Later Career and Accidental Death
Grant played for the Cuban X-Giants in 1903. After Sol White's Philadelphia Giants were defeated in the 1903 "colored championship", White overhauled the team including hiring Charlie Grant to replace Frank Grant (no relation). In 1905, Charlie Grant, White, shortstop Grant Johnson and third baseman Bill Monroe were considered one of the best infields in Negro League history. Grant and the Giants won the championship in 1906. He also played for the Fe club in 1906. He later played for the Lincoln Giants, Quaker Giants, New York Black Sox and Cincinnati Stars, last playing in 1916.
Grant's 1918 Draft card reveals he was living at 802 Blair Avenue in Cincinnati, Ohio. He lists his mother as a contact at the same address. And he also lists his employment as "janitor" at the same address as his home, through a company called "Thomas Emery and Sons."
In July 1932, Grant was killed in an unusual accident. While seated in front of a Cincinnati apartment building where he worked as a janitor, a passing automobile hit him after its tire exploded. Grant was buried in Spring Grove Cemetery and his grave is a short distance from fellow second baseman, Baseball Hall of Fame member Miller Huggins.
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