A Royal Game of Baseball, Ralph Hemingray listed


Publication: The Muncie Daily Times

Muncie, IN, United States


The Manufacturers and Real Estate Teams Lock Horns.

The Factory Lads Capture the Flag From their Opponents,

Who Claim Their Downfall was Not In Accordance with Hoyle’s Rules.

A Game Full of Features.

Everybody knew of the game of ball to be played yesterday afternoon at League park, between the real estate men and manufacturers of our city. The outcome of the games was anxiously awaited by hundreds of our citizens, and best were easily obtained, each club having scores of admirers who were willing to stake last winter’s overcoats and fur caps on the result. Nearly 500 persons went to the park in spite of threatening weather to see the National game as George McCulloch thinks “she” should be played. The Philharmoic [sic] Philharmonic society furnished excellent and appropriate music saluting the real estate men as they filed into the park two abreast with “Down with McGinty,” and the manufacturers immediately following, with “”See the conquering hero Comes.” The latter were clad in light “felt” pants, flannel shirts and black silk caps, and the real estate men wore blue overalls with flowing shirts and light “ducking” caps. Captain McCulloch was as anxious as if about to locate a factory and Captain Ball was busy giving his team “pointers” as to the “science” of the great game. Lew Over and Dr. Smith were the battery for the manufacturers and C.F. Hathaway and Charles Anthony for the real estate club. The Captains tossed a copper in the air for choice of bat or field. McCulloch chose the field and with his “all stars” marched to position: Johnson, 1st; Woods, 3d; Martin, r.f.; McCulloch 2d; Anthony, c; Hathaway, p.; Griffith, l.f.; Hartley, c.f.; and Kilgore, s.s.   Umpire Charlie Beeson officiated – “he did that,” say the manufacturers, but the other club is not sure whether he did or not. Anyhow at 3:31 Mr. Beeson donned his little red cap and called out loudly


Hamilton went to bat. One ball, two balls and the third one, a little dew drop, caught Will on his left ribs and he got to base on an H.B.   Over then wailed to bat and just as he fanned the air the second time, looking for one of the pitcher Hathway’s pretzel shoots, Hamilton tried to steal a march on Anthony and McCulloch and got 2d, but Anthony put a liner to Mc who gracefully put the runner out amid applause. Over struck at the ball a third time, catcher Anthony made an error by letting it get away and the runner was safe on first. Catcher Smith came to bat and hit the ball safely. Frank Ball made three futile efforts to rap the “pig skin,” but got to first on catcher Anthony’s failure to hold the ball and the bases were full. At this juncture Ralph Hemingray placed both feet at the plate and everybody shouted “smash it.” He realized that important of doing so, if he was to acquire fame in base ball circles, and hit the trade mark so hard that the stitches fell out and by the Hartley found the sphere Over and Smith had scored, and Ralph was safe on first doffing his cap in acknowledgment of the applause. Will Hitchcock next smashed out a base hit, scoring Ball. Ed Ball then came to bat amid much confusion. He was so much confused that he got hit and took first base. The bases were full. Tom Hart hit awfully hard at three balls, but ‘twas no use; he couldn’t touch ‘em and finally got his base on Anthony’s third error, which scored Hemingray. Another big ‘un came to bat – A.E. Whitney- who hit the ball for a base hit scoring Hitchcock and Ball. Then everybody had a whack at Mr. Hathaway and Will Hamilton came info round two and got revenge by making a hit, scoring sprinter Hart. Over again struck the air three times but Anthony had got his mark and the batter was out. Smith took revenge with a two-base hit, scoring Hamilton and Whitney, but he was left as Frank Ball struck out trying to smash a dew-drop “down shoot” over a fence. The side was out to the delight of all. Nine runs. The real estate men marched in with a “watch us now” look and when the inning closed had piled up 11 runs.

When Hamilton, s. s., Over, p., Smith, c.,   F.C. Ball, 1st,   Hemingray, 2d, Hitchcock, c.f., E.B. Ball, 3rd, Hart l.f., and Whitney, r.f., were in position Beeson again said


Johnson to bat, he was ready to lose the ball or knock Ralph Hemingray out of the lot with a hot one when he got hit with an easy one and too first. “A-Ho” Woods came to bat and got in front of the ball which hit him and chance for a home run was lost, as umpire said “take your base.” Martin got a nice one and hit it on the nose, scoring Johnson and putting himself safe on 1st. Captain McCulloch then came to bat and delighted his friends by sizing one up just about right, making a hit that scored Woods. Anthony then shook the dust off his trousers and made hit No. 3, with pandemonium reigning, scoring Martin. Hathaway hit one to Hamilton, who assisted it to Ball at first, but he never saw it and the batter was safe. Anthony and McCulloch scored. Griffith got safe on an error. Hartley then came to bat and being quite sympathetic would not try to his the “poor ball” that had been thumped so hard by his friends and was called out on strikes. Captain McCulloch kicked, saying it was not right for his batter never struck once. Kilgore’s nimble legs let him safe to first on 3rd strike, that catcher Smith errored, Hathaway scoring. Johnson then came to bat for the second time and just as coacher Woods yelled out “now Al; get even with him for hitting you,” the batter sent one out over Hitchcock’s head for two bases scoring all before him. Woods came to bat and the pitcher got even by hitting him with the ball, sending him to first base. He stole second and scored with Johnson on smith’s error of Martin’s 3d strike, the batter getting safe. Then Captain McCulloch, with his “good eye” waited for four bad balls and got to first, putting one to short stop, too hot, and the error scored Martin. Hathaway got his base on balls, filling the bases. Pitcher Over saw that something had to be done and put them in with “whiskers on ‘em.” Griffith struck out, Hartley next at the bat had not changed his mind and would not strike at the balls that came over the plate so slow that he once smiled at the girl’s face on the trade mark, and was called out on strokes, retiring his side. Eleven runs.

The manufacturers then came in and made one run by Hemingray, who got to first on Kilgore’s excusable error, for the ball went so fat he never saw it. Ralph scored on Hitchcock’s hit. Ed Ball struck out and Hart got to base on balls. Whitney sent one to left field which Griffith caught, threw to McCulloch who doubled up Hitchcock at 3rd. The double play retired the side. Hart went to field saying, “Watch us slaughter them town chaps,” which they did quickly. Kilgore fouled out, Johnson got hit with the ball, stole 2d and 3d, but was caught at 3d by an assist from Smith to Ed Ball and Woods went out at 1st. No runs. 0, my.

With renewed wind the manufacturers came in and made 7 runs in the 3d, taking a big lead and everybody scored but Whitney, who struck out and Over, who made a home run but was called out, as he did not touch the base in making the run. On 6 errors and half as many passed balls, the real estate team got but 2 runs, made by McCulloch and Martin. In the fourth Hathaway put the balls over the plate like the business end of a cyclone and but one run was made, Smith “climbing” after getting a base on balls. In this inning Over proved effective as no runs were scored by the real estate men. Anthony went in to pitch and Hathaway caught in the fifth and the manufacturers scored seven more. They also made five in the sixth and five in the seventh, but they looked winners when they scored eight in the sixth on six hits. The game ended with the following official score:


...A. D. H. S. H. P .O.   A.    E.

Will Hamilton, s.s. …................5        3        2     6        0      3

Lew Over, p……………..........7        4       2      1        7      0

A.K.Smith, s. & 1st…..............4         5       3     11      1       3

F.C. Baol, 1st & s.s…..............4         5       1      1       0       1

R. Hemingray, 2nd…................7         6       3      0       1       0

Will Hitchcock, c.f…................7          3       3      0       0       0

E.B. Ball, 3d…………….........5          3        1      2       1       2

Thos. Hart, l.f…………...........5          4        2      0       0       1

A.Whitney, r.f………..............4          1        1      0       0       0

H. Hessermsith, r.f…...............2          2        1      0       0       0

Totals……….........................50        36      19     21    10      9


A. D. H. S. H. P .O.   A.    E.

A. Johnson, 1st,………................6        3        2     4        0      3

J.W. Woods, 3d..…….................5        4       1      1        0      1

H.C. Martin, r.f…..…..................6        4       3      0        0      0

Geo. McCulloch, 2d....................5        3       3      5        3      1

Chas. Anthony, c&p....................6        2       1      9        2

C. Hathaway, p&c.…..................5        2       1       1       4

R. Griffith, l.f. & s.s......................4         2        0      1       1       0

J.J. Hartley, c.f.………................2         0        0      0       0       0

Geo. Kirby, c.f.………................4         0        2       0       0       1

Chas. Kilgore, s.s..…...................4         2        1       0       0       2

Totals……….............................47       22      14    21     10     13


Manufacturers……………...9..1…7..1…7..5..5 – 35

Real Estate………………..11..0..2..0..0….8..1 – 22

LATER. A gentleman who has just come in from the base ball park reports eight innings played up to 9 o’clock this morning. The manufacturers’ score stands 1,435,000 and the real estate men’s 1,222,000. Geo. McCulloch’s voice is reduced to a whisper, but his enthusiasm is not in the least abated, and on a near approach to the first base the gentleman head him “coaching” in a whisper, “eye tharoldman,” just as Al Johnson was taking base for being his with the ball for the 375th time. Ralph Hemingray was still trying to catch the ball with his feet; Wood’s avoirdupois was reduced until he could be slipped into one of Uncle Sam’s letter boxes, and Hathaway was being measured for a crutch to enable him to run his bases. Whitney still insist that the game shall go on to a finish, and it is meanly intimated that he has “an eye to business” – that of the Casket company. Our informant could remember nothing about the other players, though he thinks they are “still there,” or at their homes in bed, as he has been unable to find any of them about their places of business today.


Researcher notes: 
Supplemental information: 
Researcher:Roger Lucas / Bob Stahr
Date completed:October 16, 2011 by: Deb Reed Fowler;