There was ease in Casey’s manner as he stepped into his place;There was pride in Casey’s bearing and a smile lit Casey’s face.And when, responding to the cheers, he lightly doffed his hat,No stranger in the crowd could doubt ’twas Casey at the bat. Ten thousand eyes were on him as he rubbed his hands […]
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