Posts Tagged ‘Clubs’

It’s All About the Ball

May 9, 2012

Image from Glimpses Into Baseball History

Base Ball.

As many of our readers are not familiar with the game, we append a description of it, written by our friend Cory O’Lanus, a warm admirer of the game:

“The game is a great invention. It is easily understood. All you have to do is just keep your eye on the ball.

It is all about a ball.

Image from Rob L’s Baseball Memorabilia

They also use a bat. The bat is a club built on the model of the club Barnum killed Capt. Cook with.

This is the reason why the organization is called a club.

One fellow takes a club and stands on a line, and another stands in front and fires the ball at him.

The chap with a club hits back.

The ball flies in another direction.

The first fellow drops the club as though he was scared, and runs like a pickpocket with an M.P. after him.

Several fellows run after the ball; somebody catches it and fires it at somebody else, when the chap who had the club stops running.

Another fellow then takes the club and the same man, who is called “pitcher,” pitches on him, fires the ball at him, when he hits back, knocks the ball, drops his club and cuts his stick for the first base.

Image from Civil War, Washington, D.C.

Half a dozen fellows out on picket duty scramble for the ball.

One reliable B.B. is posted behind the club man, in case the club man missed the ball, to see that it don’t go by and hit the Umpire.

When one side goes out the other side goes in, and when both sides are out it is called innings.

It is quite an intelligent game, depending entirely on the use of your legs. The first principle of the game is running.

When you are “in” you run away from the ball; when you are “out” you run after it.

It is splendid exercise; it keeps you so warm; consequently always played in the summer time.”

The Hillsdale Standard (Hillsdale, Michigan) May 15, 1866

The Four Suits – An Old Fantasy

April 21, 2012

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THE FOUR SUITS.

An Old Fantasy.

Clubs! They are trumps to many a one
Of elderly bachelors sad and forlorn!
Even ladies are now on their merits intent,
As a place where they modern ideas can vent,
And there many an offspring of suffrage is born.

Hearts! Their dominion is vanishing fast,
For Cupid’s supremacy is but a name;
A wealth of affection, though earnest and true,
For the most of our young modern belles will not do,
Unless one can offer them fortune and fame.

Diamonds! They hold in their glittering depths,
The mystical key to the hearts of the fair;
Before must fade e’en the glories of dress,
And many a swain owes his greatest success
To the tremulous cluster of dazzling solitaire.

Spades are the last, but then not the least,
Pleasures may vanish and fortunes may fall,
All will be uncertainty, sorrow and shame,
But the spade, when the spirit has fled from the frame,
Will send forth a dirge o’er the graves of us all.

Freeborn County Standard (Albert Lea, Minnesota) Apr 20, 1882