at this juncture. "I can go out and get you what i s needed, Mr. Muldoon, be said, s o lemnly. "Faith ye're a trump, Bills, av yez do have a face an yez like an und&rtaker. H e re, take this and go out for a bottle Hurry up." :Muldoon gave Bills a bill and the private secretary dusted. He came back just as the traii:i had started. He bad a gallon demijohn with him. "l couldn't buy lees, s i r," b e remarked, "and there was no time to go anywhere else." "Faix I didn t tell yez to buy it be whole s ale, but, bowiver, it's all right. Phwat we don't use we'll keep." Then the base ball boys came in, glass e s were produced and filled, and Muldoon, holding bis up, said: "Here's to us, byes. Dhrink h a irty." "Sugceee to dot Pbiladelphy drip, Muldoon : ain't it!" "Bay we wid ebery gabl', Buldood "Here' s dot ve v in efery game my sbild." "Here's tr e e c h e e rs for our side, he g ob." 'May we niver get whitewashed, Mui.' "Now, tbh1, all av yez "Let her go!" The various toasts were drank with a will, and the boys all smacked their lips. Faix, tbat! s purty good staff, byes," said Mulaoon. Suvpoae we t a ke another. Fill tbim up again, Whiskers." glasses were filled again, :md the boy s proceeded to fill them selves. The probability was that t hey would get full, indeed, if this sort of thing were kept up very Jong. "Are yez all read y?" Long l!re to the Muldoons." "Zed her up agaid, Buldood." "Ve vin once more my sbild "Let her go, byes!" The glaasea were raised, and then turned bottom up. Various gurgling iiounds were be _ar
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4 MULDOON'S BASE BALL CLUB IX PHILADELPHIA. '"Yis.'' "I am Dr. Blom up." "Oil, ye are! Well, I hope yez haven't come too late." "What's tlie matter with you?" I'm poisoned." "H'm! Animal, mineral, vegeta\Jle, aniline, masculine, feminine, cutaneous extraneous or interior?" "Sure, I don't know. I took .it for whisky. Doctor, cant yes do annythiog for me?" Muldoon made a spasmodic movement and suddenly interviewed a cuspidor. Where ls the deadly and dileterious compound of which you par tock ?" the doctor asked. Ask the bu lier; he do leave it in the panthry. 'i'hey're all In the boat wid me, but yez bad belther luck arther my case. Oh, murdherl" 1\luldoon wiped his mouth with a big red handkerchief and looked very sad ..._ The doctor pressed the electric button, and Whiskers appeared. "Bring the demijohn and a glass, Whiskers." "Brong de jimmyjohn and a glass, sah? Yes, sab," and Whiskers retreatt.d !Joking like anything but a dead man. Wllen the coon returned with the big bottle the doctor poured him self out a good four fingers. "H'm! Smells like whisky," (he remarked. "Yes, smells very mch like whisky. Not very good whisky, perhaps, but whisky all the same." -.... He went 'from smelling to tasting. The more he tasted the more be wanted to. He atnacked his lips, rubbed his stomach, tossed off the stuff, sighed and remarked: "Well, It might be better, but I must con less that I have g'>t away With worse poison than tbat." Muldoon was thunderstr11ck by this coo l conduct. "Heavens and airth, man, phwat kind av a crather are yez, to dllrink poison like that!" "Oh, it's ull right, Mr. Muldoon-nothing like getting used to it. I'll give you an antidote, however." "A Nanny goat, is It? Do yez think I'm an 1-talian, to ate goats?" "An antidote, I said. Here, take this," and the doctor poured some colorless liquid into u glass. Muldoon drank it, and then observed: "Faix, it tastes like wather." "Imagination, sir, entirely imagination. You will reel better after that. You feel so already, I think." "Faix, I thiuk I de,'' said Muldo:>n, swabbing bis forehead. Thin take a little of this." This -wa.s; two fingers or the same old stuff, poured out of a bottle "Be heavens I'm a new man," cried Muldoon. Docther, ye?. have saved me life. How much do I owe yez?'' "Well, my usual change for going out or town is five hundred dollars, but--" Phwat? Five hundhred dollars? lt's robbery, be 11eavene.11 "But, my dear sir, y9ur life is certainly worth as much --" "It's robbery, I tell yez, and I'll not pay it." "Well, I was going to eay that in this case, I would only charge one hundred. I can get off at the ne:ii:t station." "Faix, I hope ye will. It's robbery annyhow, bot I uon't see how I can help mesiU. Go to the man or business and get the money." "You will give me an order for it, or rourse. Here ls a pad." "Faix, ye're up to snuff, ye are," muttered Muldoon. Then be wrote on the pad an order to Roger to pay the bearer one hundred dollars. Thank you sir, you will be all right now, much o\Jliged I'm sure, we are almost at the station now, good-day," Away went the doctor to the room occupied by. the private secre tary. The removal of a pillow under hie waistcoat, the cotton whiskers 1rom hie ch!n, the green goggles from his eyes and the big hat and gloves, transformed the doctor into the private secretary by a rapid easy proceSB. Bilis treeented his order to Roger wiio said: What's this? Nothing," said Billa. I cton't want the money. It's simply a little document to show t hat you are not the only one who can get-up snaps. Ask your fath er about the narrow escape from poisoning he has just had. Then Bilis went away, flourishing the order and Roger observed to himself. I "The P. S. has been getting in on the old mao, I guess. I must 11nFINGER." "Sure that means business," said Muld. oon, "but I niver h'ard av the Gol' l Ball Club. Who are they anyhow?" "They must be very tart, pop," answered Hoger. "Their captain has a gold finger." "Sure, that's nothing. I have a mouth full of gold mesilf. I niver spint lass than two hundherd dollars an me teeth." "Oh, well, they're awfully tart, I tell "Well, I take the cake mesilf and I'll walk away wid their Hull bakery." "Like the Jae[\: of Hearts I suppose, pop?" "Ob, it's not the Jack av Hairts I am at all,it a the av Cloobs." "Ball clubs, of course, governor! You couldn't mean anything else." "1\,v coorae not. Write to Mr. Golddust and tell him--" "Goldfinger, governor." "Sure, I don't care av his hull body do be gold, I'll refine him all the same." Then you accept t.!Je challenge?" "Av coorse. Phy wouldn't I? IL'n an all' day wid us. I'm goin' to play Harry Wrig!:t and his Jhe next day, and it'll be good practice for us." "All right, dad, I'll send Mr. Abraham Goldlinger notice "Abraham, is it?" muttered :Muldoon, caressing tile bald spot on the top of bis head. "Yes." "Roger?" "Well?'' "I have an ldee." let it go, pop. It will cost too much to keep it on ice. The price ie going up." "Troth, yez have less brains under yer chip pie hat than I gave yer credit for. Anny idee that I have is bound to keep." "Well, what 1s it?" "Do you get on to tbe name av Abrat:iam, me custom-made duder "With both feet, dad." "He's a Habrew, and I'll not play wld anny such." -"Why, you've got one in your owe nine." "So I have. Well, I dbraw the line ut wan." Then will I accept?" "Yis." 'J'he challenge of the Gold Ball Club was duly accepted. Roger might have told bis father more a!>out the organization if he had chosen.

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MULDOON'S BASE BALL CLUB IN PHILADELPHrA. 5 That would bave spoiled sport, how.ever. Tbe day or the game arrived and Muldoon took bis men out to the grounds to do up the Golll Balls and capture the half hundred. He was going to try third base l:imself this time, putting sweet Willie McGinness with bis shoe-brush mustache and big feet in cen ter field instead of in his usual place. There were other changes he meant to try also. He bad a new pitcher in young Mulcahey, the son of his old friend, and reputed to lie a rattler. For bis back-stop be also bad a new man in Raf!erty, a big fellow with bands like hams, and feet that would overllow the river if be ever fell in. The other players were in their usu!!l places-Stein, the Israelite, at eecond, Budweiser, the animated beE:rkeg, on first, and Dan Jones and bis chronic catarrh at short. Then there was Adonis Finnegan at rigl1t, and Romeo Duggan at left, with Beauty Hannigan as extra ;>layer, and long-armell Joe Brady to go into the box if Mulcahey got knocked out or it. The Muldoons got into their uniforms and went out to do some preliminary playing. Then the celebrated captain was handell a a core card. It was very gorgeous and containecl the following names: MULDOON B. B. c GOLD BALL CLUB. Player. Position. Player. Position. 1.-Bnclweiser, 1 b 2.-Finnegan, r. f, 3.-Mul'.1C1on, 3 p 4,:._Stein 2 b. 5.-Jones s. s. li.-Duggan 1. f. 7.-McGinness c. f. 8.-Mulcahey p. 9.-Rafferty, c. 1.-Goldflnger, l b 2.-Roeenbusch, s. s. 3.-Guldenstein, 3 b. 4.--Morgentbaler I. f. 5.-Silverburg 2 b 6.-Schoendorrer c. f; 7.-Schwartzkofl' r. f, 8.-Weissblatt c. 9.-Rotben':>aum. p. Extra Pleyer Umpire Extra P.la)'er. Hannigan. Saltus. BlumnnthnL / When Muldoon gazed at this cad bis brow grew \Jlnck. "Wan Habrew, is he muttered. "There's nothing Ilse, be heavens. Luck at their names.''. "They're ery large and elegant," chuckled Roger. "Yis, and they're all Jews, !Jegob. I'll bet ivery wan or tbim is a pawnbroker or an old clothesman or a diamond Clealer or a second hand man or something like that." They couldn't nil be the same thing, pop.'' "Well, thin, the nine comprises thim all. Be heavens, I'll bet they 'll be wantin' to sell us solid gold collar buttons, six for a quar tber, before we get through.'' "Or charge you a discount for banking that fifty cases, if you win it." "I won't piny thim !" said Muldoon, very decidedly. "But you must." "Do yez think I'm a sucker!'" aekecl Muldoon, angrily. "No. "Ivery wr.n ilse does, then, be heavens.'' "Why so?" "Faix, I'm axed to play wid nagurs, Chlnaysers, convicts, dudes, ould maids, bloind min, and now b9 a lot av Sheenies." "Wbnt do you care if you beat 'em?" "Iverytbing. It's riputation l'm afther." ''You're acared of getting beaten, dad, that's what." "I am not. It makes litt.Je dill'er to me." "Wouldn't you like to know tbnt you were going to win?" "'Deed an' I. would not!" Muldoon 11ae positive on that point. ."Why not?" "Sure it's in the oncertainty av the game that its fascination lies. Av yez know for certain that ye're go in' to get a thing all yer pleasure is gon'. It's in not knowin' av yez are goin' to get It or not that yer enjymint consists whin yez do get It." "You're quite a philosopher, governor." "Yis, !(fid that's phwat kapes me alive." "Here come the Gold Balls, pop!" cried Roger, just then. ),luldoon look ell at the gang just coming upon the' tleld. Then he dashed down his cap. "Be bea\ens, that's tile lasbt sbtroke!" be growled. "What's the matter, pnp?" "Do yez see the imblim an the breasts av that crowd av interrogation p'int-nosed i!, pop," whispered Ro,irer. Sure, I would be av I played wid them Motzers." "Sh! they won't like It If they bear you.'' Then let tbim do the other thing.'' Roget' kne w that he bad to use a good deal of diplomacy now or Mnhloon would skip. He did not want that, for be bad come out to see some fun. a chump if you go now, pop, when these Philadelphia ducks have been saying that New York can't raise a decent club.'' "Do they say that!" asked Muldoon. "Yes, and that New York is only one of their suburbs.'' "And we can't raise nnny good players?'' "Yes." Pbwat do they call Buck Ewing ancl Connor, and Georgie Gore, and Johnny Ward, llncl Slattery, and Counsellor O'Rourke, and nil the rist av the byeJ?" Stuffs, pop." 8tulfs can't win pinnlnts, me bye. Be Henvins l'll stay and play him for the honor av ould New York.'' That's right, pop. f knew yon would." "Pbwnt's Pbiladolph] anyhow but a countbry village goin' to eee
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6 .\l liA8E B.ALL CLUB IN PHILADELPHIA. "l'fe got somedrng elegant to Louk out doL lJaia; cost you oniy a dollar a bottle, mit my name bl o w e d in de cl ass-Goldfinger's best, none chenuwlne widout de pine label.'' "Take a bottle av it yersilf," said Muldoon, "and !llee av yez sbtop the pniu ln me ear." "What gifes you dot pain ? asked Mr. Goldtinge,r eagerly. "Hearing ye talk," answered Muldoon. Goldfinger was silent. Finnegan, the fairy prince, was doing his best to bit that loog namod pitcher's curves just now. Finally the umpire called strikes on him, and he sat down to keep the bench from getting too cool. Theo Muldoon Blood up before that demon pitcher, with the whole alphabet for a handle. "Av yez hit me, ye big stuff, yez can ordher yer coffin now," be re marked. "Five dollars," said tbe u!llpire. "Go an, ye Germantown sneered Muldoon. I Av I wor to leave fotve collars iu Pbiladelphy the whole town wudtl!l followed, and then the ball came in from the trip out of town. It took Welssblatt lo the neck. "Two runs!'; shouted Muldoon. "How's that, ye Chatham street mi1llts? Ye can't do that anny wan av yez!" I'll ftne you a hundred dollars if you don't keep quiet,I' said that cranky umpire. Get out, ye counthrybred ignoramus," rem arked Muh, loon. "Thi s Isn't a championship game. Foines don't go down here, me ready made gllly." The M:uldoens now had two runs to their credit. That was all they got that trip. Ikey Stein popped up a fty which Morgenthaler put in hock and made two out. Then Dan Jones was given bis b a s e on lJa lls an d s tole second w hen Weis sl.Jlatt failed to hold a wild one which tbal misfit pitcher thre w in t o him. Dan even got down to third I.mt th e re he expire d Dqggan was thinking s o muc b or his. tine s hape and so little or his playin g that he knocked a iittle lly to Roseobu s ch which that ent.ir prising H e brew at c>nce gather e d in. "'l' had's too bead. I be blowed ir it aidt," muttered Jones, who always spoke without the aid of his nos e "I bight bab e reached hol>e if you hadded docle thad.' Go out to short au cl blow yer nose, Dan," s aid Muldoon. Here s whe re we do the pawnl.Jro k ers up Faix th e y won't btd annytbing on themsilves when w e get th r oug h wid thim.'' Mr. Goldfing e r was the first to the bat. Hti knocked a fly b all over the stand. "Dou'd iet dat ball get losed," be rema r ked. "De m balls co s t money." Yis and there goes wan av yer fifty dolla r s me l.Jye, said Mui doou, as Goldfinger was caugbt out on a foul tip t w e nty f eet a baft th e marble. \ Mr. Ros enbusch, who boasted the biggest nose in the crowd next raced Mulcahey, the son or hi s rather. Mui bad on his pitching clolhes that di.y. Even Joe Brady himself could not have done better. The batter fanned the air successive times, p l unk or the !)all into Raffer t y's big bands a s rnevitably as th e thunder succeeds the lightning Hush. "Go sit down, Rosy," said Muldoon, "and hould a p a ra sol over yer bugle or it might get sunburned." Rosenl>uscb chucked his bat down angi rly and sta lke d away That did not suit Captain Goldfinger. "Don' d you be so ftip mit dem lJats Ros e nbusch," be s napped. 'Did you tink dot ms iron? Ofr you broke d o t bat o nce I sharge you for it.'' Goldtinger meant business every time. Then Mr. Goldeuswin came up before the girted Mulcahey. Mui let him get his base, ror he saw that he was a regular s lugger Mr. liorgen baler followed and sent a ball into the tureen at the first crack. That made it two to one on even innings. with Muldoon ahead. In the next, dear little Willie soaked the ball for three lJase s an d would have made home it he had not fallen ov e r the third ba g and bad to stay there. Then Mulcahey and Rafferty cam e up only to set clown again. Pete Budweiser once more made his appearr.n('e after that. "Off you hid me dis time once, I slug you mit a brick stone," h e growled the pitcher That rattle:l Rottenbaum, and be made Pet e r a presflnt or bis b a se. Then the charming .lllr. Fiun egan walk e d up and bunted t h e ball six feet from home. He bent it to first in lively style, aud M o rg e nthaler tried to nip Bud weiser at second. Silverburg mutfed tho I.Jail, however, and Budweh!er slid under him on his stomach and planked his big band on the bag. Muldoon to the bat, three men on ba1es and two men out. "Now you've got 'em, pop," said Roger. "Give,'em a Slattery twlat and empty the bags." Muldoon spit oc his tands to begin with. He did not want to be too anxious. 1 All the same he realized the responsibility wbich rested on him. Then those money lenders tried to ratle him. "Blay ball, ererybody." "Mage bim hjd it, Ikey.'' Loog oud for a double dis time." "Two men oud, poys." Mage It dree, felluss." "Blay ball.'' "Ober der blate, Ikey." One strike!" "Dod's der vny, tlon'd itr "Ball one!" Ah, dod was a skin." Dot:'d you gife it." "Dot vos two strikes.''

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l\1ULDOON'S BASE BALL CLUB IN PHILADELPHIA. 7 "Ball two! "Don' d you gifl' it, Abey." Strige strigel" "Ball three! "Ob, ah!" "Get anoder um'Jire!" "Vat a skin." "Pud it over der blc.te." "Shut up, you sheenies!" Knock the tar out or it, Mui." "Go an, gimme a good ball." He wants to hit it." Two strikes!" "Dis one gounts "Hit it, Muldoon." Swipeit, pop." "Cigars, gents, good cigal'!!." "Score cards five apiece." "Fresh lager, gents." Foul ball!" "Ob! ab!" "You couldn't got it, Lazzy." "Blay pall, ererybody." Foul ball!" "Dake it, Lo.zzy, dat's easy." "Ach, der tuyfel!" "Muffed! Bully for Mull!" They re getting rattled, pop." Here's where you swipe it!" Get a lead, Pete." Steai up, Bill." "Now for a hummer!" "Foul!" "Kigg, fellows, don't you gife it." "Go sit down. Hit it, Mui." It was like Bedlam busted out. Talk of rattling Muldoon? You couldn t do it. The pitcher was getting rattled if anybody was. I The quiet seclusion of a box in a pawn office bad made him unaccustomed to such a box as this. He pitched wild. or be pitched balls that were sare to be bit foul. If he wasn't careful Muldoon would get bis base. :Muldoon prererred to hit the ball. Little Ikey Stein followed him, and Isaac was not always to be depended upon. One run would be forced in, to be sure. Muldoon bad his notions set upon more than that. lt was a crieia in the game, and no mistake. The crowd began to keep quiet, for they were anxious. The Gold Balls also relapsed into silence. They did not want to rattle their own man. Well, after that you could have heard a mouse nibbling cheese. A swift curve b 1ll came Moldoon's way. "Allabesam!" he rernarkP.d as he lunged his bat at it. The magic word did the That. ball went sailing gracefully over the field jnst out of the reach of the fielders. Schoendorfer made a jump for it, acd the emblems on his manly bosom glitt e red in the sunlight. That tlma -the three golden balls did not swipe the leather. They collar most everything, but they didn't get that. It waa not for Dorry on tbat trip. He sat down on the flowery turf while the ball whistled on at a rate or seventy miles an hour. Finally it struck the ground a long way from anybody Once more Muldoon was th!! hero of the hour. Two home rune in one game was a record to be proud of. How tht: crowd did howl. Hats were tossed up and nobody cared where they went. Handkerchiera were waved and all hands went wild. It was a wonder the cheering wasn t heard in New York. Muldoo n waR keeping up his reputation for. big tbiugs. What a rac i ng th ere was around those unsee. McGinne s s planted his big pedals on the plate to start with. Budwei ser repeated bis great act or the first inning and pulled like a steam engine. "Keep a runnin', byes!" yelled Muldoon. The n Petey reached home, fell on plate and was fallen on by Finne g an a moment later. "Touch the plate, Finnegan!" howled Muldoon. Finnegan touched it as the ball was lJeing fielcled in to second. Muldoou was now on third. He thought he might as well fnake it four. :I'his time he slipped up. Silverburg got the ball and pasted it in borne. froze to it as if it bad been a n unredeemed pledge. Muldoon was going too fast to stop now. He fell into the catcher's grasp and was touched out It was too bad. However, it was the fortune of war. Victory doesn t always come to those who expect it most. This was only 011e pf the many surpri1es of base bull. Who says that games are cut and dried before hand? Nonsense! You can t tell how a game ia going to come out any more than you can tell whether a hen will hatch turkeys or ducks from a lot of door knobs. Muldoon was out. He tad sent in three runs, however. Consequently it did not matter very much. The crowd was satisfied with him, as it was. "Well done, Muldoon!" "That's the wav."' "Do it every time, Mull!" Show 'em where you live." / Muldoon wiped the torrents of perspiratioi from his classic brow, went to third, and remarked: "Be heavens, av New York can't proiuce i:ood ball players, I'd like to ki:ow phwat other place can." The bock-shop fairies got no runs that trip. Five to one was not so bad for the Muldoon&. It was seven to two at the end or the fourth. In the seventh it was nine to three. Jn the eighth Muldoon's men had twelve runs to their credit, and Goldfinger had five. It looked like a glorious victory for the Muldoons. In their half or the ninths they made a goose egg. Then the Gold Balls came in for their whack. Here was where the trouble came, hut you'll have to take that in this next chapter. CHAPTER IV. PLAY ball!" That's the way I began the last chapter but it doesn't matter. It waa what the umpire said, and everything he says bas to go on record. The Gold Balla were at the bat, and it wns the last half of the ninth inning. The score stood twelve to five. The Gold Balls were on the wrong side of the line, but they still looked hopeful. The great Abraham was the first to take up the stick. He rapped out a safe one for one base. Nobody kicked at that. Then Roseabusch knocked a safe bunt which he got ahead or and reached the llrdt bag. Goldtlnger rushed down to second, and knocked Ikey Stein !lying just as he liad collared the ball throw11 by Rafferty. "Vat you meant by dot, you l>ig Sheeney!" he sputtered, get ting up. It was the old tale of the pot calling the kettle black. However, lkey had the right of it this time. "You vas oud, you old Shylock," he remarked. "Chudgment om dot, umbirel"

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8 BASE BALL CLUB IN PHILADELPHIA.. Safe on second," remarked the arbitrator. There was a groan at this, but Muldoon said nothing. Then Guldenstein picked up a bat and planked a nice hit to Mulcahey. It bounded once, but Mui got it on the jump. Then be soaked it to Bud'i'elser just at a nice height. Peter was there, like the Rock of Gibraltar. Plunk! The ball landed in his big list two seconds ahead or the runner. "Safe!" said the umpire. Petey was so astonished that he dropped the ball. Goldl!nger had reached third and Roosenbusch wns on seconc:. "Donner wetter sauerkraut! vot kind off a decision do you call dot!'' asked the Dutchman. It was rank sure enough. "You shut up or sit i::'lWn," said Saltus. He was as fresh as a new-laitl egg, but be called Saltus just the same .. "Begob, I think he's goln' to salt us, and no mistake," remarked Muldoon. Then Morganthaler walked up and looked dalfgerous. Mulcahey sent in too balls that fairly split the plate. That robber of an umpire called thein balls "Be heavens, there's a place gettin' warmed up for him below," said Muldoon. Then Mulcahey sent In anot!ier plate divider. Mr. Saltus called that a ball, too. That made Mui mad, and he threw wild. "Take your base," said Saltus, and Goldl!nger ran In. "Well, it's robhery sure enough," suicl Muldoon, "but it only gives thim wan run. We can afford that alsy." Then Silverburg amtSchoendorfer were given their bases In the eame piratical manner. "Begorry, this is 'etting monotonous," said Muldoon. "Phy don't yez pit an' specs, Salty, ould boy?" "If you give me any gulf I'll order you off the l!clall got Uu;>re four fE'et ohead of him. Then he started to go back to secontl. Muldoon did cot throw the ball down to Stein. He knew a trick worth a dozen of that. He held on to it and jumped for that Israelite. Weisablatt fell down and Muldoon fell on top of him. Our friend was no feather-weight, be it un\lerstood. 'that Sheeney let out a 1?;runt as ii a house had fallen on him. Two out, be heavens!" said Muldoon, "and av that bible-backed conundhrum beholnd the plate says it isn't, I'll cremate him wid his boots on." The Gold Balls were getting rusty over these little pleasantries. '1.'hey didn't like that sort of business for a cent. They had meant to collar that game, with the umpire's assistance, and now it seemed to be going against them. They had arranged with the fellow to give them the game ; and t!Jey wanted it bad. The way they were getting It in the neck was enough to f X nsperate an of brass. They laid it all to ::lluldoon because he was the boss of the nin e. "Go an, Mnlcabey, that makes two out," said Muldoon. -"Av yez. will par'lyze that hock-shop ticket I'll raie yer salary." "Call de bolices,." said Goldfinger. Dem Irisbmans vant to murder me, so hellup me Sbnky." "Ki'.! the sucker!" yGllecl the crowd. The majority of them favoretl the Muldoons. "' Play tiall !" "Call the gamer "Muldoon's got the game anyhow." "Call it back to the last inning." "Play ball." / You may have oat;erved that that last remark Is always admissible. At any rate, somebody always yells it out. "If you fellers don't shot up I'll give the game to the Gold Ball Club," said the chump of an umpire. "Yez will allow that there are two mlu outr "No, only one." "How about the man on thnrrud?'' He was out." "And the wan at home?" "I di:ln t see him grt out. It's a tie." "Be heavens, I admire yer gall," said Muldoon. "It desarves a modal, so it does." "Play ba!l!" "It's 11 tie, Mulcahey," said Muldoon. "Sing that sucker at the bat, ther111s no wan on thurrud." Mnlcahey want.P.d t.o slug Goldflnger bod. Goldy wns up to his little game, however:Mul put the ball right over the plate, knowing that there were tw<> strikes on the botter. "Foor balls!" said that monumental liar beh1nd the bat. "Begorry, it was only wan a mlnuta ago." "Five dollars." "Go soak your head!" "Twenty dollars." "And yer reet, too. They need it." Seventy-live dollars." ''Ab, go take a bath." "Leave the l!e1':1!" "I will not!" Then 1'11 give the game to the Gold Balls." "Faix, I believe yez have sold it to thlm already."

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MULDOON'S BASE BALL CLUB IN PHILADELPHIA. I say, Buldood," called out Dau Jones, who gets tile gate buddey?" We do, and I've got a man in the ticket offis Juckin' afther it, begorry." "You don't got but fifty tollars off you beaj,'' said Goldt!nger, '' und ve gits der reed. Ob ve head ve gits all, my sbild." "Ob, the robber; he'll sell himself for t!rty dollars!" said Mui doon. "Forty-nine dollars too :lear, I think," said Mulcahey. Ve vas been robbed!" cried Goldflnger. "Call de bolices! Go for de tiers, Ikey!" "Play ball, ye suckers!" said Muldoon. "Put nine balls over the plate, Mulcahey, and av they don't come up the game Is ours!" Sit down!'' said Saltus. "1 won't!" "Then you've forfeited the game!" The crowd bad something to say that. A hundred or more of them jumped in on the grounds. Then they went for that umpire. "Don't kill him!" cried Muldoon. Only t'row him in the river." That Umpire skipped out. So did the Gold Balls. They made a raid on the ticket office. Roger was beforehand with them there. All they got was their car fare back to the city. The Muldoons collared the rest of the boodle. Muldoon did not want it, however. He only wanted to keep tbClse Sheeneys out of it: He seat the Gold Balls fifty dollars to pay their expenses, paid for t!ie of the grounds and then donated the balance to one of the city charities. The papers got bold of it and Muldoou had no end of line notices_ It made him more popular than ever, and be always did have a good hold on the public. Tb is last event g!lve him just the send off that h0 wanted for his Philadelphia visit. I "Get on to the cripples, said Muldoon.' "Sure, it's a picnic for us, so it is." I dod't see how theb fellers are goi'g to play, dard if I do," said I Dan Jones. "Hi, Muldoon," said Ikey Stein, "let me go out for halluf an hour to telegraph by my broder in Ny York." "What for, ye gawk?" "He was had some second hand. grutches vat be solt cheap to dose fellers, und I make a commission." "Gu on, ye st nil;'' said Muldoon. "Play ball, a.ad niver molnd yer brother in New York." "Say, Muldoon," said young Mulcahey, "there's. a frind av mine phwat's in the nndertakin' business in the city. Hadn't I betther slnd afther him. These blokes will need him when we get troo wid um, I'm thinkin'." The Guzzlers were a sorry-looking lot, sure enough A one armed battery was something decidedly novel in the way of base ball. Fielders on crutches was also a new departure, and o ne that did not promi8e a great amount of success to those taking it "Faix, I thot I'd seen all the varieties there cud be lo ball nines," m11ttered Muldoon, but this wan knocks me out "I've played wid Cbinaysers, nagnrs, sbeeneye, convicts and small byes, and have been axed to play w1d dudes, womeli, and other luna tics, but niver before did I hear av a nine av cripples. "Faix, it'll be no honor at all to beat them, bat we'll have a little fun atiuyhow." nldoon wasnt i?;Oing to have all the fun, however. Mr. Moggies sent liis men to the bat first, and Muldoon put Joe Brady In to pilcb, :loing the catching act himself. The batting order of the two clubs was as follows: MULDOONS. GUZZLERS. We'll pack the grand stands alter this, Bedalia," he said to bis wife, "and may the best team win, be heavens." Budwei8er, 1st b. Duggan, I. f. Stein, 2d b. Jones, s. s. Muldoon, c. McGinne&s, 3d b. O'Dwyer, c. f. Finnegan, r. t. Brady, p. Mt:ggles; s. s. Wiggins, I. r. Higgins, c. f. Waggles, r. r. Muffies, 1st b. Duftles, 2d b. Cbuflles, 3tl b. Wayback. c. Sbootem, p. CHAPTER V. THE Muldoous got right down io playing ball after tb at. They played morning games with Harry Wright's team, with the "It's a tine lot .of av stuffs they are wid their fancy names," mutAthletics and with the visiting tell.IDB in the city. tered Muldoon. "Wait till yez see us eind them home on stretchers Muldoon went into the box on one occasion long to be remen1bered J .Mr. Muggles was the first to pick up a bat, which he used left and struck out the great ten thousand dollar beauty, 'Lie famom1 banded, besides wearing a shade over bis right eye. Michael, the celebrated Kelly hlmselr. He whanged the third ball pitclred away out center field and only "I'm on to, ye, Mike," lm remarked, as he sent the first ball over got one base on the hit. the plate. '!'Lien Wiggins up, got hit in the back, and took his base. Kelley tried to rip t!Je cover off it at one blow. Higgins hud a crutch under his arm when he stood up to the plate. He merely succeeded in tearing a huge chunk out of the air Instead. That Uid not stop him from soaking the ball close to the fence: Twice more did Muldoon serve Michael the same trick, and wheu He got a base on that, and then Waggles stepped up. the famous backstop was struck out there was weeping and waiting stepped down again, with the aid of a. cane, and M.iffies fanned in Boston. the air three times and then went to warm the bench. "Begob, now I can die happy," remarked Muldoon. "I've struck 'fhe next m!m made a hit, and Moggies tried to limp home and got Kelly out." put out. The Boston team won the game from the Muldoons, but that was No runs_ for the Guzzlers. nothing. Muldoon had t!truck out Kelly, and that was everything. However, all the games were not with professional teams, and oc-casionally Muldoon had a. soft Sometimes it was not so soft as be thought it was going to be. One day he received a challenge that he considered a dandy. It was written on a postal card, and signed by Billy Moggies of the --Germantown Guzzlers. The G. G.'s wanted to play the Mu\doons a game for blood. "The Guzzlers, is it!" remarked .Muldoon. "Troth I'll walk clean away wld them." It looked so when the Muldoons faced their opponents. There did not seem to be a whole man among the lot. The pitcher was one armed, the catcher bad only one good leg, and the others were more or less used up. Some of the fielders liad crutches, one of the basemen bad his arm ln a sling, an:l the shortstop wore big goggles to see with. Then the Muldoons went In for their lick. Budweiser whacked the first ball sent in by one-armed pitcher, a.ad started out for the tour of the bases. The ball fell into the paws or the right fielder on crutches. Duggan then got bis base on balls, and Stein made a. hit tJ'ui,t got him a bag. Dan Jones thought that be had got onto the cripple pitcher's erratic curves, and sent the ball sky-rocketting over center. The fielder limped after it and gathered it in, much to Dan's surprise. Then Muldoon stepped up to the plate. He wa! in for nothing Jess than a home run. The one armed J!itcher sent in 1' hot lini:r that Mulcllioa couldn't hit. "One strike." Another one came his '!ay, but be could not hit that either. "Two strikes." Guess I'll Lake out my arm," said the pitcher, unbuttoning hli shirt.

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10 MULDOON'S BASE BALL OLUB IN PHILADELPHIA. Hie left nrm came out from Its hiding pince, and then the fellows began to tumble. He was not one armed at oil. The third ball divided the plate lo two like lightning. Muldoon got left when he tried to hit it. No rune for t he :Muldoons. Then the Guzzlers went at it again. They changed ihelr style of playing somewhat. Crutches were throw a away, patches were taken off, legs and arma were unlimbered, and a dandy lot of playera appeared. They knocked tbe cover off the ball every time they hit it. They ran like the wind nnd were corkers for stealing bases. They piled up six runs to start with before a man got out. Tben they got In three more before the third fellow was retired. The Muldoons then faced the music. were not in It from the start. They p!nyed their prettleit, but It wouldn't work. They tried 'to get bite nnd they made no errors, but it wns of no avail. They found themselves In a very large sized tureen, and could not swim out. They held the Guzzlers down, but they could not get there them selves. It was eleven t-o six at the end of the game _and the Muldoons were at the little end. "I:ve been med the victhim av misplaced confidence," said Mul doon. "'Ph were In blazes did yez get sgch a nine, nnnyhow?" Then the boys wiped off their false mustaches nnd restored themselves to their proper appearance. No wonder the Muldoons got licked. That nine was an all star combination. Tim Keefe, Buck Ewing, Johnny Ward, Dan Brouthers and Charlie Comiskey were only a few or the good pln7ers on tbnt nine. "Well, I'm blowed," said Muldoon. Do yez think I could b )at a team like that! Fortv mascots wouldn't do it, be heavens." Mulc\oon resolved to find out all about the opposing team the next time he accepted a challenge. "Yez bnve med a sucker nv me this toime," he enld, "but I'll be the watch for yez nftber this." "Faix ye always get bit, Muldoon,'' said McGinness. "Yls, but some day I'll take a bite myself. Come on home, Y e gawks." T:ie next day Muldoon played with a college ninti and walked away with the game in fine style. After that be played with six or eight different clnbs and got more than half the games, S.:> that be began to reel bis oats. "I have not such a bad team nfther nil," be observed, "nnd me record Is still good. Sure, there !lre no fiiee on us." "I venr raosqulto netting shirts and dey don't got at me,'' enid Stein. "I'll sell you ba1lur a dosen for a do1lnr." ;, Yle, ye won't," said Muldoon. "I wouldn't wenr wan av thim nv yez ped me for It. Niver mind, Ikey, ye're not bad at second, nv yez does squint." Roger bnd not played very many rackets on his pop during this part of tbe trip and it mny have been that the atmosphere of Phila delphia was not conducive to levity, but if you will read on you will bear of some honey-coolers in that line. CHAPTER VI. IN spite or Muldoon's drawing the line nt this nnd that sort or bnll players, he was still liable to be taken in at any time. The next cbalienge he got seemed straight enough, nnd be accepted It. When be reached the ball grounds, however, be found that the fel lows on the other nine were all Italians. "Piny wid macaroni jugglers?" said Muldoon indignantly. "Niver!" "Italians more better dan coma beef11, and cnbbagA re torted the captain. "Go an, ye ion av a ':>andlt,'' said M11ldoon, "I'll not play wld yez." "Irlshaman no gooda, get afrald,'no can playa ball lit' bit; biga 1tulr." "Don't arouse me animosity, ye brother av a band organ," said Muldoon, "for l wou"t answer for the cousequincea." "Irlahaman look likea monk, takea de cup, catchn de cent, puta on reda coat, tlea up de tail alla same monk. Doll'ta talka to me, nlla same blgn iponk." "Phwat'e that ye're saying, ye banana peddler! I luck like a monkey, do IT Be heavens, that's an Insult I'll not atand." "Den elta down. You n biga stufl, alln anmea like rotten bnnnn', no ,e;ooda, me trown inn "So I'm like a rotten banana, nm I? Be heavens, thin yez want to be careful how yez shtep an me, or yez mny get tbripped up, ye ditthy thrump." "Muldoona nlla gaen-bag, stick n pin In, be bueta up, no gooda, more better go back to lrelanda, diga de potnt', cnrrya de hod, disa country too gooda." Muldoon was getting madder and madder. The Iden of a common Italian peanut-seller nod organ-grinder talk ing to hi!D like that was not to be endured. "Go no, ye jabbering idjot," he muttered. "Sure ye're not good enough to carry the hod, begob. Phwat ought to be done wid ye is to pit a pick iu yer dirtily bands and set yez to dig nn the railroad wid an Irishman for yer boss, begorry. He'd make yez worruk, ye ignor'nt foreigner." "Goa back ton Ireland, Irisba loarl Ne goodn fora dis country "Begob, it'a Irisbmin like me phwat make the countbry p!Jwat it is.'' "Yesa, data so-no gooda. Diea country non good now, want& Itnlinno come here, driven out Irlsba !oar, den be gooda fora some t'iug!' "Wud yez bark to the robber! Fetch !n more ltnlinne and thin the countbry will be good for something! Begorry, I'd rather have the Clnnaysera, av I've got to have tblm or the 1-tnlinns.'' The other ltalinna now bnd eomethlng to any upon the subject. They nil denounced Muldoon in choice terms. "Geta out, fianneln-moutha Mickn, no gooda." "Taken de mossn froma you toothn, Irishn loaf." Mnkea pleat' talk; no cnn do nothing, biga skin.'' "Corna beef, cornn beer, no gooda." "You no piny bnlln; :11ou loosen de game.'' "Alla big atuffn, plent' wind, alla same pen' balloon." Flrea 011t, no wantn, no goodnnuff for Itnliannman." "We wipea de groun' wlthn you, you playn ball." Muldoon could not catch all tbnt was said, but be caught enough to make him very mnd. "Yez will wipe up the ground wld us, will yez! Faix, ye will not. No Philadelyhy Itnllnn can win a game frem us.'' Youn 1cnre to play. You frnida you geta licked.'' "Ye Ile, ye chestnut vendher! I have yet to see the mnn I'm n-ecnre
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MULDOON'S BASE BALL CLU"B IN P HILADELPHIA. 11 "Thank heaven we've kep' the Italians ont av thim," re tarted Muldoon. "The dirthy divils have dbruv the Iri s h and Yankee bye s out av the bootblackin' au' newspaper busmess, but begorry, they vote agin ug yet an' be I hope they never will.'' "Faix, av we let thim in, we may.as well admit iverybody," said Finnegan, "an' be me sow! the counthry will be ruined wid the fore i gn population "I dod't do whad you call it dow," said Jones. "l'he ad Abericad byself, but Illever held ad office. They all go to the Irish ad Get t.ads ;.d Sheedeyes, I thigk." W1il yez listen to the Arnacist!" cried Rafferty. "It's min like him what upsets the govermint Why shud Americans hould otfis whln we'll do it tor thim so much betther?'' "I dod't do as I wadt ad office," retorted Dan. I ab sobe what particular about the bed I associade with, dod't you dow, ad I ::oulded get alog with \he kide that wadts all the plac e s.'' "Go on, ye aquil rights robber," said Mul
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MULDOON'S BASE BALL CLUB IlJ PHILADELPHIA. Drop a de balla!" "Ha-ha, blgga stuff!" "Watcha de passa ball." "Muffa de balla." Maccaron i non e ven il balen." Non pin giunge m1Serno1'dia!" San Francisco, Napoli, corpo di Bacco spit!" Oh, there was the ch. olcest Italian fly ing around just then. You couldn't rat tle :Muldoon; how ever. Spaghetti saw that that ball would be laid on the sheU if he did not do something. He yelled with nil bis might and hack ed away as though expecting the ball was going to fall'on hioi. Joe Brady saw the scheme and ran in to cover home. Just as the ball was dropping Into Muldoon's paws, Spaghetti backed into him. Joe caught the ball with one band and swiped th e brigand with t h e other. Dat am out!" said t h e umpire, coming up to join in the fuss. .Muldool!. liad been sent spinning, but be now jumped up with blood in his optic. Joe's crack at the Italian had sent the latter dying toward Muldoon. Tl;le s o l l d m a n gave ..him another one for good luck. That sent h I m reeling toward the umpjre. Everybody tr.lked at once, and as loud as possible. Spaghetti was all brokeQ into bits. Donizitti was barred otlt in one round. Garibaldi was sent into exile in two shakes. Campanini was put off the key in a jiffy. Nicolini was sent to grass in more time than it takes to say so. Ireland, assisted by Germany, Jeru salem, Yankee land and Africa, won the day. "Piny ball!" cried the umpire, suavely. Ttle Italians kick ed, and wanted the game declared a draw. '.I.' h a t Pullman porter calmly drew a large sized razor, and placidly re marked: "I said play ball an' when I says lJlay ball I means play ball, an' don' yo' fo'git it. If yonse Italians don' go inter de tie!, I tine yo' all a hunt.Ired d o 11 a h s apiece." The Italians took ttle field at once. They usually want the earth, bot this time t h e y merely took the field. .., Muldoon was the first at the bat, and he seat one of Don izetti's curves sky rocketing over cen ter field. Three or four h a n d i t ti gave They all cao:.e together just under the ball. Well, you know wbnt that means. When they disen tangled themselves Muldoon had made the round of the bases. The colored pop ulation was equal to the emergency. Muldoon was JUSt in time to see the old codger swept away by the tide. Be heavens, I loaded the wrong sewer,..-laughed Muldoon. "Just me luck." Thh Italian heard the racket, saw the old party struggling or life, and then noticed where he stood. Then McGinness exhibited his shape at, the plate, and stood waiting till Spaghetti w a s served up without sauce that time. The other dusty sons or Italy began to grow excited. Up rushed Nico)lni, Garibaldi, Donizetti, Snlvini, Campani.ni, Ros sini, and all the gang. The. Muldoons' men were ready for them. Finnegan, Duggan, Budweiser, Stein and Jones came swarming up to the plate. 'l'here was' a. free fight going on there in two seconds. Italian, Irish, 1 Dutch, Hebrew and United States languages were flying around loose. he got his eye on the ball. When bti got it there he split his bat and sent the leathar ja3t over the pitcher's head. He was good for a base anyhow, and he soon afterwards wnlked on bis atom ach ten or fifteen feet and collared second. The great Finnegan struck out, and Dan Jones smashed a ball straight out knocked one of Signor Donizetti s earrings off :.ind gave Garibaldi at second a pain in the neck. Little Willie got home, but Dan, in trying to capture three bases, got nipped himself, and Hannigan flied out to Campanini.

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MULDOON'S BASE BALL CLl:IB IN PHILADELPHIA. 13 The Muldoons were two runs ahead. It stayed tt.at way till the eighth inning, when the 'fuscans got one run. Tbey shut the New Yorkers out in their half, and tbeu they went in to win. r They won a blank, and that was all. Hurroo! we've bet thlm!" cried Muldoon. "The Irish will down tbe Italians_ivery tlme,tbe heavens." The Italians did not like this sort of ending to to the game. "Umpire no gooda," declared the captain, "givea game to Irisha man, biga skin "Killa de umpire, geta hunk," r,ried one son of a ban{iorgan. from the very best clubs in the League, Brotherhood, .Association, Atlantic, and every other set," rern11rked Mui
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MULDOON'S BASE BALL CLUB IN PHILADELPHIA.. Mulaoon was awakened by a band organ playing under bis window. It was grinding out "Down went McGinty." The tune had just reached Philadelphia, although it was very dead in New York However, Philadelphia is not a sudden town, and it takes anything a Jong Lime to catch on in that sleepy villag e Wheu a fashion is worn out everywhere else it goes to Philadelphia to get rested. Muldoon turned uneasily in bed, uttered several ninety-in-the-shade remarks, tried to go asleep and then gave it up. 'fbat everlasting organ kept turning out .the same old tu11e, like 'the whistling coon you have heard of. "Pbwat's that n'ise?" asked Mrs. Muldoon. "Shut up!" cried Muldoon, who was now looking out or the window. His wife thought the remark was addreased to h er. "I will not shut up!" she retorted with considerable asperity. ''I axd yez phwat that n'ise was." "Go an out av that, I tell yez, or I'll call the polis!" "Phwat'll ye call the polis for, ye Irish Turk!" cried the indignant Mrs. M. "Go an, I tell yez, or I'll chuck the wather pitcher over yez." The grinder went right on playing the tmrne thing over and ov&r. By this time Mrs. Muldoon was pretty w eir awake She took in the situation at a glance. "Terry!" she screamed. Muldoon paid not the slightest attention. was objurgating the organ-grinder for all he was worth. Terry, come In out av that!" yelled his "Troth, I think it's wae av thim Italians tlmt we bet the other day, and this 1s bis revinge." :Mul::loon right in one particular. The grinder was indeed an Italian of the most pronounce:! type. He knew no more or base ball, however, than a pig knows of as tronomy. Roger had hired him to stand under the window and play as long as the coppers would allow him. It was too early for the police to be out, however, for the Phila delphia slaveys bad not yet began to scrub their everlasting white marble front steps. "Get out or l'll dhrown yez," cried Muldoon. "Ttirry!" shrieked his wife, louder than before. M'liltloon did not hear her awe.et voice. Then she threw the at him. That caused him to turn around and ask: "Phwat means the bombardmint, me Irish fruah?" "Do yez know phwat an exhibition yez are making av yerailf? Get out av that windy!" "Get out av it? _Down t'ree stories, Indeed .. I'll not. There is no tire escape." "Come away from it, ye ould gawk!" "Do yez know phwat's outside, me !eddy buuud!" The street, I suppose." Yis, and a baste av an organ-grinder phwat's been pinyin' wan chune for the last tin minyotes." "Terry!" "Well!" "Shut the windy and lave him there. Thin he'll stop." Muldoon looked out and chuckled. He had caught on to one Philadelphia and determined to make use thereof. It was the habit or having their waste water pipes discharge their contents above ground. The grinder was standing c l ose to one of these vents with his back to It. He stood that way so that he need not see Muldoon without break. his neck. Muldoon went to the bathroom ancl filled the tub. Then he returned to the window and looked out. The Italian was still torturing the neighborhood to the tune of "Down Went McGinty." I'll give yez such a washing that yez haven't seen in weeks, be heavensl" he re.mn1kPil. Then be hurrie d back t o the bathroom and yanked 'ouL the plug. Then he ski11ped hack to the window to 01Jst1rve the result of his scheme. It did not turn out exactly as he had anticipated. The Italian was grinding away for dear life. He was dry as a chi.p, moreover. Not so an old gentleman a few yards further down. '!'he latter h ad stoope1 to piok up a pin. that aome !nreless Phila delphian had dropped, after a dob11uch on ginger ale. "See a pin and pick It up, All the day you're in the soup." That rhyllles belt.er tlurn the old version and has more sense. The old gent was right in line with one of those vomiting water pipes. It was one which connected with Muldoon's bath tub. Swasla! The old party was caught by the Jlood tide. .Jt knocked him endwise and carried him clear Into the street. So much for stopping to pick up a pin. You can buy four or five hu11drecl for six cents--Jlve cents in New York-and yet he stopped to pick up one. That's the way with some peopl1>. Muldoon was just in time to see the old codger swept away by the 'ide. "Be heavens, I loaded the wrong sewer," laughed Multloon. "Just me luck." The Italian heard the racket, saw the old party strugg!i!lg for life, and then noticed where be stood. He instantly shifted his position. Go an, ye robber," cried Muldoon, shaking his list, "or I'll turD on the entoire wather-works av the hotil and Jlood yez." A servant girl at a house opposite ha
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MULDOON'S BASE BALL CLUB IN PHII;ADELPHIA. 15 Muldoon was disgusted. He was also obstinate. "I'll not ate it!" he growled. "Here, Roger, give me a peice av that folne steak I see ye atin!" "Can't do it, pop," said the young rascal, pulling away his plate. "It's against the rules Phw a t rules!" "Wannamaker's." "Pllwat's that putty raced Pennsylfanla Dutchman got to say about demanded Muldoon, with considerable activity In his tones. "Why, he regulates all the social. customs in Philadelphia, he and G. w : childs." Begorry, thin, I'm glad I'm a dimmycrat, and It's toime the counthry had a change "Cakes, sir!" said the solemn waiter to Roger. "Yes; and another cup or coffee." "One cop is all .we allow," said that waiter with something like a smile hovering around bis saturnine features. 11 Ia that wan av the Sathurday rules!" asked Muldoon. "Yee, sir.' "Well, we'll call for a 11Uspenslon or them," laughed Roger. "That"s always In order." "Take away that dom stuff," said Muldoon, swallowing a spoonful of the gelatinous cQmpoond \tefore him and neari y choking. You woiild not have had anything else 1f you had not eaten some or it, pop," chuckled Roger, as the w a iter disappeared Yis, and now I hav e no appeti t e for anything else. Sure, nobody but a Scotchm a n could or would ate such a mess. I don't wondher they're sucb a pig beaded lot." That wasn't the laet of Muldoon's troubles that clay. There was a long line of them lying in wait for him. He got through his breakfast s o mehow, the gluey mush be h11d tnken making him sick, and then be started out to take in the sights. It was necessary to look at them through a glass. however. That is to say, a glass or 11omet)Jing consoling. Mldoon repaired to the departm ent where such things were dis p e nsed, and ordered the caudal nppendage or a hen's husband. when the cocktail was placed before him be looked admiringly at it, biifore proceeding to absorb it. Just then McGinpess came in on one side and Budweiser on tbe other. "Hey, Muldoon, look h ere once," said the Dutchman. Muldoon turned to see what bis first baseman wanted. McGinness immediately put the beverage under bis overhanging -mustache. When Muldoon turned around again the empty glass stood beside him, and McGinness was flirting with the dish or crackers at the other end or the mahogany. Begorry, that's cool," said the ex-alderman and solid man. "Ya, dot didn t been out mit der sun yet," said Peter "Here, give me another av tbim aecoctions, and pnt it down to McGinness." "He was put it down chuckled Budweisar. The second beverage was placed on the counter, a:id just then short stop Jones c a me in and touched Muldoon on the arm. "l say Buldood did you see who.d's id the p_gper this bordig?" esked D a n Muldoon turne<'I to see the article, and Budweiser swiped the liquid refreshment. I cad't seeb t o fide it," said Dan, turning the \JO.pe r inside out. Then Muldoon t h ought or his medicine. He turned to tlnd it gone anti Budweiser talking eamestly to Joe Brady. ",l can't find it mesilf," he muttered. "He re give me another wan, pit a hurglar alarrum attnchmint an it, and charge It to Bud weiser." Muldoon was not going to be cau ght a third time on the same snap. He waited till the third dismfectant was placed before him, and took it in bis hand. Then be put bis back to the counter, and held the beaker mouth high. "Av anny other sucke besides mesur gets this, he dMarves it, be heavens be observed. 110h, mem g o otness, Muldoon, look aur dis once," cri e d Ikey Stein, rushing up to him with a newspaper in his band. Muldoon turned to look at a piece or base ball gossip marked with blue lead pencil. "The Muldoons are not carrying everything b efore them as the: ezpected, and will soon be in the mud unless they learn to play ball." That's what the notice In the paper said "It's a lie, be heavens, and I'd like to lick the sucker phwal wrote it he remarked. Then be turned his attention to the glass hi his band. It wae empty, and a straw was lying across the rim thereof. Dan Jones was the nearest man 1in sight, but he appeared to be very much interested in bis paper. Oh, I've fond it, Buldood," be suddenly exclalmen "Begorry, ye wor the sucker that ran a straw in an me, wor ye!" vociferated Muldoon. "Walther, charge that one to Jones and give me wan for mesur." When the poison was prepared, Muldoon took it Ir. Lis .. llst. "Let me chow you someding, Muldoon." "Hallo, Muldoon! eee here a minute." Dod't dridk that, Buldood, there's a fly id it." "Hould on, Mui, 1 want to tell yez a saycret." "Luck out, Terry, it's loaded, so it is." Go an, y e schemers," said the famous captain. "I'll db rink this wan in spite av yez. Then he raised the glass to bis lips \\nd got a way with the contents. Racbed it at Inst,'' he muttered, wit.II great satisfaction ns he lnid a dollar bill on the count er. Tho gentlem an in the wbit. e ja_jl.ket gathered it in. "Well?" said Muldoon, after a p ause "Did you like it?" asked the juggler 1>n the other side. "I did." "Oh, we know bow to do things h e re you bet your life. : "All except one," affirmed Muldoon. "What's that?" 11 Yez have not acquired the art av making change What's that?" "I gnve yez a dollar "So you did." "Well, where'e the balance ? "The balance of what ? 11 Av me dollar av coors.e." "Do you mean the change!" "Certainly." How much change do you want out or a dollar when you pay for fo11r cocktails at a quarter a go, hey?" "I'm only po.yin' for wan. The other gint111min pay for the rest." "What other gentlemen?'' The ques t ion was a pertinent one. Muldoon looked around in search or his friends. Not one or the baseball boys to be seen. They bad all faded away like buttercups before the lawn mower "Begorry, it's a skin," remarked Muldoon. "Thim s uckers had a right to pay ror the eh tu ff they dhrank, and not be lavin' it t.:i me. "I don't know nothlr.g about that. You'll have to settle with them. You had the money, 'and they skipped! I've gotter look ou. t for my. self old man.'' Muldoon did not like this sort of bu s iness He di d not so much mind ha; ing to pa y for rouod, hut he did decid edly object to being called an old man. "Go an, ye young w.hiffet," he retorted. "I may b11 ould, but I've l'arned wisdom wid me increase av years but ye'll he as ignorint as Julius Cayser's cat av yez live to beat Methuse lah's be heavens.'' Then the angry men sailed ont his hat on the back of hie head and his striped shirt front palpitating with just and rigt.teous lndignn ti on. Just here we will ment ion, howe ver that the worthy man's troublPs for the day were not over by a large majority.

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16 MULDOON'S BASE BALL CLUB IN PHILADELPHIA. CHAPTER IX When Muldoon left the notices he found a cub staud;ng in front of the
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MULDOON'S BASE BALL CLUB IN PHILADELPHIA. 1 'T "This' way, gentlemen. We have here a very curious case," said the voice of the doctor. "Visitors, I presume," th:>ngbt Muldoon. "I suppose I'm to be stared at like the woild man av Borneo in the museums." The visitors paused in front of the door. Muldoon sat down at the back or bis parlor and putl'ed away at his cigar bua. "Luck at the gorilla," sai'J the voice of Mulcahey. "I didn't hear yez say this wor a menageria." "Looks like Buldood, odly he is tell tibes as h'Jbely," said Dan Jones. "Phwat's be 'in for, annyhow? Murde1 ?"asked .McGinness. "He Jocks dangerous, so h;i do. "Natuv av PhiladE>lpby?" inquired Rafferty. ''He looks lolke it. No stoyle at all about him.'' This was too much for Muldoon. "Bil heavens, that's wan thing I won't stand," he growled, rushing to the wicket. "I may be a Mick and a crank ancl all that, and per haps i am, bot I'll assassinate the mun that I Juck loike a Phlladelphian." "Stand back, gentlemen," said the doctor in a tone of warning. "He Is very dungerous just now." "Luck here, byes!" cried Muldoon. "I'm an to ye. It's a job, av coorse, and a good wan, but it's gon' far enough aud I want to be let out." "Pbwat's he talking about?" said McGitiness. "Sure we don't know him at all,'' added Mulcahey. "Wbo is he at nil?" asked Rafferty. "Yez know who I am well enough, ye suckers. I'm Terrence hl.uldoon, and I'll lire the whole av yez off me nine av yez don t let up." A bowl of derision greeted this announcement. They boys were incredulous. "Thai gorilla ill there, Muldoon? Get out!" "Faix Muldoon isn't such a homely looking tarrier as that chump.'' "Thad wod't do, P-etey. We all dow Baldood, ad you cad't bode a caddie to hib." "Come avay once, fellus. Der man was so grazy like a loona tickle. Dot feller Muldoon? Ach, chlmlnies!" "Get out, ye bald beaded liar, or I'll smas!1 th& puss av ye. Mul-doon niver had the luck av a murdherer that yez have." Th11 whole gang repudiated him. They wouh!n't ollow for minute that he was Muldoon. "Be thinks he is Muldoon," said the doctor, "and that Chicago is the finest city in the world." "Oh!" "Crazy!" "Sure case!" Lock him up "He'll never get over It." "I wouldn't go near him for the world!" Tbe whole gang had something to say about It. "Ye're a loiar!" said Muldoou. "I niver said that av Chicago. Come, hyes, give us a rest an this, an cl let me out." The ga\)g all turned their backs on him. "Poor man." le there no help!" "Who would have thought it?" "And looks like Muldoon, too.'" They all went awav,' muttering expressions of pity and once more Muldoon was left alone He remained so for an hour and then footsteps once more ap,proached. Young Roger Mul. think av the Clays av yer youth, be heavens, when ye felt LI e weight av a shlipper an some part besides yer fut, me young gln tlemim." You make me tired, pop," laughed Roger. "Suppose I bad lefli you ia there, ns you say the boys di1i!" "As I say they did ? repeated Myldoon in a rnge. Sure they did do it, just as I'm t_ellin' yez Well, I didn't see them, and you can't prove it by me. They may have done it. "So they did and I'll sind them all home to-morry." "No, I wouldn't do that, pop, but I'd try and get even." Play a thrick an thim, yez mean!" "Yes." II I'll dO it." That meant more trouble for Muldoon. CHAPTER X. I INTIMATED just now that Muldoon's trials and trfaolatioos for that eventful day were not yet over. They were not, for a fact. There were plenty more on the programme, The great ball player arrived at the hotel in time for lunch, which be dispatched with considerable zest., After this he concluded to spend the rest or the day in quiet nnd go somewhere in ti1e evening. People frequently make up their minds to do one thing and then do son.el bing else. T-heir intentions may be good enough, but Circumstances knock tbem ont. It was thus w:ith MuldGon. He was sitting In the reading-ropm of the hotel inviting sleep by reading the Philadelphia newspopers, when somebody came up, tore the p,aper from his band, knocked off his bat, and said: "You've got to fight me. SeP.?" "I don't know ye, sor," said Muld<>on, picking .up his hat. "Tbougb. I can guess yer Ye're a sucker."

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18 MULDOON'S BASE BALL CLUB lN l'HILADELPHIA. "Excuse me, pard, 1 took you !or another fell er," said tlle mun. orry I disturbed yer." Then he went away, and Muldoon resumed the or the obitu ary odes in tle paper. ",Little Willie's gone away. We miss him all the day, He neYer more will.play, He's gone away." "Well, av the mou that wrote that wor 11iver in the lunatic asylum he'd ought to be," exclaimed Muldoon. "Wondher how much a Lon they have to pay for that His toes were suddenly trodden on with great violence, his hat was pounded down over his nose and he received a punch in the rib8. "'l'alk about me like that, will you?" somebody l!Xclaimed. "You orter get slugged." Muldoon came out from under his hat, rescued his toes from im prisocment and looked up. His former assailant stood before him. "Excuse me, you ain't the feller at all," he saiu. "Sorry to trouble you." He went away ngain and Muldoon slifted his seat. "It's no satisfaction to me to be taken ror sornel.Jocly else and thin be Insulted," muttered he. "I hope tlle ould duffer won't inake auny more mistakes like that." Once more he settled down to an hour's quiat. He was deep In the market reports and begun to reel dro..way when once more he Willi aroused. 'fbe p aper was torn ln two, he got a crack" in the nose and his hat was sent ftyiog through an open window. "You wi!l tell them llas about me, will you?" cried an angry voice. I'll learn you, I will.'' Muldoon sprang to hie feet with blood in his eyes. }je heavens, this is too much!" he ejaculated. "Beg yer pardon, mister," said the sameJ man who had pounced upon Muldoon twice before. "I made a mistake. 'l'llought you was some one else. Don't let me interrupt yer." "I should say he did make a mistake, growled ?tfuldoon. "Phy In tundher don't the gawk make sure av bis mon forst." He bad to go outside to get bis hat, which bad Callen on the walk. There were empty cl!airs on the piazza and these he now pre empted, sitting lo one, tipplld back nod pulling bis feet on the other. Re shoved his hat forward, fqlded his arms across bis chest and composed himself for a 11np. Drowsiness was just stealing over him when le was once more rudely llisturbed. His chair was kicked from under him, nod he was sprawled out upon the stones in the most uudignilled mnnner. "There, you white cuss, that's fer say in' what ain't so, gol-d urn yer." llluldoon looked up. The avenger or a slandered name once more stood before him. In the name av common sinsP, mon, pbwat ails ye!" he cried. Are yez blind or won't yez see?" I ax yer pnrdon, gent," snid the man. "A little mistake of mine. Took yer for another man. 'Pears to me I've seen yer before, though." l should say yez hnd. How lo blazes did yez come to make t!Je same mistake so often, afther seeing me!" Sorry to disturb yer, ax yer pardon, I'm sore." That was nil he said, and he skipped out. "The dom chump!" sputtered Muldoon. "I wondher av he's med the same miata e wld aonybody else?" This time he repaired to the cara, took a sent nt a table, a le111C1nade In disguise, picked up a paper, lighted a cigar, and settled down to a period or enjoyment. It did not last long. He wna struggling with Ote news from Europe, when hie cigar wns yanked out' of hie mouth, hie lemonade upiet In hie lap, hie hat sent &pinning, and a stunning crack delivered on hie Thia time be jumped up and eel7.ed his aa8ailant. "Oh, it's you again, Is ltr be muttered, as he gave the fellow a crack In too eye. Oh, excuse me. I thort ye wor somebody else.'" A atop across the jaw followed this little bit or playfulness. "Oh, I ax yer pardon. I didn't know it wor ye." Theo he banged tho stranger's hat down over his head as far as his chin. "Excuse me little mistake, me friend. I hope l ve not disturbed yez very mnch." The angry !Jail player then knocked the maker of mistake s under t h o tabll", and piled two or three chairs on his legs. "Don't mind me, my fr incl. I sometimes mnke these little mis takes, liut I wudn't annoy yez for the wurrnld." Then Muldoon straigl!L e ned himself up, recovered his bat ond saun tered out. "I don't think me energetic all() somewhat absint-mioded !rind will mistake Terry Muldoon for his traducer a fl her this," he re marked. I Theo he sat z to go the clerk, and thin be very sure it's him before ye I go to slugging him.'' "Haven'1; I seen yer be!orer' asked the man with a grievance. "' Ye have, and ye've felt me before, too, and ye 'Jl feel me again av yez don't be careful." "That's all right, pard. I don't take offense if n man-makes a mis-take. Didn't you bust my hat over my lace jnst rlow!" "I did," said Muldoon, defiantly. He was prepared to do it over again, ii necessary. "But 'pears to me yoa said it was a mistake!" "I believe I did.'' "And didn't yer 1>asto me in tho eye just now?" 11 Ye're right I did.'' 11 I thought so, but yer said it were ll mistake.'' r 11 It wor-that I didn't paste yez in both yer eyes," Muldoon added. 11 And I believe yer knocked me under a tal.Jle nud piled chairs on my "Yer remimbrnoce av that occurrence is remarkal.Jly clear," re turnect Muldoon, with a bland smile. He wad beginning to get more fun out of this thing thno he hall thought there was in it. "But, if I remember right, you said it waa a misunderstanding on your part." "Yis, to be sure," said Muldoon. 11 I ought to have sint for the hearse," he added. "Well, thnt's nil right. I'm allus willin' ter take an apology. I'm lookin' for a darned cuss named Bill Topknot what's be1>n lyin' about me, and when I llnd him I'm going to paste--" 11 Yis, I presume so, but cton't go to pasting the wrong man or yez may get )lasted yerself.'' "Well, if a relier makes a mistake he apologize, can't he! I always do." "Well, 1;11 he blowed!" mattered Muldoon. 11 Is the mon an itijot or only cracked!" "Yer haven't seen Billy Topknot, have you!'' the man suddenly asked. "Ye'll find him on the roof. Take thC) illevalor nnd thin walk to the ind av the !)Jock,:' said Muldoon. Then he went otf, not oortng to be longer infticted with such a crank. Looking back as he left the hotel be saw the man who wos for Billy Topknot entermg the elevator to go upon the roof. "Begorry, I'_ve got rid or him," he said, with a sigh, 11 but I wondher how he happened to take me for bis frlnd so many times! Be the way, Dan Jones wid the cold In his head wor thryin' to pit htm onto _me whin I interrupted him. What IJecame of Dao, I woodber! I don't see him."

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MULDOON'S llAS1'J BALL CLUB lN He round Dan Jones sooner than he expected. I le also had the mystery of tha crank's numerous assault s upon him self explained. Leaving the hotel, he ;ir e sently ent ere d a place where they sold cigars in front anti sornell1ing else b ehind. A swinging door separated the two divi s ions. Muldoon was about to call for cigars, whe n h e heard a voice that he knew on th e other side of the &wingingtloor. "I h ost got a good wud od Buldood jusd dow, 'J said Dan Jones A relier cohe idto the readin gr oom of the hot e l ad ased b e if Ide seed Billy Topt tl:e ball rolling. :Muldoon was not going to say anythin::, but let them think he knew nothing about th e ir having put the crank upon him so that he could the better work otI a itnap on them. His foxy designs were frustrated, however. Just then Joe Brady came in, saw him, and said: Ilalio, lllull, got enough of that 11pologizi11g feller? I wouldn't have put him onto y o u if I'd thought he was such a hitter. He begged yel' pardon, anyhow, didn't he, ho, ho?" "Ha. ha, that completes the list," said Muldoon. "Foive toimes did that blacked idjot take me be surproise, but the fifth toime I grabbed him, blacked hiJ eyes, smashed him in the nose, and thrun him under a tahi!l. He would have gone for me again, but I cot onto Dan Jones tbrying to steer him for me and I bursted up the scheme, be heavens." Ho, that s good, blow me i! it isn't. Who put him onto yer other times?" "Ye'll find thim In there," said Muldoon, open the swin ." ing door. There was no back door to the place, and the boys could not get away. As soon as they beard their captain's voice, however, they became very much absor\Jed In varions things. Jones w111 asleep beh. lod a newepaper, Budweiser was washing his hands, Stein was hunting for clams In a plate or chowder, McGinness was playing dominoes all by himself and Rafferty wa11 trying to !Ind the ad dress of some one he did not know in a big, tbree-year-ol<.l directory. That's what li{uldoo11 and Joe Brady fonnd them all engaged In when they entered. "Yez are all cot," said Muldoon. "I hear'd the confiBSlons av ivery wan av yez unbeknownst." Jones suddenly woke up and 111ked: "What did ypu do with hib at lasd, Buldood!" Sint him up on the roof to look tor bis frlnd, and av be folls aff it'll be no fault av mine. I'm an to ye, me byes, so don't thry to J 'lay anny more jokes an me. I'v e had enough in wan day to lasbt 111e a month." There more to come, for all that. CHAPTER XI. N oTlllNG more happened to Muldoon before dinner. Ile did not see his cranky friend again, but he heard an hour or so late: that he bad mistaken a policeman for Billy Topknot and had slugge d him in the ear. The copper had failed to take his apology, but had tak"'l i m inst ead and that )Vas the last of him as far as llluldoon was con c e rned. Roger had hear
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20 MULDOON'S BASE BALL CLUB IN l'HlJ,.H)Ei.PiilA. "Come on. Let's get out," said Muldoon, and Roger went with him. The next place they stopped at was a variety theater. It was not long before they got onto Muldoon here as well' as at the other place. Perhaps Roger gave the man In tbe bClx office a tip. Two girls in short dresses were Ringing duets when the Muldoons took their seats, and after them came two trapeze artists, who gave way to a fellow wit!! a banjo. "Hallo, Muldoon, old sport," he said, looking right at the one, only and original Mui. "How many rune did you make to-day?" That put the boys onto Muldoon again, and they gave him a fine old reception. "They all know you, Mui, you old rascal," said the banjoist, and now I'll sing you a Ong. composed Tor the occasion. Ob, Mr. Muldoon is a dandy ball player, !le the cover cle:.in off the ball; When he runs for a base he always gets there, AnJ he knocks out the pitchers, one antl all. He can chin all day, he knows every rule, He can make the bat! tty, jnst JiKe a balloon, Yon can't talk him down, be kicks like a mule, Ob, a dandy ball player is _Mr. Muldoon." "Come on, Roger," muttered Muldoon. "Such rot as that makes me sick. I wondher how they knew me?" "Everybody knows you, pop," ldnghed Roger, as they went out. They next Mopped into a place where a thrilling drama of New York life was being played. Muldoon sat through half arr act without being recognized, but at last when tbe funny man came on, just in time to save the heroine from tbe clutches or the villain, be was given away. "Saved!" cried the girl. "Yee, you're safe," said the funny man. "Safe on first. l'i! leave it to Muldoon. There be sits." "Come on, Roger," muttered the disgustea back s$cp, first base, pitcher and everything else. "I can't go annywhere wi.:tont being talked to." "We might go tn the Italian opera, governor," answered Roger. "I'll have nothing to do wid the Italians. How do I know that they wudn't be singing something about s :gnor Muklooni, an The elevator boy just right out when Muldoon enter .ed the car. Pbawt's the matter wid yez, sawetl-ofl'!" asked tho hero of Che hour. "Qh not'in, I wuR only smilin' t o meself," said the boy. When Muldoon got out at his floor a chambermaill lie met nearly had a fit and a hall-boy carryiag a pitcher of wat1ir ran away in fright. "Phwat nils iverybody, annyhow?" he askeil. He soon learned the reason of the strange actions or the he had met. When he entered hie own rooms his wife looked up from her book gave a shriek and cried: "Phwat ails ye, Terry? Have yez 't.he fever?" I have not." "Thin phy are yez so broken out?"' "I am not awar' that I a m broken out, me little bunch av sham rock." "Thin go luck at yereilf." .llluldoon did. In the mirror be saw his own handsome phiz peppered all over wit!!. black spots, from his eyes to his chin. "Phwat's that! he gasped, passing his band over bis cheek. It leit a black streak. Begob, I have it!" he exclaimed. The fever?" gasped bis wife. "No, but the explanation." "Phot is it?" "It wor that. chube I into. The game av ball is a skin, meant to catch suckers like mesilf." Pilot ao yez menn?" The blow I gave the thing thrun the du&ht In me face, and that's phwat made ivery wan laugh. I tbot tbe ilevathor bye wud have a. spasm and I frikened the sinse out av wan av the soubrettes an this flure." .. Faix, Jerry, I think yez had betther go to beJ and thin no wan can play army more snaps an ye." "I think I bettber had mesilf, be heavens!'' CHAPTER XII. THE Muldoons bad finished up their list of games in Philadelphia, anrl were now to go west. "It's a thriumpbal mairch we'll have," said Muldoon. We'il con quer Chicago, paralyze Pittsburg, charm Cincinatti, and bulldoze Baltimore, so we wilt" How about St. Louis, pop?" asked Roger. "Ther e won't be any such pince an the map afther we get troo wld it," said Muldoon. won't be able to stand up agalnat Von Der Abe'a kickers, pop," laughed the young fellow.

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MULDOON'S BASE BALL CLUB IN PHILADELPHIA. 21 we will, and av the ould Dootchman don't behave himself, I'll ird?" said Muldoon. "Sure it doesn't matter." Well, let's see where we are," suggested Roger. It was not such a bad idea. "Very likely there a signal stati o n not far away. There are plenty of them in the mountains." "Very well,'' said Muldoon. "You go wan way wid Bills and I'll go the other wid Whiskers." "Somebody had better fire off a cannon," said Roger. "Phwat !or?' asked bis dad. "To let the other know he has found a station "Pb were wud be get it, me young dicky bnrrud?" "Why, there are always canyons in the mountair:;s." "Faith, that's the rockiest joke I ever beard." Well, I was thinking of the Rocky Mountains, pop." "Go an, ye antedeluvian joker. Have yez a pistol wld yez?" "I never carry a pop except you, pop. I might fire you off." "Yea, you will," sneered Muldoon. "Av yez get rid av me, yez might as well give up the thrip." "Terry?" It was Mrs. Muldoon wl.Jo spoke. "Well?" "Don't be standln' here talkin' nonsinse whin anny mlnyute a thrain might come along an' knock us lloin'. Go an and thry and foind somebody." "All right, me daisy darlint." Roger and Bills went forward while Muldoon and Whiskers took the back track. Scarcely a quarter of a mile away Roger came upon a little signal i>ox set on stilts by the side of the track. "Hallo!" Roger. "Hallo you!" called the signal man from his tierch. "We've got a private car back here all alone "So I see." "Something broke loose and we got left." "So I snw." "We're in danger of beii:g run into by some other train." "So I see." "And the other fellows evidentl.Y don't know anything about us." "So I saw." "Something mnst be done." "Sol see." "Or we'll get smashed." "So I saw:" "Ob, cheese it on that see-saw. Can't yon come down?" "Not if I stay up." "Well, then, I'll go up, old see-saw." "Yes, I see." "I say, drop that," cried Roger. "Get something new. Your eternal.see-saw makes m e dizzy." The man invited Roger into bis !>ox: The young fellow considered hlmeel! in one box already, but that did not prevent him from going into another. I can telegraph for an engine to be sent after you, and I can telegraph to approaching trains to look out for you," said the operator. "That'll do." "Which?" "Both." "Ob, I--" Say 'perceive or I ll murder you,'' laughed Roger. An engine might come down and drag you up." "Yes." "Or a train might come along and push you down." "Yes, that'll do." "Which?" "Oh, either or both, I don't care which. .You're worse than the itch with all your plans. Do one thing and do it, that's all I cure about." "Yes, but see--" "Saw!" That there are several ways --" "Well, take one or all, but do som ething." The operator was a sort or crank, and he therefore st1t Roger down as one, ueing ignorant of his own peculiarities. "I see two men down there," be suddenly said. "That's pop and Whiskers." "Well, I can't see bis whiakers. You must have terrible good eyes to see them so far." "Whiskers is his name, old See-saw. Have you got your ticker golngf" He got it going pretty soon and telegraphed in all directions. "Tell 'em that the Muldoon base bal J. club is in the mountains," said Roger. "That will be a good advertisement for us." Base ball club!" exclaimed the operator excitedly. "Yes.'' Why, I'm something on. base ball myself." "All right." Say ; I'll tell you "Tell It." He did. Roger smiled. Here was another snap. "That'll ilo," the young fellow Nmarked, '.'and now I'll go and get pop." And l'lf telegraph to them." "Right you are." Roger then returned to Bills, told him to keep mum about the sig nal box, and then returned to the car. "Hallo, pop! Ob, pop!" he shouted. Muldoon beard hiin, and shouted back: "Pbwat is it?" "It's all right. Com0 l)ack."

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/ 22 MULDOON'S BASE BA LL CLUB IN PHILADELPHIA. Muldoon and Whiskers were on their way back when R.:iger them, aud they soon arrived. "Didn't I ijee something like a shanty sticking above tha threes just !>eyant?" asked the solid man. Roger had to confess that such was the case. His sn&p was not spoiled by this, howe\er. "'rhat's a signal station, pop," he explained, "and I have had the operator telegraph our condit1o!l." "Oh, yez have?" "Yes." Then that's nil right." Yes, but--" "But what, ye mysterious young vilynn?" "Do yon suppose it will frighten the women?" that?" What I'm going to tell you." "How do I know till I hear it?" Well, there are robbers about." Where are they?" "In the mountains." Who tould yez?" "The operator." "Is hft in wid tbim?" "With wbom?.'1 The rob'>ers." "Of course not." "Well, that's runny." "How so?" "Sure, I thot nil railroad min wor robbers more or less." "Well, he la not. He says that a gang of robbers infest \bis region and that although they have not done anything lately they are apt to appear at any moment. "That's a llne prospect." Ain't it?" "No, it's not!" cried Muldoon Indignantly. Then it. isn't." "We may all be murdbered and robbed." "Yes, that's so." "Or med s:aves av. Imagine me servin' an apprinticeship to a band av robbers." Sounds like a romance, pop. 'Muldoon among the Robbers; or, the Solid Man washing dishes for the tramps.' How's that, pop? I'll give Tom Teaser a pointer on that." "Faix, ye will not, and I'll murdher the young falsifier for bethray in' conlldences like he have." "Well, that doesn't niter the fact about the robbers, pop. We may s ee them at any moment.'' "We must defind ourselves.'' "So.we must." "Close up all the doors and wlndys, get all tho min together and fight thim.ll "Fight who, pop?" The robbers.'' "Ob, I thought you meant John and Bills and Whiskers.'' "No, sor; av coorse not." "That only make.J five of us, pop.' "Won't the operator light wid us?" asked Muldoon. "He "Faix, he must. There's no might about it. He's got to, 'Je heavens." "We'll, we'd better go and llllk him, but perhaps--" Just then there came a terrible Creek, crack, crack, crack! "Wow-wow-wow-00-00!" Bang-bangcrack-crackzipl" Pistol shots, cannons, shouts, blood-curdling yells and shrieks. All thel!B mixed up together !n the worst kind of hash. Lawd have marsy on us! Dere nm de robbabs!" "Sapristl, ze robbalre bafe come. Sacre bleu tonnerrel" "Fly for your lives, the cutthroats are upon us!" It was even so. The gang had come. It was too late. Muldoon was paralyzed. Roger?" he gasped. Yee, pop.'' "Have yez a gun?" "No.', Nor a pistol!.:.! "No." ".A'.nd mine is in the cnir." Come on, pop, we may frighten them off."' Mrs. Muhloou bad gone in. Whiskers had disappeared and Muldoon and Roger bad been walking down tlie track. They now hurried back to the cnr. They were too late. There were at once surrounded by a gang of men in red shirts, big boots. sloncbed hats, and full beards. They all bad regular arsenals stuck in their belts, and looked as if they had just stepped out of the pages of a dime novel, or !rom the scenes of a border drama. Seize the oil! gorilla and baug him!" "Shoot him full of holes and him tell wherll his money is!" Skin him and make porous plasters o[ bis hide!" / "Make him shell out, anyhow, the old Turk!" 1 Hang bim and chuck bis body to the buzzards, like we done the rest of the gang!" The robbers had now seized Muldoon, although they let Roger alone at a wink from one of their number. Gintlemen,'' said Muldoon, as they were dragging him along ''perhaps yez don't know who I nm?" "We don t care, old sluggers." "I am a base ball player." "Ha! ha!" The robber paused in evident terror. Then one of them said in faltering accents: "Are you an umpire?" "Truth compels me to say I am not." Ha! then we are not afraid of you.'' "But,neitht>r am I afraid av 11ni1y um1iire livm'. I terrorize the hull av thim.'" That won't go down with us!" roared the captain. "No!" howled the gang. "Put bim through,'' said the captain. The robbers now went into the car, taking Muldoon witil them. They adjourued to the dining-room, where a fine spread had been laid out. Mrs. Muldoon was not present, but Roger was. Whiskers was also there, dressed in his best. "It's always our custom to give our victims a tine feeil before we fill them with lead, Muldoon," said the captain "Sit down, :allows.'' They sat. The bandit king took the beacl of the table and Muldoon was put at the foot. The other fellows sat anywhere. Then the feed began-. Muldoon bad an idea. He called to the butler and whispered in his ear. "Whiskers, bring on three bottles av whisky and more av it is re quired. I'll get tbim iill drunk and thin we can do thim up." "All right, snb." Here, ol
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.. Ml!LDOON'S BASE BALL CLUB IN PHILADELPHIA. 23 The solid man thought bis last i::oment had made a date 'with him. "Fire!" Pop! Someting bit Muldoon on tile nose. Tbeu something spattered all over his face. Was it his life blood? Well, hanlly. It was ouly champagne. That w:n a cork, the thing that bad hit on the nose. The i rn :ikin was suddenly whisked away from his eyes. Th e robbers bad been most marvelously transformed. They were all in evening dress. There wasn't a sign or a red shirt, or a slouched hat, or. pistol among the lot of tbem. There Wc;lre no full beards, no beetling 11yebrows, and no black patches. Muldoon was astonished. Who fo blazes are yez ? he aske.d. -"Guests of the mountain house, half a rnilll off said the gentle man at the head of the table. "Mr. Muldoon, your health!" Hurrah for !" cried all the rest. "We found out about your berng here, knew all about you, and determined glve you a little roasting. Some of us are ball player>, Mui." Muldoon gave a sickly sort or laugh, and then looked at Roger. W or ye in this, young feller?" he asked. "Partly, pop," answered Roger, with a laugh. Then the whole business was explained. The Mountain House was not more than half a mile a;way, but being hidden by the trees, was not observed in the gathering gloom. The operator bad telegraphed thither, and the guests, knowing Muldoon by reputation, had dete rmined, at a suggestion from R oger, to have.some run with him. Some of them were amateur ball players from Philadelphia who had alreiidy played wit.h Muldoon's nine, and they were mighty willing to have a lark at the famous captam's expense. Well, the thing turned out better than Muldoon hat! expected. He and bis guests bad a jolly time or it and parted, close upon mid-night, on the best of terms. f An engine had already arrived and bad taken the champion to a side track nea r the Mountain House, and h ere the cnr remained until morning. 1 At that time it was taken in tow by a regular express and the run to Chicago was complete:!. "Here we are at last," said Muldoon, \V'hen they arrived at the depot and were greeted by all the mem t>ers o( the famous organization now so well known, "and av there's wan team that'll par'lyze iverythiag bera, it's MVLDOON'S BALL CLU B [THE E ND.] 'l'oM TEASER, the author of this story, is also the author of the following Etories published in THE WIDE AWAKE LIBRARY: No. 963, "Muldoon s Bas e Ball Ciub in Bo s ton." N..>. 9 59, Muldoon's Base Ball Club No. 943, "Next. Door; or, The Irish 'l'wins." 1'{o. 947 "1'he Ald e rmen Sween e ys of New York.'.' No. 9 33, "Senator Muldoon." No. 931, .:Muldoon Out West." 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By An 01<1 Jletect1ve 399 Rob Racket, the Scourge orthe Cowboys 400 Gipsy Drck; or, Born a Detective ............ .. By Seth Huntington 401 Tbe Red River Pilot ........... By Paul Braddon 402 Catana. the Roboer's Daughter.By Seth Huntingdon 403 Detective Sketches .... By A New York Detective 404 The Boy Scouts oftlle Sierras.By Seth Huntlngd!ln 405 The Heir or Longworth 4.06 A Ghost In the Mirror, and other stories ....... By Allyn Draper 407 Strange Stories or Maniacs ... .............. .. By Dr. R. Jackson and Orrin Goble 408 The Skeleton's Legacy; or, Th e Mystery of the Island ................... By Col. J J,. Trueman 409 The Pirate's Son ............... By J.1'. Brougham 419 Tbe Young Revenue Detective; or, Among the Moonshiners .............. By a Retiren 532 The Black Hercules ...... By Colonel J.M. Travers 633 Flreruan Dick; or, The l'rtde of Numller 9 ... By J a mes D. Monrai:rue 534-The Shortys Out For Fun-comic .... By Peter Pad 635 Red River Blll, tile Prince or Scouts. By J. R. SCoti 536 Special Express Ned, the Prince or !Joy Engineers ..................... By Horace Appleton 537 The Sbortys Cllrlstmas and New Years at Home-comic ............... ...... B.v Peter Pad 538 tile River Scourge; or. The Guerril-la's Capt ive. A Romance of tile War In .the Soctb-West ............. by Ca_p_taln Phil Jordon 539 The Spies ortbe Delaware .......... By Kit Clyde 540 Denver Dan, Jr., anll lils B a nd of Dead s hots .. Bv Noname" 5'1 Tne Steam Man or the Piams; or, The Terror or the West ...................... Hy ''Noni.me" '42 On Deck; or, The Boy Pilot of Lake Erie ...... By Howard D e Vere 643 From Pole to Pole; or, Tl1e Sallor Boy Avenger By llorace Applet0n fi44 Dick Wrlgl1t and His Band or Cannibals ..... lly J. R. Seon 145 The Boy Captam; or, The Search ror a Missing Will ................... By Alexander Armstronii 546 Pickle aud 'l'lckle; or, Mishaps and Mischiefs-comic .............................. By reter Pad 54i Fort Hayes;or, Black Eagle, the Aveni:rer ...... Bv Don Jenardo 548 Noiseless Nat; or, Always Just Where He's Wanted .................. Dy James D. Montague 649 The Secrets Under the Sea ............ By Kit Clyde 550 Lazy J ake, t.he Boy Spy of the Rebellion ..... By Col. Ral;ill Fenton 551 Sam Sharpe at. School. ... By Captain Wl!l Dayton '652 Privateer Tom-a sequ6l to "Captain Tom Drake ........................ By H. C. Emmet 853 Frank Re!lcle and His Steam Horse.By "No name 554 Billy the Bootblack; or. The Trump Card Last By Harrigan & Hart 655 The Rival Scouts ................... By J. R. Scott 556 The Coral Cave; Philip's Urmse ...... By Horace Appleton 557 The Army Scout; or, The Mysteries or t be West By Kit Clyde 558 Missouri Jack and His Band or 7 .......... By James D. Montague 559 Lasso Luke; or, The Tbree Prairie Pards ... By Kit Clyde 660 Shady Dell Schoo1; or, Haps and Mishap s or Schoolboy Life .......... By Captain Will Dayton 561 The Man or Gold; or, Under the Shadow 01 Crime ...................... By Horace Appleton 562 The Mad Man of the North Pole; Ol\ The !Joy Mazeppa of the Arctic Seas ...... By Kit'ClyQe 563 Extree Nlck,tbe New York Newstxiy ......... lly Commodore Ab-Look 56! Oath-bound; or, The Jack of Spades.Dy J. R. Scott fi66 Caster's Last Shot; or, 'l'he Boy Trallerofthe Little Horn ............. By Colonel J.M. Travers 566 Gassy Hyde; or, The Fire-Boy Fiend or Philadelphia .............. By Corporal Morgan Rattler 567 Fred Hazard, the Star of the Circus ......... By Horace Appleton 568 Coonskin Kit. tile Daslllng Government Scout By Kit Clyde 669 Denver nan, Jr., and the Renegade.By "Noname" 570 Billy Bartger; or, The Mysterious Unknown or the Bank Robbers Baud.By James D. Montagne 571 The B1aud or, tlle Desert .. ...... By Walter :Fenton 572 Mall-Car Ned; or, l'alsely Accused .......... .. By Alexander Armstrong 573 The Maniac Pirate ............ By Horace Appleton 574 ,Smokestack Bob the Hero of the Rall.ByJ. R. Scott 57li Nimble Nip; or, The Imp or the School-comic By Tom Teaser 576 King Morgan, the Terror of t.11e Seas ......... By Alexander Armstrong 577 The Oonvlct's Oath; or, The Prisoner of Van niemans Land .......... By James D. Montague 578 Serpent Queen; or, The MysterionsNlghtof Georgia ................... B.v Kit Clyde 179 Til e Fortune Hunter!!; or. Two Yankee ll0ys In 4-nstralla .............. By Alexander Armstroq 580 The Fatal Star .............. lly Horace Appleton 581 Th e lll ootblack's Plot; or, The Mystery of a Night .............................. By J. R. E>cott 582 Huron Harry: or, The Haunted Skill'. ......... By James D. Montague 583 Doomed; or, The Secret League -of Boston .. By James F>. Montague 584 The Maniac Rider; or, The Mystery of Hawkeswood Grange ............... By Horace Appleton 585 The Gypaies Den. A $tory er the Romany Race ........................ : ...... by Kit Clyde 586 Matt Merry; or, The Lite o: the School ..... By Captain wrn Dayton 587 The Phantom Avenger; or. l)lck Darling n .. Montana ............. Dy Alexan

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