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Saturday, December 20, 1890
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[from Brunell's column] No one knows, outside the chiefs of the old and new leagues, how nearly gone the old one was and how ready to do business in the line of saving themselves the old people were when Messrs. Johnson, Talcott and Goodwin walked into that parlor at the Fifth Avenue for the first conference. In an hour Messrs. Talcott and Goodwin had shown the National League people how poor we were, and then it was a case of a one broken man outbluffing the other. We were in it at that angle. The old folks had their own game going then. The proper conference committee could have paved the way for a fair and beautiful settlement that evening, for the National League people had no idea but that we were all right financially and they knew how disfigured their own features were. They were ready to do anything, wipe out name, consolidate, compromise, receive players and everything else. But when it dawned upon them that we were as financially defaced as they themselves their game was easy. Then came individual dickering, distrust and the condition of things as they exist to-day.
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Sporting Life
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Richard Hershberger
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Initial Hershberger Clippings
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