Gold Hill daily news. [volume] (Gold Hill, N.T. [Nev.]) 1863-1882, 1877-06-25
HEALTHY FEEDER.
Sam Davis In she Ring with Judge
bob Fsrrall Of San Francisco
The Nevada Chsmpion victors'

Sam Davis. . Comstock parsgraphist
has gained for himself something Of . 70
putation as . receptacle for cooked victuals
He Is sometimes called . travelling Com
missary Department. When no was bohe'
mianizing on tho San Francisco papers
Sam was frequently oppressed by the gnaw'
ings Of hunger. and an invitation to . good
square meal was q thing not to DO refused
One day Sam went OF . picnic excursion
Picnic excursions will make anybody hun
CRY. Sam was perfectly vo~racious. Judge
Bob Ferrall was one Of the party. and after
the lunch was spread he began 70 growl
because, AZ he said. there was not enough
grub for one hungry man. meaning him
self. It 20 happened that q lady. whom we
will call Mrs. browning, was also u OF
the party. Sam had occasionally eaten at
her board, and she knew OF his extraordi-
nary astronomical abilities to her great
cost and sorrow.
Quoth she: "Mr. Ferrall, you need not
plume yourself upon your ~food.containing
capacity. There arc many people who can
discount you ct your own game"
Forthwith answered the Judiciary repre-
sentative: begging your pardon. Mrs.
Browning. you must permit mo TO Mo q
denial Of tho allegation. Please produce
proofs" -,
"will you make II an obJectf' asked
the lady. who knew she had a'point:,'
She felt like n stock broker holding Cali.
fornia on n 20 per cent. margin n the
big bonanza In sight. Ferralls sporting
blood was boiling. He calmed himself.
and In . legal tone replied:
"Ill bet you . pair Of gloves"
MAKE II twoi" asked tho fair one.
Eyes. four II you wish. am hungry
enough to call II eight"
Eight goes"
"Sixtsenf"
"Thirty-two."
"Shake hands," The wager was net-
tied. Meanwhile Sam sat modestly In his
corner. awaiting the end Of tho argument.
When asked to produce her man Mrs.
browning led forth the bashful wight.
Ferrall laughed them TO scorn.
why" said he. 81 can eat rs much ~
that STRIPPING and then take him Is part Of
the dessert" by this timo the excite
ment had become general. and the betting
was wild. the two champions selling about
equal In the pools. MI. browning. who
was playing for oven, bet q cool hundred
on Sam. The seconds pitched up for the
lead. and the choice was taken by Mrs.
Browning. Under her direction Mr.. Da-
Wis started Oh tlis first round with q dozen
ham sandwiches. That was Ferrall'n
strong suit. and the way ho threw his por-
ton out Of sight was enough to dlscour-
age any ordinary man.
Round Two-0nc Jar Of picked onions.
Both men In excellent condition. The
pickles were intended for o ~stiinulant 10
greater excrtions.
Round Three = Sardines and bread.
Both sides confident. The stakes were
doubled. Just as Mrs. drowning was do
liborating upon the next thing to pre-.
scribe. ono Of Ferrall's political enemies
whispered in her car to try him on chick.
en-. That was q settler. II was o foul
blow-an unexpected stroke below the
belt. Ferrall cannot eat chicken at all,
while Sam can get away with half q dozen
without ever shifting his eyes. The Judge
struggled manfully with his pullet. but
every bite stuck In his throat. lie began
10 show signs Of distress. and n he saw
Mrs. browning getting ont four moro
chickens, he retired 10 his corner. and,
after a few words with his hackers, threw
up the sponge.
Sam then started In AMI had something
to eat. His claim for tho championship
has never been disputed from that day to
this.