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THE ANNUAL RETURN.
One by one they're drifting back—
Hank McGee to Hackensack;
Pat Maguire, the world-famed "spitter;"
Mike the Bite, "three-hundred" hitter;
Jim and Ed and Bill and Jack.
One by one they're drifting back,
With their curves, their keen intrigue,
To the swift Grass Cutter's League.
Hank McGee to Hackensack;
Pat Maguire, the world-famed "spitter;"
Mike the Bite, "three-hundred" hitter;
Jim and Ed and Bill and Jack.
One by one they're drifting back,
With their curves, their keen intrigue,
To the swift Grass Cutter's League.
One by one they leave and go
Back again to Kokomo,
Kankakee and Rural Dell
Where they cast a mystic spell
On the "scouts" who touted them,
Each a "human diadem,"
In a serried line return
With their "curves and speed to burn."
Back again to Kokomo,
Kankakee and Rural Dell
Where they cast a mystic spell
On the "scouts" who touted them,
Each a "human diadem,"
In a serried line return
With their "curves and speed to burn."
One by one they fade away
To the fragrant, uncut hay.
"Second Wagners," "second Cobbs"
Back upon their old-time jobs
In the Fried Ham Circuit where
They were stars, with some to spare;
Were they played with famed eclat*
In the field and at the bat.
To the fragrant, uncut hay.
"Second Wagners," "second Cobbs"
Back upon their old-time jobs
In the Fried Ham Circuit where
They were stars, with some to spare;
Were they played with famed eclat*
In the field and at the bat.
*As in "cat."
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