CHAPTER XXIII. WITH OUR FRIENDS IN THE ANTIPODES.

That night after the gentlemen of the party had donned their dress suits

and the ladies their best bibs and tuckers, we repaired in a body to the

Royal Theater, where a large and fashionable audience had assembled to

bid us welcome. The theater, presided over at that time by Jimmy

Williamson, an American, was handsomely decorated for the occasion with

American flags, and as we took our places in the private boxes and in

the section of the dress circle reserved for us, we were greeted with

round after round of applause.

After the closing act of "Struck Oil," in which both Mr. Williamson and

his wife appeared, our entire party passed through the box circle to the

stage, upon, which we were arranged in a semi-circle facing the

audience, which cheered us heartily as the curtain rose.

Just as the curtain went up a kid in the gallery, who must have been an

American, who at some time in his career had seen me play, and to whom

my face and form were familiar, cocked his head over the rail and

shouted in tones that could be heard all over the theater, "'Rah for

Baby Anson," a salutation that came so unexpectedly that it almost took

my breath away and that caused both audience and players to laugh

heartily. Mr. Daniel O'Connor, a member of the Australian Parliament,

then introduced us to the audience in a brief address that was full of

kind allusions to the country that we came from and eulogistic of our

fame as ball players, he referring particularly to our pluck in coming

so far without any guarantee against financial loss or artistic failure

except our own confidence in the beauties of our National Game and in

the sport-loving spirit of the Australian people. He tendered us a

hearty welcome on behalf of the Colonies, and bespoke for us a generous

patronage on behalf of the lovers of square sports, both in Sydney and

elsewhere.

To this address Mr. Spalding responded for the American ball players in

happy fashion, his remarks being greeted with generous applause on the

part of the audience, after which we returned to our seats to witness an

after-piece illustrating in farcical style the evils of Chinese

immigration, and then, returning to the hotel, we were introduced to

many of the leading business men of the city, remaining up until a late

hour.

At eleven o'clock the next morning we again assembled in the office of

the Oxford for the purpose of making a formal call upon Mayor Harris at

the City Hall, and as we drove through the principal streets to our

destination we were greeted all along the line by cheering and

enthusiastic crowds. We were received in the Council Chamber of the City

Hall by the Mayor, who was dressed in his official robe of purple and

ermine, and who escorted us across the hall to his chamber, where an

elaborate lunch awaited us, and the champagne corks were soon popping in

lively fashion. The Mayor's speech of welcome was what we Americans call

a "dandy," and I wish right now that I had a copy of it in order that I

might reproduce it for the benefit of my readers. He stated among other

things that, while he did not understand the game of baseball thoroughly

himself, yet he thought well enough of it to predict that in time

Australia would have a league of her own, the professionals of which

would be able to hold their own with the professionals of the United

States. He then tendered us the freedom of the city during our stay, and

bade us make ourselves at home. This address was responded to in our

behalf by U. S. Consul Griffin, after which his Honor again arose to

remark that so long as America treated Australia with the kindness and

consideration that they had in the past, the Australians would do their

best to make it pleasant for their American cousins while they were on

Australian soil.

"My reason for believing that our athletes will emulate your ball

players," concluded the Mayor, "are manifold. In the first place, we

have adopted your American ideas of trading, and we have managed to

scrape up material enough to beat you! best oarsman," here his Honor

turned toward Ned Hanlan, the ex-champion sculler, who had quietly

entered the room and taken a seat near Mr. Spalding, the reference

securing a cheer for the modest little athlete from the members of our

party, "and," continued the Mayor, after the applause had subsided, "if

all Americans will yield the palm with as good grace as Mr. Hanlan has

done, we will entertain as high an opinion of them as we now do of Mr.

Hanlan." After responses to the Mayor's address had been made by Messrs.

Spalding and Lynch, and a dozen or more toasts proposed and drunk, we

gave the Mayor of Sydney three cheers and a tiger and returned to our

hotel, feeling certain that if all Australians were like the ones we had

met thus far, a good time in Australia was assured to us.

We played our first game in Australia that afternoon upon the grounds of

the Sydney Cricket Association, and it is but fair to say that we had

nothing in the United States at that time, nor have we now, that will

compare with them either for beauty or convenience. The playing field,

with its covering of green turf, was as level as a floor and was

surrounded by sloping lawns that were bright with flowering shrubs,

while the club houses were models of their kind. The great annual

foot-races at Botany that afternoon, and the horse-races elsewhere

proved to be strong rival attractions, but in spite of them, and of the

threatening weather, 5,500 people had assembled to see how the American

National Game was played. Fortunately the members of bath teams were on

their mettle, and the result was a game full of exciting features from

start to finish, the pitching of Teller for the Chicagos and Healy for

the All-Americas being of the gilt-edged order, while the fielding and

base-running of both teams was up to the mark. At the end of the first

inning the game was a tie, each team having scored four runs, and it so

remained until the ninth inning, when the All-Americas sent a man across

the plate and scored the winning run in what proved to be one of the

hardest fought games of the entire trip. At the end of the sixth inning

there was an interval of fifteen minutes, and during that time we were

received at the Association Club House by Lord Carrington, who was at

that time Governor of New South Wales, and who gave, us a warm welcome

to the Colonies and wished us every success in introducing the game in

Australia. After Mr. Spalding had thanked Lord Carrington for his good

wishes on behalf of the players, and we had cheered everybody from Lord

and Lady Carrington to Queen Victoria, we returned to finish the game,

being heartily cheered by the crowds as we again took up our positions

on the diamond. That exhibition gave the game quite an impetus in

Australia, where it is now quite popular, thanks, I believe, to the

visit of the American ball players.

The ride back from the grounds was an enjoyable one and after dinner

there was a general exodus from the hotel on the part of the tourists,

who were determined to see everything that there was to be seen and to

let no opportunity in that line escape them. Just how Mrs. Anson and

myself passed the evening I have forgotten, but that we passed it

pleasantly I am certain, for how could it be otherwise in a place where

everyone had combined apparently to make our visit a pleasant one, and

where nothing was left undone that could add to our comfort and

pleasure.

The following day, Sunday, was bright and beautiful, and in parties we

drove over the city and its suburbs, going, among other places, to

Coogee Bay, the fashionable watering resort of the Sydney people, and a

beautiful place, too, it is. Sydney Bay was in itself a sight well worth

seeing, when viewed from the surrounding hills, and the "Point," from

which a magnificent view is to be obtained, impressed one with its

rugged grandeur. Many of the residences of Sydney are extremely handsome

and picturesque, and Mrs. Anson and I picked out more than one during

the day's outing that we should like to have owned, that is, providing

that we could have moved both the house and its surroundings back to

Chicago.

The next morning the Chicago and All-America teams played their first

game of cricket on the Sydney grounds, Messrs. Spalding, Wright, Earl

and George Wade doing the greater part of the bowling, and this game

resulted in a victory for the All-Americas by a score of 67 to 33. I had

been bragging considerably during the trip in regard to my abilities as

a cricketer, and was therefore greatly chagrined when I struck at the

first ball that was bowled to me and went out on a little pop-up fly to

Fogarty. This caused the boys to guy me unmercifully, but I consoled

myself with the reflection that they had to guy somebody, and if it were

not me then somebody else would have to be the sufferer.

That second afternoon we played our second game of ball in Sydney, in

the presence of some 3,000 people, the batteries being Baldwin and

myself for the Chicagos and Healy and Earl for the All-Americas. It was

another pretty exhibition on the part of both teams, the All-Americas

finally winning by a score of 7 to 5.

We played our first game with the Australian Cricketers the next day,

and, though we played seventeen men against their eleven, we were

ignominiously beaten, the Americans making 87 runs while the Australians

ran their score up to 115, for only six wickets, the game, which had

begun at eleven o'clock in the morning, being called at four p.m., to

allow of another game of base-ball, which resulted at the end of five

innings in another victory for the All-Americas by a score of 6 to 2,

both teams being too tired to do themselves justice. The cricket game

was the last of its kind that we played in Australia, and I am confident

now that had we been as strong in bowling as in fielding we would have

beaten the Australians at their own game, though our batting on this

occasion was also decidedly on the weak side.

That night we attended a banquet tendered us by the citizens of Sydney,

at the Town Hall. Two hundred plates were laid in the reception hall of

the big building, the columns, dome, and windows of which were almost

hidden by the English and American flags with which they were draped.

The marble floor was covered with soft carpets and great banks of cut

flowers and rare plants were arranged on every side, while at the end of

the hall a raised platform had been built upon which a musical and

literary entertainment was given after the banquet. That banquet at

Sydney was certainly a memorable affair, and one that overshadowed in

magnificence all that had gone before. The toasts, which included "The

Queen," "The President," "The Governor," "Our Guests," "The Ladies,"

"The Press," and "The Chairman," were responded to by U. S. Consul

Griffin, Daniel O'Connor, M. P., John M. Ward, Leigh Lynch, Newton

McMillan, E. G. Allen of the Sydney Star, and others, after which

followed a musicale in which some of the best amateur and professional

talent in Sydney took part, the cornet solos of Mrs. Leigh Lynch being

the bright particular feature of the entertainment. Mrs. Lynch, who was

formerly a member of the Berger Family of Bell Ringers, is a most

accomplished musician, and one that afterwards helped us to while away

many an hour when time would otherwise have hung heavily on our hands.

The next afternoon we were to depart for Melbourne, and as we had

nothing else to do we spent the greater part of the time in strolling

about the streets and in bidding farewell to the many friends that we

had made in Sydney. With button-hole badges of the Stars and Stripes and

red, white and blue bands on the soft straw hats that we wore, it was an

easy matter for the Australians to distinguish us wherever we went. At

the Grosvenor Hotel we all assembled about an hour before departure, at

the invitation of the Hon. Daniel O'Connor, to bid farewell to himself

and to other prominent representatives of New South Wales. Here we were

handsomely entertained, and when we left to take our seats in the

special train that had been prepared, it was with cheers that fairly

shook the rafters. My memories of Sydney are all pleasant ones, and it

was with sincere feelings of regret that I left the many friends that I

had made while there.

The coaches in which we journeyed to Melbourne were built in the English

style, with compartments, and are not nearly so comfortable as the

sleeping and drawing-room cars to be found in America, and had the old

gentleman been with us I am afraid he would have kicked loud and long

over the poker playing facilities that they afforded. The road itself is

excellently built, however, and the country through which it runs rich,

fertile and well wooded. It was a little after nightfall when we got

supper at a small way station, after which we proceeded to rest as best

we could. At 5:30 in the morning we were routed out on the borders of

the Colony to have our baggage examined by the custom house authorities,

which caused Mrs. Anson and myself but little annoyance, as we had left

all our dynamite at home on the piano. At 6 o'clock we were again on the

way and at eleven o'clock that morning we pulled into the station on

Spencer street in Melbourne, where quite a crowd was waiting to greet

us.

The Reception Committee, made up of American residents of Melbourne and

members of the Victorian Cricket Association, met us with four-in-hand

drags appropriately trimmed with the American colors, and as we entered

them and drove up Collins street we felt that we were the observed of

all observers. At the Town Hall we were received by Mayor Benjamin and

the members of the City Council, and here a crowd of several thousand

people had assembled to bid us welcome, which they did in the hearty

fashion of the Australian people, who are as warm-hearted and as

hospitable a class as any people that I ever met. In the audience hall

up stairs, was a great pipe organ, and there we were treated to some

beautiful music by the town organist, Mr. David Lee. The rendering of

"Home, Sweet Home," carried us back again to the land that we had left,

and as the strains of "God Save the Queen" rang through the hall we

stood with uncovered heads until the music died away along the lofty

corridors. In the Mayor's private room a generous lunch was awaiting us,

and among those present to receive us were the Hon. Mr. Choppin, Consul

General of the United States at the Melbourne Exposition; Mr. Smyth,

Acting Consul; the Hon. J. B. Patterson, D. Gaunson, and Messrs. Smith

and Pierce, together with a large delegation of the lovers of outdoor

sports, including cricketers and base-ball players. The Mayor's speech

of welcome was a plain and hearty one, and was followed by addresses of

welcome by the Hon. Mr. Smith, of the Victoria Cricket Association;

Acting United States Consul Smyth and Mr. S. P. Lord, the latter being

introduced as "an old Colonist, who came from America in 1853," and a

"base-bailer." Mr. Spalding followed in a brief speech, expressing our

appreciation of the cordial welcome that had been accorded us and hoping

that the Victorians would take as kindly to the game itself as they had

to its exponents, after which Captain Ward and myself were called upon

to say something, which we did to the best of our ability, though I

somehow have never managed to acquire fame in the speech-making line,

and would rather play ball at any time than make even a few remarks,

that is, unless I could talk to an umpire.

Brief addresses by Mayor Wardell, Town Clerk Fitzgibbon and Mr. David

Scott followed, after which we were driven to the Grand Hotel, where we

found most comfortable quarters and a good dinner awaiting us.

This hotel was in close proximity to the exposition buildings, the

Treasury building, the Parliament building and the Fitzroy Gardens, and

was convenient to a great many of the objects and places of interest

with which Melbourne abounds. One feature of the hotel, and one that

greatly pleased the majority of our tourists, was the fact that a number

of pretty colonial girls were employed in nearly every department,

they waiting on the table and taking the place of the bellboys, in

fact, doing everything except to fill the positions of porter and

baggage-smasher.

That evening, at the invitation of Manager Musgrove, a partner of Mr.

Williamson of the Royal Theater, in Sydney, we occupied a full section

of the dress circle in the Princess Theater, where we witnessed a

splendid production of "The Princess Ida," by an English company. At the

end of the third act we were called out to drink the health of Mr.

Musgrove, who informed us that the door of his theater were open to us

at all times.

It was after midnight when we returned to the hotel, and so tired were

we that we were glad to go at once to our rooms without stopping for the

customary chat in the office or corridors, knowing that we had yet to

make our first appearance as ball players before a Melbourne crowd, and

must rest up if we wished to make even a creditable showing.

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