From The National Game, 1911:
Mike Donlin(top), who, with McGraw, Mathewson and Bresnahan three years ago formed the backbone of the NY Giants, has probably quit the game for good.
He and his wife, Mabel Hite, are now in vaudeville.
Donlin came to the St. Louis team ten years ago as a pitcher, but Ed McKeon was all to the bad and Mike was put in to play short-stop that Sunday. Say! But he was a wonder! The whole town was talking about the sensational work of the southpaw short-stop.
But the next day and the next-a difference. Mike bruised the fences with balls he kicked out of the diamond. Then he was tried at first. Not much better there, though the way he could slam the horsehide had the fans daffy with delight.
Mike won further fame by giving Schreckenghost (sic) (bottom left) a fine licking one evening while the team was about to start a trip. Schreck said Mike had a million dollar arm and a ten-cent head. No good Irishman could stand that from a Dutchman, so the fight went on. There was no one but Mike around when it was over.
Mike came from Pennsylvania originally, but as he played ball in California before coming to the National League he is now claimed as a native son by that State. They do that with all the boys who tarry a few minutes in California and then become proficient in any line of sport out there.
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