On August 27, 1884, a reporter for the Hamilton Spectator was sent out
from the paper’s downtown office to cover a picnic summer outing of several
lodges of the Oddfellows held in the village of Ancaster.
The reporter seemingly found little to report about, except for a
baseball game which pitted a team from Ancaster against a team from the even
smaller village of Bullock’s corners.
The humorous story follows, in full :
“Ancaster, Aug. 27 – This has been a noted day here. One of the features
of interest – and perhaps the most noted – in connection with the Oddfellows
picnic here was a ball match between the Bullock’s corner club and the
Ancasters, of Ancaster
“A tiny multitude assembled in Captain Walker’s stubble field to witness
the struggle. Beautiful sunlight, little excitement, and less money prevailed.
“Precisely at 2:30 o’clock, just as the boys had everything properly
adjusted, the spectators had quietly settled down on the captain’s fence, the
umpire called “Game.”
“The umpire belongs to the Baysides,(note – the Baysides was a
professional baseball team in Hamilton) but the boys thought it would be cheaper to
employ him than to get Stuart, of the Boston league league. Funds are rather
low now, as the collector neglected going around this week, and anyway the boys
thought the Bayside man would umpire well enough, as he has played some.
“Ancaster went to bat, with Johnny Crooks in the pitcher’s box and Conley
behind the bat. At the end of fourth inning, the score stood 11 to 6 in favor
of Ancaster. A change pitcher now took the box for the home team, and at the
same time a colored friend of the visitors came upon the field, and after being
warmly embraced by the visiting tossers, the game was resumed.
“Whether the home team became jealous at not having a colored friend to encourage
too, or whether the visitors were inspired by their friend’s presence, will
never be known; this, however, is certain, the visitors made thirteen runs in
the fifth inning.
“The home battery did everything to encourage the visitors. Jim Wilson,
on first base, looked daggers but held his peace; Jim never speaks on a
baseball field
At this stage in the game, a bystander was heard to remark that the home
team should have played eighteen years ago, when the game was fresh, that he
would bet the Alberton club could beat them 2 to 1, and a host of equally
ungenerous remarks.
Things now became so ridiculous that Dan Hanley fell off the fence
overcome with laughter.
However, the game went on, and at its close stood 26 to 25 in favour of
Bullock’s corners and an inning to spare.
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