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...turning-Batsman Bert Haas could almost count the stitches -but took a wicked dip just before he swung. Haas barely ticked the ball, which dribbled a few feet. It was an easy put-out at first. Roared Haas: "That was that sweat ball!" The sweat ball (which is a spit ball parading as an accident of nature) is illegal. But the umpire shook his head and the game went on. Schoolboy Rowe of the Philadelphia Phillies grinned; whatever it was, that pitch had gotten him out of many a tight spot...
Everybody wanted his money. It seemed to John M. Davis that he couldn't spit, scratch or let down his galluses without somebody scheming up something to do with it. His relatives wanted it. Everybody else wanted it-they wanted him to build a hospital or a swimming pool. For all he knew they wanted him to build a fly, locust and grasshopper hatchery. John M. Davis was damned if he'd give them a nickel but he couldn't figure out what to use it for, himself...
When the Vanguard crossed the equator, the traditional ducking was omitted as too undignified for royalty; instead the Princesses became members of the Order of Shellbacks (traditionally permitting them to spit to windward except in the presence of one who has rounded Cape Horn), with a simpler initiation: ship's petty officers doused their noses with powder and fed them pills. Warned that the pills might be made of soap, Margaret refused to touch them until her big sister ate one and assured her it contained a cherry...
...Spit V Image. But Hummon and Harris were undismayed. They sent a reassuring message to the Atlanta "interests" who had backed Old Gene and to the country "wool hat" boys, who had elected him. The message: Hummon was just like his pappy. He chewed corn pone, had Old Gene's cowlick, and stood foursquare for white supremacy and the white primary...
...liked Canada's unrationed clothing and the crisp climate, had disliked her French Canadian in-laws mainly because father-in-law "would sit there and spit through his teeth at the fire. Well, maybe you've got to spit some time, but not through your teeth-and not all the time...