The Emporia news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1859-1881, 1874-12-18
Washington Cor. Pittsburg Leader.

ned with Conkllng, and the lattel
= lnvelgled 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.
K. The bout, however, was OF
very short duration. Chandler
suddenly received 8 blow between
the eyes, which caused the huge
senatorial form to go over back
ward; 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 SELL
atOr upon his legs; but he threw
up the sponge at once, without
any further effort to punish COnk-
ling. The only remark he was
heard to make was, ''Dam strange~
and 'Tll fix him yet
Conkling and Chandler were
much together in a social way,
and it was not long after the above
occurrence when Chandler receiv-
ed another invitation to his house
and spread his legs under Conk-
ling's social board. Chandler
sent back word that he regretted
very much his ability to be pres
ent, but he had at his house q
guest, a valued constituent from
Michigan, and he could not leave
him. Cohkling sent back word,
"Bring your friend along" With
this form of invitation Chandler
consented to come up. He brougt
his friend with him, and introduc-
ed him as Mr.. Howard, of Detroit
Mich. Howard was a sad-eyed
man of diffident manners, who con-
tented himself with paying G very
close attention to the themes of
the bill of fare, rather than to Join
in the general conversation at the
dinner table. Conkling was in
great glee during the dinner. He
told over and over and again the
story of Chambers discontinue,
and never seemed to tire of asking
him what he thought about his
ability to lick any man in the
United States. Chandler took all
these remarks in an absentminded
way, as if suddenly, he had been
lifted above any such pretty am
bition of considering himself a
fine athlete. After dinner, Conk-
ling led his guest into the gym
nasium for a general smoke and
chat.
"Come," said he, pleasantly, to
Chandler, dent you want another
bout with the glOves?" and then
Conkling laughed again in his
most cheerful, turkey gobbler
style. as he put on pair of
gloves.
mo, 1 don't want to box" said
Chandler; "but perhaps my friend
there would consent to amuse
you" Turning to Mr.. Howard
Chandler remarked: "You box,
do you not?'
Mr.. Howard still looked sad
eyed and absent-minded. He did
once know something about it, but
it was such long time ago.
"Come, come" said Conkling,
''let US have little friendly bout. |
I won't hurt you"
Evidently the great New York
senator was going to knock some
one down. The sad-eyed Mr..
Howard, evidently flattered at the
prospect of being knocked down
by so distinguished a man, began
slowly to put on pair of gloves.
AS he was drawing on the gloves,
Chandler was observed TO walk
down q little to the background.
A contented look was on his face,
and every now and then he would
raise his huge right foot under b is
voluminous coat tail, and give
himself congratulatory kick, ex-
pressive of rapture.
The sad-eyed man now came for
ward, and the round began. Conk-
ling was for proceeding at once
to knock his opponent, down, and
he would have done so had he not
found great difficulty in getting
anywhere near the sad-eyed man.
The affair illuminated by the
sad-eyed mans suddenly rushing
forward and landing a thunder
bolt of q fist between Conklin's
eyes. The senator went over like
. great tree, and rolled into the
corner of the room, where he lay
for q moment stunned by the con
cussion. He was heard to say af-
terwgrd 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 Conkling, which
were not received in the most
cheerful way. Judge of Conk-
ling's feeling the next day when
he learned that Chandler had play
ed joke upon him by giving Mr..
Howard $I00 to come up and
bounce Conkling. The Mr. How
ard, of Detroit Mich, was none
other than the notorious pugilist,
Jem Mace.