This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1914 edition. Excerpt: ... escape route if he so desired. But the fear of fire was not his real reason for this attitude, as later developed. Jennings found his man looking heavy eyed and falling off in his batting one season, and began to suspect that he was not taking the best of care of himself. Therefore, he set a watch on him to see that he went to bed in good time. When Jennings kicked to him about his sluggishness, he complained that he was ill. "I believe," he said, "that I must have a touch of malaria, and it has taken all the 'pep' out of me." One night this particular player, who had been loafing around the lobby of a hotel talking to Jennings, finally rose, stretched, yawned, and said: "Well, me for the hay to see if I can't get back some of this old ' pep.'" "That's the stuff," answered "Hughie," heartily. The player walked to the elevator in full view of the manager and climbed aboard. After watching the elevator for a while, Jennings met some friends and went off to a quiet place where they fell to discussing baseball so vigorously that the meeting was not terminated until about four o'clock in the morning. While Jennings was waiting to ascend in the elevator in which the boy was sleeping while it was stopped at some upper story, he saw a familiar figure roll into the lobby. Jennings ducked behind one of those property palms that you find in every hotel lobby where the player could not see him. Then he waited until the wanderer had pushed the elevator button three or four times. At last, the boy was awakened, and the car appeared. Jennings slipped out from behind the palm and climbed into the elevator. "Do you walk in your sleep?" inquired "Hughie," sardonically. "I thought you were going to the feathers about half-past ten." "A friend of mine was...