It was a project of mine to replace the tournament with something which might furnish an escape for the extra steam of the chivalry, keep those bucks entertained and out of mischief, and at the same time preserve the best thing in them, which was their hardy spirit of emulation. I had had a choice band of them in private training for some time, and the date was now arriving for their first public effort.

This experiment was baseball.*

Where ash and maple crash and horsehide's

Red stitching

clash under the purplepink dusk sky

Midwestern Mississippi cries of MARK TWAIN voice passing down

Through American generations

Heroes emerge, scrambling for a Gateway's freedom

Manifest Destiny

Freesway

HAKUNA MATATA

"There are no worries anymore."

Cloven in two, Solomon's wisdom

*Mark Twain, A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court, Chapter 40