George T. Stallings

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22 Mins.; One. George T. Stallings, the miracle man of baseball, came to bat at the Palace Monday night with nothing but a prayer and a few pieces of note paper. The marvellous smile, of which page after page has been written was a very nervous person when he appeared before the Palace audience, so nervous a mere sneeze from the gallery would have sent him right through the roof. But nobody sneezed and nobody wheezed and George went right through his little task of earning that $1,500 like a major, once he wound up, and finished the expected hit amid loving cups, floral pieces, and the usual introductions that go along with the engagement. Stallings formally apologized for his presence and after announcing he was totally unprepared for the ordeal, proceed to tell of his troubles with the Boston Braves and his fun with the Athletics. He delivered his little talk in a nice even tone, continually pacing up and down the stage. A fine looking type of athlete, he is brimful of personality and with a few more shows should overcome the nervousness and proceed to develop into an attraction. Always remaining, of course, in the classification of freak acts. Occasionally he provoked a rousing hand during the little spiel, but threw a damp chill over the assembled fans when he rebuked them for their fickleness. Needless to say the house was packed to the rafters. Johnny Evers, the utility man for vaudevilling baseball players, was introduced, and at the finale, Bozeman Bulger presented Stallings with a loving cup. Stallings makes a good pulling card and while he is a bit wild in control just now he will undoubtedly become accustomed to the glare of the footlights and soon be able to get them over the plate quite as well as Mike Donlin, Rube Marquard or even “King” Cole.

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