The daily Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1873-1877, 1874-11-25

men to get the war senator upon his legs'
but he threw up the sponge at once, WITH
out any further effort to punish Conkhng.
The only remark he was heard to make
was "Damn strange" and III fix him
yet" a. -
gather in a social way, and it was not long
after the above occurrence when Chandler
receiyed another invitation to come up to
his house and spread his legs under Conk-
lings social board. Chandler sent back
word that he regretted very much bis ina.
bility to be present, but he had guest az
his house, valued constituent from Mich
igan, and he could not leave him. Conk,
ling sent back word, Bring your friend
along" With this form Of invitation
Chandler consented to come up. lie
brought his friead with him, and intro
duced him as Mr.. Howard, of Detroit, Men.
;gan Howard was sad-eyed man OF DIT
fdent manners, who contented himself with
no cling q very close attention to themes OF
ne h;Il of fare rather than to join in the
General conversation of the dinner table.
Gambling was in great glee during the DIN
ner. He ted over and over again the sto-
~ Of Chambers discontinue as boxer,
and never semed to tire OF asking hlm
what he thought of his ability to lick any
man ia the United States. Chandler took
all these remarks in an absent'mlnde,d way
as it. suddenly, he had become lifted above
any such petty ambition OF cohsidellne
himself fine athlete. After dipner Conk-
ling led his guest into the gymnasium iof
A general smoke and chat. n
Come" said he pleasantly. to chanu
Ter. don't you want another bout WIN 'iie
lives ?" and then CoDklng laughed asaih
IN his most cheerful, turkey-gobbler STYLE
q he put on "a pair Of gloves :,
mo, | don't want 10 box saiu
Chandler: hut perhaps my, lneno mere
would consent to amuse you. lurhlng 70
Mr. Howard, Chandler remarked, You
box, do you not :"
Mr.. Howard still looked sad-eyed and
absent.minded He did once know some
thing about it, but it was such long time
ago. So.
Come, come" said Conkling, "let us
have friendly bout. | wont hurt you.
Evidently the great New York Senator
was pning to knock some one down. The
sad eyed Mr.. Howard, evidently fatter,ed
at the prospect of being knocked down by
so distinguished map, began slowly to
nut on pair of gloves. AS he was draw,
ing on the gloves Chandler was observed
to walk down little to the back ground;
A coptented look was on his face, and
every now aAd then he would raise his
huge right foot up under his swaying vol
luminous coat tail and give himself con
gratulatory kick, expressive OF rapture,
The sad eyed man now came forward
and the round began. Conkllng was tor
proceeding at once to knock his opponent
down. and he would have done so had he
not found great difficulty in getting any.
where near the sad eyed man. The affair
eliminated by the sad,eyed man
suddenly rushing forward and landing u
thunderbolt of fist between Conkling :
ewes. The Senator went over like big
tree, and rolled into the corner Of the
room. where he lay for moment stunned
by the cuncussion, He was heard 20 say
altcrwaYd that he thought IA house had al-
len N him.
ConkHng had enough of boxing for once.
i Chandler made several pleasant little re
marks about the skill OF his friend Conk-
ling, which were not received in the most
cheerful way, Judge OF Conkllng' $ feelings
the next day when he learned that Chand
Ter had played joke upon him by giving
Mr.. Howard 800 to come up aud bounce
Mr.. Cunkliug. The Mr. Howard Of De-
Itrpit. Michigan, was none other than Jcm
Mace.