Life — July 1, 1886 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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* LIFE: HE college baseball season has resulted in giving the -championship to Yale. This seems to be a fair movement on the part of the fates. Princeton won the foot- ball championship, and Harvard is pretty sure to take the boat race, so that there will be an equal division of honors. It seems only just to say, however, that Princeton had the best college team in the association this year. Their defeat was owing to bad luck. If Brownlee, their catcher, had not had a finger broken at the fourteen-innings game with Har- vard, their team would have given a different turn to affairs before the end of the season. But these things are the for- tune of war, and college men must learn, among other things, that the race is not to the swift alone. * * * \APENDELL BAKER, the sprint runner, is fulfilling my prophecy that he would be the successor of Myers in amateur circles. I am not quite satisfied in regard to his record at 220 yards, which he is credited with making at Cambridge recently in an even 22 seconds. There is no doubt about his being the fastest man in America at that dis- tance, bar none; but it is said that the track on which he ran is not level, and I have no confidence in the timers in any city except this. The best proof of their relentless certainty is that men who make all kinds of wonderful records in the West, East and South, can never do anything remarkable under the watches of our expert metropolitan timers. But “Baker did break the 125-yard record at the Manhattan games, and it is safe to say that, even if he did not make 220 yards in even time, he covered the distance faster than it ever was covered before. * * x ROPHECY is an uncertain business. It is nowhere more uncertain than in regard to matters of sport. It seems to me, however, that a little prophecy in regard to the four big yachts may save some people money. There has been a reckless disposition to back the Préscz//a because she won two races, Others want to back the Purdtan because she won one. The fact of the matter is that, so far as the mere fact of winning goes, the races have proved nothing. The PréscéZ/a won two races in light winds and light seas. In such weather she is a fast boat. But in heavy weather nothing can make that boat go fast enough to win a race. She is too flat to force her way through heavy seas. * * * HE Puritan, we all know, can sail in heavy weather as well as light. She has been tried and found a flyer in all kinds of weather. The only question is, can the May- Slower beat her? It looks as if she could do it in moderate weather. At the Seawanhaka regatta she crossed the line twenty-four minutes and fifty-three seconds behind the Puritan and finished seven minutés behind her. The May- Slower looks like a goer in heavy weather. We have not seen her sail in a blow or a seaway yet, but it would be well to know something of what she can do before placing money on the other boats. As for the A¢/antzc, material alterations must be made in her before she can compete with the other three. She is probably a good boat ina stiff wind, but she is slow and unweatherly in light winds. Tricotrin. AT THE MADISON SQUARE THEATRE. HE Prince Karl of Mr, Richard Mansfield is a most enjoyable creation. One’s interest in the unfortunate but amusing nobleman never flags; he is a mixture of comic grief and tragic mirth that rend and convulse by turns. Mr. Mansfield never overacts, and we regret that his own finished performance should not have the support of a better com- pany. That, however, is his misfortune, not his fault, as the Boston Museum Company were called away unexpectedly leaving him to organize another as best he could, and at very short notice, SHAKESPEARE ON BASEBALL. HE nine worthies.” “ Pardon me, if I speak like a captain.” “Will make him fly an ordinary pitch.” “No doubt but that he hath got a quiet catch.” “Tl have an action of battery against him.” “Masking the business from the common eye.” “Kind umpire.of men’s miseries.” “Must have a stop.” “Had no other books but the score and the tally.” “ As swift in motion as a ball.” “A hit, a very palpable hit.” “Tt was a black, ill-flavored fly.” “For nothing can seem foul to those that win.” “ Our play is preferred.” “ The base is right.” “’T is time we twain did show ourselves i’ the field.” “Taste your legs; put them to motion.” “He that runs fastest gets the ring.” “Would I were gently put out of office, before I were forced out.” PER ASTRA AD ASPERA. U PON a platform decked with flowers she stands And reads her essay to th’ admiring throng ; “* Life’s ocean” is the burden of her song,— (Revamped to meet each added year's demands.) In lofty sentiments the theme expands, And e’en the dullest boy descries a gleam Of coming golden ages and to dream Of honors which he scarcely understands. The muslin apparition fades away. Returning reason tells us that the day Of offices unnumbered is not yet. Until the maiden’s prophecies come true, Collectorships will still be very few, And consulates most difficult to get. Drysdale. comicbooks.com