High, V/ide and Hand some RevengeHERE wm a time when the short Mister High of Avn, 111., wore aBrooklyn uniform, and it follows that there was a time when Brooklyn fans pursed their tongues between their lips rxhalM and produced what is known as a rasp y, a form of salute !os originated with an incensed deaf muttFull many a raspberry, full blown, was aimed at the short Mister High when he slaved and perspired in a small-sized Brooklyn uniform in 1922, 1923 and 1924, for the Brooklyn fans took exception to the manner in which Andy Highsolicited a high infield fly.The fans favored a direct approach and a certain catch, while Andy favored a fcigzag approach and an uncertain catch.I mean to say that Andy High was a sucker for an infield pop.Yet, as the years coursed along, a terrible resentment was born and cradled in the bosom of the little Mister High.Some day, he said, those Brooklyn.rowdies will sow what they have reaped in raspberry seeds, or maybe they will reap what they have sowed. The point is Irrelevant and only the Department of Agriculture will squabble over a technical point like this.Brooklyn today is reaping the raspberry seeds which they planted.High, on successive days, has beaten Dazzy Vance and Adolfo Luque,although so far as I know, Vance or Luque never aimrd a raspberry atthe abbreviated High. The Innocent have suffered with the gurly The non-raspberry party has been creased down the skull with the sam bat that bludgeoned the raspberry party.Now, if Brooklyn racketeers actually kidnaped Flint Rhem, St. I.ouis pitcher, and forced him, at the point of corkscrews, to drink himself into a slate bordering on unconsciousness, I can onlv say that the racketeers kidnaped the wrong guy. They should have left Rhem sober and forced squat Andy High to get drunk.It would be an expensive process to get High drunk in a high, wids and handsome manner.High is a coffee drinker, and in the coffee he dunks cake, plain or fancy. If Brooklyn racketeers had kidnaped Andy High, it is probable that he would have drunk all the coffee in Brooklyn and dunked rr.cstof the cake in that borough by this time.On a team that boasted the two-handed drinker. Alexander, and the equally thirsty Flint Rhem, High v.as a pan:tv. I’? v. . a iVuikrrANDY HIGH• %a oi l:w»and a cake clunker at that, which is the la dunking art.When Rhem Saved AlexRHEM, who drinks out of North Carolina, certainly pulled one t ht out of his hat when lie alleged that racketeers had kidnaped him on the eve of the second Brooklyn-St. Louis game and soaked him in alcohol so thoroughly that he needed a weathervane to find Ebbets Field.The North Carolinian has never been at a loss for explanations of his drinking bouts.Some years back, when he and Grover Cleveland Alexander wore trading milk punches on the Cards, Rhem tried to drink Alex under the table. Up to tlic eighth highball, they were neck and neck, but from then on, Rhem faded to a bleary hiccough.Called up on the carpet to explain this broach of training rules, Rhem turned in a classic. “I was trying to keep Alex sober, he testified. Every time Alex ordered a cocktail, I drank it so he wouldn't get stiff. I admit 1 was drunk, but 1 did it for Alex and the team.A fellow with an imagination like thet hovhl kr vrl'i** Larry Kent, the Paramount prexy.—c-t for