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Updated: May 12, 2025
What would Rockefeller have done? He would, John felt certain, have gone to the ball-game. He imitated the great financier. It was while he was smoking a cigar after dinner that night, musing on the fortunes of the day's game and, in particular, on the almost criminal imbecility of the umpire, that he was dreamily aware that he was being "paged."
He probably would have been frankly content with the sight of an occasional ball-game out at the Polo Grounds, and the newspaper bulletins of a prizefight by rounds. But here he was at the base that supplied America's outdoor equipment. He who outfitted mountaineers must speak knowingly of glaciers, chasms, crevices, and peaks.
"See here, Spiller, suppose you got up one day and found it was a perfectly bully morning, and remembered that the Giants were playing the Athletics, and looked at your mail, and saw that someone had sent you a pass for the game " "Were you at the ball-game? You've got the nerve! Didn't you know there would be trouble?"
At noon, he returned to his isolated house to see his mother. The febrile and somewhat artificial improvement of the morning had continued. Nursed by the old Doyanburu, Franchita said that she felt better, and, in the fear that Ramuntcho might become dreamy, she made him return to the square to attend the Sunday ball-game.
We saw the circus come to town and go into camp on a vacant lot, and we attended every movement of it with a delicious sense of leisure. We could go at night with no long ride to take after it was over. The fourth of July came to seek us this year and we had but to step across the way to see a ball-game. We were at last in the center of our world.
Glaucon, Cimon, and Democrates went westward to calm their exhilaration with a ball-game at the gymnasium of Cynosarges. On the way Glaucon called attention to a foreigner that passed them. “Look, Democrates, that fellow is wonderfully like the honest barbarian who applauded me at the Isthmus.” Democrates glanced twice.
There was a grand ball-game arranged for the following Sunday at Erribiague, a far-distant village, near the tall mountains.
"You bet we did!" said Bertie, in his voice of bursting self-importance. "Ball-game?" asked Carpenter. "Foot-ball," said I. "Western City played Union Tech today. Wonder what the score was." The cheer leader seemed to take the words out of my mouth. Again the hundred voices roared: "What was the score? Seventeen to four! Who got it in the neck? Union Tech! Who took the kitty? Western City!"
This man's eyes were still gleaming, and under their curiously deep tan his bearded cheeks were pale. He was staring straight in front of him with an unseeing gaze. Mr Birdsey tapped the young man on the shoulder. 'Some game! he said. The young man looked at him and smiled. 'You bet, he said. 'I haven't seen a ball-game in five years. 'The last one I saw was two years ago next June.
Any time you want to call it a day and go off and watch a ball-game, all you have to do is to leave word that you have an urgent date to see Mr. Rockerfeller. Whereas I shall have to submerge myself in paper and only come up for air when the danger of suffocation becomes too great." It may have been the mention of his favourite game that softened Mr. Pett.
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