text: Perryman Would Be a Wonder If He Could Pitch No-Hit Games as Often as He Bats Them GEORGIAN SPORTS COVERID & EXPERTS  . s \.! A A,/' 3A~, ':::;‘?‘. ”’\l Aa\ 3 St /’,;//’/:// & ] ] /i::f;.%‘v::.,“‘:’ ) ¢ ; o 2 b BVi W e Rf W S SN e \ i //;"l' Gil o s/ ’ t / V. //,/,. Y TAt ",:"-.:'. 5 DAL ue?ﬁ/# o >.'l \ VRIGEEE Riataies SRR e $ 1 ; : sgy S ;'.-~'."g': G 5 e e 12’:', /://"//Im», iR :, 3 A ;,//' s AR S : | PR e i o e, : b 9 ;-//Zd,,,/ﬂ Lt o, 1%,',,i;/;’f/’/ R R MTN e ‘ /l" :| 1 il. - S VA i S / N ¢ INDOOR SPORTS 4 SRB 2 i 44 A i ) e i - i g %Vv o." % | ; "" Bevy WATU*(NC A . ‘ o) e 0 o 5 ik b _ : = Wi O e BA\ METER 1 SRR ¢! (< - CL'C< - CL'C< -. Fight Feature of Crazy Contest Chance Missed for a Triple play By O. B. Keeler. ECLARATIONS of war were not confined to Europe Wednesday afternoon. Ponce De-Yeon ball park became an embattled scene, with the first gun following so closely on the promise of hostilities that Umps Kellum had no time to duck. Billy Smith fired the first gun. Kellum fired the second. Then he fired Billy, but not until both belligerents had followed each other around and around first base for quite a while, dragging several tons of pacifically inclined ball players and threatening each other in horrid terms, in the event that either could get out from under his burden of peacemakers. It is now time for Judge Kavanaugh to impersonate a Hague Tribunal, which he probably will do by plastering a large fine on the Cracker manager and maybe ordering him to abstain from his chosen profession for a spell. That is the way these untoward rackets usually turn out. The umpire has the last guess on everything, and if he guesses wrong, the ball player or his manager has to stand for it. Rights from the field of the infield indicate that Kellum Linden-Hank to hustle Manager Smith in his managerial efforts to stop the wet field and get it in shape for play after the sousing shower that Nippon the game in the fifth inning. He objected to being hustled. Billy was willing to play out the game, although it had not yet reached a legal status and the Crackers were made as decent and safe as possible — in which Billy was absolutely correct. Billy was superintending the unloading of a carload of dry sand on a flooded spot near first base when Kellum butted in. Before that, Kellum and some of the Birmingham players had hauled the canvas off of home plate and otherwise spurted the duties and prerogatives of Billy's groundkeepers. Billy was sore, and when The umps came up and tried to hustle him. Billy declined to be hustled. In the slang of a former day, one word led to another, and another led to something else. Kellum mentioned a solo fine. Billy saw the fine and raised him a promise of a poke in the mush. Kellum hiked the fine to $25 and Billy made good with the poke. At this interesting juncture, Amby McConnell and Hack Efbel cut in and separated the combatants, who looked thoroughly willing to finish the round. A couple of cops also appeared and the entire personnel of both ball clubs assisted in restoring peace, while George Kircher fought everybody in sight, including himself, so that the crowd, which was becoming feverish, began to laugh, and the crisis was got over safely. Kellum ordered Bill from the field, and the sloppy game proceeded. Williams opened for the home team and was hit savagely. Collier replaced him in the fifth inning, and had trouble with the wet ball, his conduct being bad. The Barbus also pounded his curves when they came near the plate. Manager Molesworth was back in the game for the first time in a couple of years, playing center field, and batting 667 with two hits and a base on balls in four times at bat. The comedy feature predominated all through the game, and some of the most remarkable men ever seen on a baseball park were offered to the public gaze. Once Kellum forgot how many balls had been pitched to Molesworth. He sent Moley to first and then recalled him, Joe Dunn contending that it was only ball three, Collier pitched Moley & strike and Moley scored. So Kellum appealed to the press box, was informed that Moley should have walked in the first place, and sent the bulky Baron on his way. But the scream came in the Baro -47 nial half of the ninth inning. McDonald singled and Carroll walked. Stewart beat out a bunt and the bases were full. Then Covington swung on one and dumped it in front of the plate. “Tex” thought it was a foul, but Joe Dunn pounced upon the puny wallop, and, with amazing presence of mind, touched the plate, forcing McDonald, who was dancing up and down on third, trying to figure what was coming off. Joe then threw to Eibel before the befuddled batsman could get together, and it was two out. In the meantime Stewart had traveled on to second, which was his rightful base. In the excitement he started back toward first, and could have been put out by anybody holding the ball on second, which would have made it a triple play. Hack Kibel knew there was a three-ply killing somewhere in the neighborhood, and he ran wildly around looking for it, finally deciding. Despite of Risland's frantic shrieks, that McDonald (who had already been forced out at the plate) was the victim. Hack romped across the diamond, threatening the already defunct McDonald, and Stewart was able to get back to second, where he belonged. Ellam, dazed by the overwhelming doings, then struck out. It was a nutty game, for fair. Sporting Food. WHAT'S THE USE? Ed Walsh retraced brave and bold; The same old Ed we find him. The White Nox, too, are sort of old. The world cannot score behind him, Ed Walsh has come back with great eclat, but not to such an extent. ex tent that he can drive in runs with his pitching arm. Georges Carpentier has won another fight on a foul, showing how hard it is to get rid of a habit. M. Carpentier has written a book entitled “My Method.” We presume he teaches pugilists how to get away with a big purse on a foul. The next National Roque tournament will be held in Norwich, Conn. Are you going to Norwich, Conn? We thought so. It is said that several National League umpires will jump to the Feds next year, but Helene Zim wouldn’t care if they all jumped. The Boston fan who caressed Umpire Byron's dome with a bottle ought to be arrested for malicious destruction of property. BLAMELESS. “St. Louis fans are crazy,” The daily papers say, Put wouldn’t blame them, The way the Nougats play. It may surprise you to learn that Pat Ryan, the champion hammer thrower, lives in New York and not in Cincinnati. Charley Herzog says he will not win the pennant this year. What does he mean, this year? Joe Tinker's team lost to a lot of semi-pros, but that's nothing. We have seen the Crackers lose to the Bills. It is a cinch to answer the much discussed question: “What's an amateur goiter?” An amateur goiter, like an amateur college athlete, has one who can get away with it. Prizes fights in Juarez are being held in a bull ring, probably to make the managers feel at home. FoNOTES The National League is tooting George Burns, of the Giants, as an outfielder who ranks with the great American League quartet—Cobb, Jackson, Speaker, and Milan. Burns is not as spectacular as the American League, but his average this year shows him to be considerable of an all-round outfielder. Burns is batting well over 300 and his hitting is extremely timely. Burns is a better hitter than Cobb or Jackson, is pulling as many wonderful fielding stunts as the great Speaker and is a whirlwind on bases. Can Honus Wagner make it eighteen years over the 300 mark? This is the question that agitates fandom just now almost as much as the one who will participate in the world’s series? The fans all over the country are watching the game effort of the veteran to again reach 300 and of sticking there when he does. Wagner is hitting around the 480 mark at the present time. Honus is playing his eighteenth year in fast company, in the other seventeen years he never has failed to hit 300 or over—a record without parallel in baseball history. The salaries of the minor league players ought to be cut, remarked Edward G. Barrow, president of the International League. You do it, Eddie; no one else in organized baseball is brave enough these days. Charles Holiday Webb, The well-known pacificator, was non-committal today when asked if he would go to Europe and stop the battling now going on in those parts. Sheforte (See, it must be fierce to be a ball player this hot weather to overexert one's self. The Tigers have played 41 games and Ty Cobb has played 45, gets $10,000 a year, or about $100 a game. This means he's drawn about $5,000 without giving value received. But then one mustn't overlook the fact that in the interim Ty hasn't been altogether idle. Remember, he soaked a butcher. That requires some little effort. Heinle Zimmerman, of the Cubs, has been reported as saying "I'm through baiting the umpires." Heinle is just as well have said, "I'm through breathing." Same thing. Don't forget to do your Christmas shopping early. Said John McGraw to Connie Mack: "This is the year I'll set you back."  their bids for this contest. A. B. Greenewsfield, partner of Promoter T. J. McCarey, left for San Francisco this morning to consult with White. The local promoters will bid for the battle. White also will be offered the Labor Day date against the winner of the Cross-Rivers go. Johnny Dundee is here and wants to take on either Johnny Kilbane or Willie Beecher. $2,000 Borrowed by Ebbets of Newark NEW YORK, July 80.—While Baltimore and Jersey City are complaining, hard times it is noted in a Newark paper that Son Ebbets, president of the Newarks, had to borrow $2,000 recently from Father Ebbets of Brooklyn, to pay salaries due. And this was after a Sunday double-header in Newark, too. THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN AND NEWS By Tad "How He Came Back" Arm Caused "Big Ed" Worry By Ed Walsh. HEY say I am back. Whether I am or not can only be shown after I have been in there regularly. No Chicago fan hopes more than I do that I am in form to pitch winning ball for the White Sox. It has been a long, hard fight. Even now I am not certain that the arm is in perfect shape, but it is good enough for me to be out there to help the boys. You cannot understand how a fellow feels after he has been losing ball games. I knew the arm was wrong last year. What it was I could not tell. Something had slipped, and even when it felt well it did not have the strength that it used to have. It set me thinking. A man earns easy through troubles. When my arm first went wrong, I didn't know much about pitching. I didn't have to know. I had the strength and the confidence and could break the spitter so no one was sure." Of hitting it. When I lost that I found myself up against it. My stock was gone. I had to get something else. I had to learn to pitch without it. And I did. It was hard work, hard study and worry all the time. My curve came along fairly well, but I didn’t know how to use it. My side-arm spitball was like learning to pitch all over again. I commenced studying batters harder and harder. I've been trying to make my arm look great. I had to work and work and make my head do the work my arm always had done. Many a game I simply four-flushed. Innd tricked them, When I got inside the hole, I shut my eyes, threw my whole weight into it, and, no matter how it hurt, made the hall jump. They still thought I had something. It was a season of suffering for me. During and worry combined, The muscles were snapped back into shape, but they did not get strong. I hoped the winter would bring it around. I didn't even try it, expecting to swing it easily once in a while and wonder what it would do. This spring I tried it out—and it was not there. Went to the park every day and spent hours tossing the ball easily, trying to work it out and to get the strength back. I was afraid that some quick, careless movement would displace the muscles again. Every throw had to be made with just the same careless motion. While the boys were away, I worked alone at the park, throwing 500 times a day, plaving the outfield, and worrying. Early in June I felt one day that the arm worked more freely, that I could throw twice less effort. It encouraged me. I kept quiet. I was afraid to tell the boys. But one day I cut loose half a dozen times and the ball acted as it used to act. It did not hurt me to throw, and the arm moved freely. I rested it three days, then tried Again, You can imagine how happy I was, I was afraid to say anything, until one day, Cal noticed that the ball was gathering speed, and that the motion was easier. I told him I was ready for the trial. He urged me to wait—and I waited and fretted. In Cleveland, he threw me in to finish a game—and I breezed through two innings. I guess I was the happiest fellow in America that night. YOU SHOULD WORRY! TAKE. SHAKE AND TAKE AND USE SMITH'S PINK WASH (Can Not Stricture) Certain Cures for Your “TROUBLE.” AT DRUGGISTS OR WE SHIP BOTH PREPAID FOR $300 of SMITH'S GENERATIVE CO. Bacon of ATHENS, BA, SILK HAT HARRY'S DIVORCE SUIT LOOKING FOR SILK HAT NA,’Zﬁ/\/ bo‘-‘ 1// 8 [ P [/1 rReEPEAT ) W IB e /’ er ‘e e 3 i l WHAT | S (,«‘-N/’:. 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I wanted to make good for the crowd that has stuck to me so long. I did not pitch a good game. I did not think enough. My mind was on what my arm was doing, and sometimes I forgot batters and runners. But I held them—and that evening I told myself that the arm was right. I thought much better than that against the Athletics, with more confidence, and I had more stuff on the ball. I think the arm is almost back in shape. It probably never will be as strong as it was, but if it is just good enough to last and let me help the team, the work will not be wasted. Famous Kid McCoy Boxes Five Rounds With Charley White SAN FRANCISCO, July 3.—Tony Irwin will be the referee when George Chip and Sailor Petroskey meet in their twenty-round boxing bout before the Tuxedo Club Friday night. The boxers are as close to weight as they want to be, and they did not work hard today. The announcement that Charley White would box with Kid McCoy brought out a big gathering of fans to the Seal Rock House. The Chicago boy made a fine impression, although he sparred only five rounds. Jack Seager, a boxer who is easily 10 pounds heavier than White, boxed two rounds, and White hammered him mercilessly. Although Kid McCoy has passed the age mark when usefulness in the prize ring is generally found, he showed that he had taken care of himself since he last boxed in a regular event. The kid skipped nimbly about and his feinting was a treat to see. There was no heavy blow struck during the three rounds McCoy boxed with White. The greater height and reach of the Kid made it difficult for White to reach him. Joe Azevedo had another rough session with Frank Edwards and Harry Baker. In Rohan's gym in Oakland. The long spell of idleness which Azevedo has enjoyed has evidently given him a lot of energy, as he sailed into his partners in vigorous style. He cut Edwards' eyes open and Frankie had to quit. Then Baker went on for a couple of lively rounds. CALLAHAN BEATS PIERCE. NEW YORK, July 30.—Frank Callahan, Brooklyn bantam, outpointed Harry Pierce in ten rounds last night. Gene Moriarity, of Syracuse, easily defeated Al Schumacher. Young Brown, local lightweight, outboxed Young Hoffman in ten rounds of fast fighting. BASEBALL TODAY ATLANTA vs. BIRMINGHAM It is good, use Tetterine. It cures eczema, ringworm, itching piles, infant sore head, and all other skin troubles. Read what C. B. Raus, Indianapolis, says: Enclosed find $1. Send me that value in Tetterine. One box of Tetterine has done more for eczema in my store than $50 worth of other remedies have done. Use Tetterine. It relieves skin trouble that has baffled the best medical skill. It will cure you. Get it today—Tetterine. 30c at druggists, or mail. SHUPTRINE CO, SAVANNAM, GA. Oplum, Whiskey and Drug Habit treated at home or at Sunitarium. Book on subject Free. DR. B. M. WOOLLY 34N Victor Sanitarium. Atlanta, Ga. McLoughlin Wins Longwood Trophy for Second Time BOSTON, July 30.—Custody of the fifth Longwood bowl, famous as a tennis singles trophy, was regained yesterday by Maurice E. McLoughlin, of San Francisco, who defeated the holder, William M. Johnston, also of San Francisco, 6-4, 6-4, 6-1. McLoughlin needs another victory to obtain permanent possession of the trophy. He won a year ago, but defaulted last year to Johnston. McLoughlin in winning this year's tournament defeated in straight sets. N. W. Niles, T. C. Bundy, A. S. Dabney, R. N. Williams, R. L. Murray, and W. M. Johnston. At no time in today's match was he pushed nearly as hard as in his contests with Murray and Williams. His only slump in the match was in the eighth game in the second set, when two sets, three outs, and failure to handle two of Johnston's service drives, gave the latter the game and tied the score for the set. McLoughlin came back strong in the next two games and won the set. 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Southern Railway System embraces territory full of excellent investment opportunities in fruit-culture, farming and manufacturing. Premier Carrier of the South Welsh Agrees to Battle C. White Purse Must Be to Champ’s Liking HICAGO, July 30.—Freddie Welsh, lightweight champion of the world, will give Charlie White a chance at the title, but only if the purse is to his liking. Welsh, in a cable received here today by the sporting editor of The Chicago American, said he would be in America in October, ‘and that his first fight as champion would likely be staged on Thanksgiving Day. He doesn’t say White will be the first man to meet him.' The lightweight who can draw the biggest gate will be his first opponent. But he will meet White if the purse offered him is big enough. “But I'm champion and I'll do the dictating on the weight matter,” he added. WHITE is at present in San Francisco training for his 20-round fight. I am with Joe Azevedo on August 7. Charlie already holds one victory over Azevedo and fist fans are not looking for him to have any trouble in polishing off the Coast boy again. Promoters Mulkern and Andrews, of Milwaukee, when informed that Welsa had agreed to meet White, said they would bid high for the scrap. White and Welsh ought to draw a packed house in Milwaukee, and the Brewer City promoters stand a grand chance of landing the mill. NATE LEWIS, manager of White, however, stated before leaving here for the Coast that he would much prefer sending White against Welsh over the 20-round route. Lewis knows what a speed merchant Freddie is when battling over the short distance, and thinks Charlie would have a much better chance of copping the title in a 20-round scrap. Willie Ritchie is the only other lightweight that has a chance of beating White to the match, is the opinion of the fans around here. It will surely be a merry battle between promoters in this country when Welsh arrives on these shores. PERSONALLY, the writer thinks that Welsh will give White the first chance at his title, and that Milwaukee will land the mill. Harry Pollok, manager of Welsh, has not forgotten the $40,000 house Wolgast and Ritchie drew, and there is no reason why Welsh and White shouldn't draw just as much. After this match Welsh will probably ask White and Ritchie to fight it out, the winner to get a chance at his crown over the 20-round route, providing there is no decisive result in the Welsh. White proposed set-to, Pollok's a shrewd fight manager and he will try to get all the money possible for his protege while Freddie holds the title. 