The New Orleans bulletin. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1874-1876, 1874-11-29
A GOOD STORY, TRUE OR NOT.
HOW SENATOR CHANDLER GOT EVEN WITH SEN
ATOR CONKLING.


Washington Correspondence of the Pittsburg
Leader.]
Chandler loves to boast of his strength.
Upon this particular occasion he raised his
arm over the table.
"See my muscle" said he; can lick any
man Of my size anywhere, if l am an old
man; that is because | am scienced in the
business But won't lick man unless he is
a gentleman. Now, when a man tells damlise
about me, my way is to go and HEX him; if he
is gentleman. Now look at Don Pot:
(Piatt); he tells more damlise about me- and
would lick him, but Don Pott is no gentle
man. George Townsend / was going to lick
once for telling damlie about me; and !
hunted for him for over a week. but before l
found him | learned that he was no gentle
man, and so his hide was saved.
Chambers great hobby is his skill as a
pugilist Roscoe Conkling is also a great
boxer. He has a private gymnasium in his
residence at Washington, where after dinner
ne invites such Of his friends as are gymnas-
tically inclined for a friendly little bout with
the gloves. Conkling is very good amateur
boxer, and as he is very large, powerful man,
he generally has it his own way with the
guests who are bold enough to put the gloves
on with him. For some time it was an open
dispute between Chandler and Conkling which
was the better boxer of the two. Chandler
would, after every dinner party of which he
was a member, calmly assert that he could lick
any man of his weight in the United States.
One day last winter Chandler dined with
Conkling, and the latter inveigled the great
war Senator into the private gymnasium.
The gloves were donned, and the two doughty
champions began to make graceful Senatorial
passes toward one another, according to the
most approved rules of the P. i. The bout,
however, was Of very short duration. Chand-
Ter suddenly received a blow between the
eyes, which caused the huge Senatorial form
| to 60 over backward his trusty legs failed
him, and then he sat down SO hard that tears
| came out of his eyes, 1t took four men to
get the war Senator upon his legs, but he
threw up the sponge at once, without any
further effort to punish Conkling. The only
| remark he was heard to make was. "Damn
strange" and "I'll fix him yet.
Conkling and Chandler were much together
in social way, and it was not long after the
above occurrence when Chandler received an
other invitation to come up to his house and
spread his legs under Conl1ling's social board
| Chandler sent back word that he regretted
very much his inability to be present. but he
| had guest at his house, valued constituent
J from Michigan, and he could not leave him.
| Conlling sent back word, ''Bring your friend
| along With this form of invitation Chand-
| Ter consented to come up. He brought his
friend with him, and introduced him as Mr..
Howard, OF Detroit, Michigan. Howard was
contented himself with paying very
close attention to the themes of the bill OF
fare rather than to join in the general CONVEX
| sation Of the dinner table. Conkling was in
great glee during the dinner, He told over
and over again the story Of Chambers dis
comfture as hoax. and never seemed to tire
of asking him what he thought OF his ability
to lick any man in the United States. Chan
dler took all these remarks in an absent-mind-
ed way, as if, suddenly, he had become lifted
above any such petty ambition Of considering
! himself fine athlete. After dinner Conkling
led his guests to the gymnasium for general
| smoke and chat.
Come" said he pleasantly, to Chandler,
''dont YOU want another bout with tbs
gloves 2" and then Conkling laughed again ii
his most cheerful, turhey-gobblex style, as he
put on pair OF gloves.
'sNo, don't want to box" said Chandler
'sSut perhaps my friend here would consent te
amuse YOU" Turning to Nh. Howard Chand
Ter remarked, ''You box, do you not ."
. Mr.. Howard still looked sad-eyed and ab
.ent-minded. He did once know something
about it. but it was such long time ago.
! ''CCnl3s COME Said COnhiiHS, stS As SI.A'
o friendly bout. Hwon't hurt you"
Evidently the great New York Senator was
pining to knock some one down. The sad
eyed Mr.. Howard, evidently tiattered at the
prospect Of being known by SO distinguished a
man. began slowly to put on a pair OF gloves
As he was drawing on the gloves Chandler was
observed to walk down little to the back
ground contented look WAS on his face,
and every nov and then he would raise hi,
huge right foot up under his swaying vo.umi'
nous coat tail and give himself a congratula
+; tory kick, expressive of rapture.
| The sad-eyed man now came forward, and
the round began. Coniling was for proceed
ing at once to knock his opponent down, ant
he would have done SO had he not found
! great difficulty in getting anywhere near the
sad-eyed man. The affair eliminated by the
landing o thulderbolt of a fist between Conk-
ling's eyes. The Senator went over like big
tree, and rolled into the corner OF the ROOM
where he lay for a moment stunned by tho
conclusion. He was heard to say atterwar6
that he thought house had fallen on him.
/! Conkling had enough of boxing for once
Chandler made several pleasant little remarks
about the skill of his friend Conk.ing, which
were not received in the most cheerful way
Judge of Conkling's feelings the next day
when he learned that Chandler had played 6
joke upon him by giving Mr.. Howard 500 te
come up and bounce Mr.. Conklng. The Mr.
Howard Of Detroit, Michigan. was sloaa otle.
than Jim Mace.
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