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12-11-2003, 09:43 PM
Posted By: <b>jay behrens </b><p>This came in my SABR 19cBB emailing:<BR><BR>This following is from the New York Tribune of 1846.<BR> A simultaneous convocation of the emphatically "Young" Democracy occurred Friday about noon in the Park. Sucn an assemblage of juvenile dirt and raggedness has not, we warrant, been before seen even in New-York. The nucleus of this funny crowd was of course the news-boys and the inky imps from the printing-offices in this quarter. Around them were gathered all sorts of boys -- big boys, baker-boys, apple-boys, rag-boys, and a sprinkling of "the boys" -- were on hand, and constituted a formidable phalanx of fury. The occasion of this juvenile emeute was a Policeman who had disturbed an important game of ball which was going forward. He had several times remonstrated with the sportsmen and represented the panes and penalties likely to be broken and suffered by them, but without effect, and at length got possession of the Ball, which he "pocketed" with the certainty of an old billiard-player. Instantly he was surrounded by a mob of juvenility, hooting, jeering and laugh<BR>ing at him and which constantly increased its numbers. He stood it very well, however, until a great strapping urchin of fifteen, up to his elbows in printers' ink, came up and puffed a cloud of vile cigar-smoke in the poor fellow's face. This gained the day. The Ball was given up, the Policeman dove into the recesses of the City Hall and the game proceeded.<BR><BR><BR>Those of you into 19c base ball and yet SABR members need to join. These are the kinds of things you are missing out on.<BR><BR>Jay