We have a day to rest after tomorrow’s game with the Tigers and then we go at them Cubs.
Chicago, Illinois, October 7.
Friend Al: Well Al you know by this time that they beat me today and tied up the serious. But I have still got plenty of time Al and I will get them before it is over. My arm wasn’t feeling good Al and my fast ball didn’t hop like it had ought to. But it was the rotten support I got that beat me. That lucky stiff Zimmerman was the only guy that got a real hit off of me and he must of shut his eyes and throwed his bat because the ball he hit was a foot over his head. And if they hadn’t been makeing all them errors behind me they wouldn’t of been nobody on bases when Zimmerman got that lucky scratch. The serious now stands one and one Al and it is a cinch we will beat them even if they are a bunch of lucky stiffs. They has been great big crowds at both games and it looks like as if we should ought to get over eight hundred dollars a peace if we win and we will win sure because I will beat them three straight if necessary.
But Al I have got bigger news than that for you and I am the happyest man in the world. I told you I had not heard from Hazel for a long time. Tonight when I got back to my room they was a letter waiting for me from her.
Al she is married. Maybe you don’t know why that makes me happy but I will tell you. She is married to Kid Levy the middle weight. I guess my thirty dollars is gone because in her letter she called me a cheap skate and she inclosed one one-cent stamp and two twos and said she was paying me for the glass of beer I once bought her. I bought her more than that Al but I won’t make no holler. She all so said not for me to never come near her or her husband would bust my jaw. I ain’t afraid of him or no one else Al but they ain’t no danger of me ever bothering them. She was no good and I was sorry the minute I agreed to marry her.
But I was going to tell you why I am happy or maybe you can guess. Now I can make Violet my wife and she’s got Hazel beat forty ways. She ain’t nowheres near as big as Hazel but she’s classier Al and she will make me a good wife. She ain’t never asked me for no money.
I wrote her a letter the minute I got the good news and told her to come on over here at once at my expence. We will be married right after the serious is over and I want you and Bertha to be sure and stand up with us. I will wire you at my own expense the exact date.
It all seems like a dream now about Violet and I haveing our misunderstanding Al and I don’t see how I ever could of accused her of sending me that postcard. You and Bertha will be just as crazy about her as I am when you see her Al. Just think Al I will be married inside of a week and to the only girl I ever could of been happy with instead of the woman I never really cared for except as a passing fancy. My happyness would be complete Al if I had not of let that woman steal thirty dollars off of me.
Chicago, Illinois, October 9.
Friend Al: Well Al we have got them beat three games to one now and will wind up the serious tomorrow sure. Callahan sent me in to save poor Allen yesterday and I stopped them dead. But I don’t care now Al. I have lost all interest in the game and I don’t care if Callahan pitches me tomorrow or not. My heart is just about broke Al and I wouldn’t be able to do myself justice feeling the way I do.
I have lost Violet Al and just when I was figureing on being the happyest man in the world. We will get the big money but it won’t do me no good. They can keep my share because I won’t have no little girl to spend it on.
Her answer to my letter was waiting for me at home tonight. She is engaged to be married to Joe Hill the big lefthander Jennings got from Providence. Honest Al I don’t see how he gets by. He ain’t got no more curve ball than a rabbit and his fast one floats up there like a big balloon. He beat us the last game of the regular season here but it was because Callahan had a lot of bushers in the game.
I wish I had knew then that he was stealing my girl and I would of made Callahan pitch me against him. And when he come up to bat I would of beaned him. But I don’t suppose you could hurt him by hitting him in the head. The big stiff. Their wedding ain’t going to come off till next summer and by that time he will be
