Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1881-03-05

Why n PiOuS Man Respected tia
MGmUTY of Il Prize FIGHTER.

From the San Francisco Chronicle
well-knOwn citizen. remarkable for bis I'M
ostentat1Ous benevolence and pety. stepped
into the Pioneer boathouSe ye5terd5 and asked
Mike Price:
"Where is Joe Winrowe have not seen him
around since got back from the East"
The athlete wherry rover pulled ont q copy
OF the Chronicle, and with tear In his eye read
notice OF the veterans death.
I'm sorry to hear It," said the pous GUS
toner.
Did you ever take any lessons from him -
the sculler asked.
GOOD gracious. nor said he; Il never put
on boxing glove In my life, and trust may
never be induced TO raise my hand In anger
against any one. They say Winrow was great
fighter.
You bet" said the sculler proudly.
do you Know said the p1ouS gentleman,
that l was acquainted with Winrow for sew
eral years before could bring myself to believe
he was fighter He was neighbor Of mine
for long time When he moved In some one
told me he was prize fighter, and expected
my surprise never saw him have a misunder-
standing with any one. He was ALWAYS SOBER
and pleasant. and noticed he used to stop and
chat with the little children. Everybody spoke
kindly OF him, and began to think there must
be some terrible mistake about the reputation
he had OF being desperate fighter. l doubted
whether he could fight at all, he was so quiet:
buC one day. down on Washington street, saw
him save little child from the wheels OF a milk
wagon. The driver, great buriy fei ow, took
no trouble TO avoid the little one and the child
would certainly have been injured and perhaps
Killed had not WlnrOW rushed In and seized
heI. The driver only jeered and would have
gone on had not Joe shouted out to him that
ne ought to be arrested. The fellow stopped at
once and commenced to use fearful language.
I've good mind, said he. TO get down and
give you licking
You'd better try It,, said Winrow who was
holding tire little girl by the hand. If you step
down l Ii break your jaw, you Dig ruffian.'
The driver jumped down at once and made
rush az Joe, and / really tTemoled for him for
his assailant was ferociOus looking fellow, and
great deal heavier and stronger. The Old man
did not seem TO be bit scared though. He lust
lifted the little child away few feet and then
turned and threw out his right hand at the
driver, and the fellow went down like a log. I
was astontshed beyond measure, for the old
man did not seem to make any extraordinary
eXert1on. The driver got up at once and made
another rush at Joe, and the Old man threw out
party again as II he had been shot. | was more
surprised than ever for the second blow seemed
TO stun the fellow. and he lay for some time on
his back In the mud. Then he turned over and
craWled on his hands and knees to the wagon
and Climbed up Ia daZed sort OF way to the
seat and drove off. ! noticed that his face was
covered with blood When twas all over took
the old man by the hand, and the first thing
knew was complimenting him, though never
thought | should De found pralsing man for
striking another down on the street The Old
fellow only laughed though.
"'Oh, that's nothing said he. Why, the
duf1er couldn't lick ten-year-eld boy. | don't
b'jieve he knew how to hit me II l stood and let
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