Cricket 1893
AUG . 81, 1898 OBICK^Tg A WEEKL* BECORD OF THE GAME, 881 As the averages of the Yorkshire Wanderer8 during their recent Dutch tour have not yet appeared, as far as I know,in any cf the sport ing papers on this side, their figures will be of interest. BATTING AVERAGES. Tim es W. Hill ...........33 H. O stle r ...........11 W.H. Ingham ... 13 H. Lead beater 7 J. B. H att...........20 E. Peate ........... 9 s. K. Jackson ... ll R. W . W illiams 6 T. P. Cooke ... 31 H. B. Grotrian 12 X. Eaker ........... 5 W . H. Ramsay 6 R. W. Smith ... 5 J. E. Greaves ... 4 Most in Runs, an Inns. Aver. 226 ... 53 ... 20.55 180 ... 47 ... 18 196 ... 43 ... 36.33 74 ... 40* ... 12.33 81 ... 28 ... 18.50 72 ... 21 ... 10.29 96 ... 26 ... 9.60 , 45 ... 17 .... 9 83 ... 20 ... 7.64 67 ... 27* ... 6.09 17 ... 11 ..., 5.67 17 ... 7 .... 4.25 21 ... 6 ... 4.20 1 .... 1 ... . 0.25 BOWLING AVERAGES. Overs. Mdns. Runs. WVts. Avrr' E. Peate ......... . 203.4 ... 104 ... 311 .,.. G< ... *.9 \ K. w . W illiam s... 34 ... 13 ... 58 .... 9 .. . 6.41 H. Ostler ......... . 159 3 ... 60 ... 226 ... 29 .. . 779 A. Baker ......... . 52.2 .,.. 25 ... 68 . 8 ... 850 H. Leadbeater .. . I ll ... 40 ... 172 ... 20 ... 8.60 R. W. Smith ... 5 ... 0 ... 31 . ... 1 ... 11 'V . H. Ramsay .,.. 4 ... 0 .... 33 , ... 1 ... 13 8. R. Jackson .. 2< ... 11 ... 36 ... 2 ... 18 W. K. Ingham .,,. 8 ... 3 ... 9 . ... 0 .. AFTER THE MATCH. (Brighton, 26th August). I t was the captain who began it in his affable way, so let all the blame fall on him. ‘ Well, laddy,’ he said, ‘ W e' an right after all, beaten them to smithereens, eh ? ’ There was silence for a moment, till the Oxonian grasped the situation. *Yes, we’ ve done them Brown,' he drawled. ‘ I guess it’s as big a Sell a(r)s they’ ve known.’ Then the pros., headed (naturally) by the Pudsey pro fessor, took up the running. ‘ They liu{r)nt er very good county,’ he got so far when Davie chimed iu ‘ but we’ve dun-i-differ thing to beat ’em so easy.’ This finished the business, peels of laughter almost b hirst the roof off. Every eye was turned on Bobby, he blushed, then said recklessly ‘ there’ ll be some de- }acks{h)on Lancashire way,’ and ru3hed for the door, followed by the XI. in hot pursuit. We m->un[t) say whether he was caught, but nio(o)r(e) rows of varied kinds amazed the spectators However, there we leave them ; Yorkshire, we hope, (w)ull yet be Champions often, we mu9t a ward all the team the praise which is due, and finish with the wish, ‘ Let eM B(e) (H )aw kw ard to beat in the future as they have been in the past.’ M e t r o p o lit a n C r t c k e t readers, to the majority of whom he was well known, will learn with deep regret the news of J. B. Bettington’s death. The all-round cricket of the brothers Bettington was of great use to Guy’ s Hospital for several years. In addition, unless I am mistaken, they were actively i Jeutified with Kensington Park and other clubs in the neighbourhood of London, for some of which J. H. has done good service this summer. J. B., who had not long returned to Australia, lost his life just recently through rlrowning. His death will necessitate J. II.>s speedy return to Australia, if only for a time. A c u r io u s incident occurred to the Captain of the Gentlemen of Ireland team in their match against the Surrey Club and Ground at the Oval last week. A ball from T. P. Harvey hit J.M. Meldon,who was batting. At the same time, as far as one could ju d g e from the pavilion, it seemed to have disturbed some of the whitening on the crease, to ju d g e by the slight cloud that arose. It really was the emission of smoke from the batsman’s pocket due to the ignition of wax vestas in a metal match box therein. Oddly enough there were no further effects, as the explosion was con fined to the box, which was U L in ju re d . The box with the charred matches is still in evi dence. It will be retained in the establish ment as the latest addition to a long list of cricket curios. T h e heartfelt sympathy of every C r i c k e t reader will go out to Sir John Llewelyn and his family in the great blow that has recently fallen on them. W . D. Llewelyn, who died last Thursday from the effects of a gun accident, was following in the worthy footsteps of a father who had himself the keenest interest in cricket as well as indeed in every kind of manly sport. At Eton, as well as sub sequently, the younger Llewelyn had shown himself to be in the front rank of players. Latterly, too, he had been taking interest iu the development of cricket in Glamorganshire, and, as captain of the eleven, would un doubtedly have brought it into a prominent position, as his father, who was in some way at one time a sponsor for E.M. and W.G., did the Old South Wales Club, for whom “ the Master ” made his first big score twenty-nine years ago. One of the saddest features in connection with the fatal accident to young Llewelyn was that he was shortly to be married to a daughter of Lord Dynevor. “ So your match on Saturday was spoilt, w asit? What spoiled it ? " “ Jupiter Pluvius poured cold water on it. That would spoil any match ! ” The appointment of the Rev. Allcock to the head mastership of Highgate School will at least ensure for the boys there a Head actively in sympathy with cricket, as well as no doubt with other sports. Mr. A. is the eldest of three brothers, all of whom graduated at Emmanuel College, Cambridge, all of them clever mathematicians, and at the same time, all capital cricketers. Good enough to play for tfcerir college as well, as {or the University Long Vacation Club, they were not quite class enough to get into the Cambridge Eleven. A.E.’s all-round cricket, like that of his brother C.H., was so well appreciated by the executive of the Staffordshire County C.O. that he was played for the county, aud with success, on many ocoasions. For the last thirteen years he has been a master at Wellington College. A v a c a n c y has just been created on the executive of the Surrey County Club by the death of Mr.J. B. Scriven. Though only elected to serve on the Committee at the end of last year.his business capacity had already made it self felt. An old Cambridge man and cricketer, he was heartily in sympathy with the best traditions of tbe game. Particularly con scientious and painstakingiu all he undertook, he would have been of great assistance in the administration of Surrey cricket had he been spared. As it is, his kindly disposition and cheery presence will be greatly missed. He died suddenly at Dover on Monday last. W h a t e v e r may be the lights or wrongs of the strained relations of whioh so much has been made in Gloucestershire cricket, the news that W.G. has resigned the captaincy of the County eleven can not fail to awaken regret. The GloucestershireClub would never have been in existence, it certainly could not have flour ished as it did for many years, had it not been for the active help of the brotherhood of which W.G. has been the bright particular star. As he is not the kind of man to make such an announcement without due consideration, it is to be feared the report must be taken au serieux. In any case Gloucestershire must be the loser. No doubt, like everybody else, he has made mistakes. Still, W .G.’s errors, few as they have been, have been, as everyone will admit, due to nothing but excess of zeal. On the other hand his labours for Gloucestershire cricket can never be repaid. E N G LAN D -PA ST AND PRESENT. (After Beadina Nyren’s “ Young Cricketer 8 " Tutor .” ) [Prom Baily's Magazine for September.] But for an hour to watch them play, Those heroes dead and gone, And pit our batsmen of to-day W ith those of Hambledon ! Our Graces , Nyrens, Studds , and Wards, In weeks of sunny weather, Somewhere upon Elysian swards, T o see them matched together ! Could we but see how Small withstands The three-foot break of Steel , If Silver Billy's “ wondrous bauds” Survive with Briggs or P eel ! If Mann , with all his pluck of yore, Can keep the leather rolling, And, at a crisis, notch a score, When Woods and Hearne are bowling ! No doubt the Doctor would bewitch His quaint top-hatted foes, Though, on a deftly-chosen pitch, Old Harris bowled his slows; And Aylward , if the asphodel Had made the wicket bumpy, Would force the game with Attcwell •And Stoddart collar “ L um py” When Time of all our flannelled hosts Leaves only the renown, Our cracks may join those f imous ghosts That roam on Windmill Down, Where shadowy crowds will watch the strife, And cheer the deeds of wonder, Achieved by giants whom in life A century kept asunder. A lfred C<. ch ran g .
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