The Ketchum keystone. [volume] (Ketchum, Idaho) 1885-1899, 1888-03-24
he IS A FAITH PuGILIsT.
So Guarded by Will that None Can
Knock Him Out.

POI y'uu6 AAOA oC hO OA1CASN U4AS
store of John Donaldson, the well
known Minneapolis sporting man
the other day.
"Ah, a prize fighter, eh?" replied
Donaldson, with a suspicious air.
Pardon me, no. l said l was 8
pugilist."
"Oh, you are, are you. Well
then, l don't want to talk with you
What we want in this country is
fewer pugilists and more fighters.
| don't think that l have time tc
talk to YOU"
II suppose that l am the greatest
pugilist in the world" announced
the dapper young man easily, as il
he were making the most common
place statements. even men who
are much heavier than l am fall
victims to me-"
ugh !" grunted the sporting
man in a tone of intense disgust.
"You notice that l do not talk
like other pugilists? Well, my
method of fighting is just as differ
ent. l have never lost a battle"
"You don't look much like pu'
gilist. You amt strong enough to
whip a lamppost. But mebbe
you've got some science?"
You have struck it exactly. !
have more science than any man
that was ever in the ring. | am in
vincible," announced the dapper
man in the same quiet tone that he
had employed in the former remark.
"Who have you metz" asked the
sport in a tone of greater respect.
THAT is immaterial. If told
you, YOU would not believe me.
But when you have seen me fight
you will not question further"
Lets see you strip" commanded
the sport.
The greatest fighter on earth did
as he was bid, and the sport held
up his hands il. wonder.
"You are the greatest fake I've
struck lately" Donaldson announ-
ced. why, you have no more
muscle than clam"
"But did l not tell you that my
methods were not those of the or.
binary prize-fghter?"
"Yes, bat you said that you had
science, and man who had spared
at all would have more muscle than
you have
"But, my dear sir, you do not
understand. My science is not the
vulgar science of the prize ring.
do not depend upon upper cuts:
counters, and cross-counters to win
my battles. / have something
higher"
"Eh, what y calculated the sport
"My friend, l am a Christian sci,
enlist and have adopted the ring as
profession. Therefore l am in
vincible. Let me explain. You
know that we believe that there is
no such thing as pain or illness. 1t
is all Imagination. Now do you
catch the idea? Let me explain
further. When l am in the ring
and a man hits me, l know that it
is all imagination if it hurts. tits
all q trick of fancy. Now by bring.
ing my strong will-power to bear, l
| can overcome the feeling, and the
blow will not hurt ME in the least.
When I am hit knock-down blow,
I will refuse to be knocked down,
for 1 know that it is all imagination
that makes me think that l should
fall. After I have been in the ring
a few times, / will get so that l Will
not be conscious of being'hit at all.
/ can turn the feeling aside with a
mere effort of will. So you will see
that it will be utterly impossible
for any one to knock me out. Now,
do Won not see how just Is my
claim"
But the sport was too dazed to
make a reply.
"But my opponent would not
have this advantage" continued
the young man easily, without
waiting for an answer. "He would
not be a Christian scientist. 1t will
be a long time before pugilists
adopt it, although they all will
eventually, and then prize-hghtlng
will come to an end, for then 1t will
be impossible for one man to knock
out. But until they do l
shall be the greatest fighter in the
world, for although they cannot
hurt me can punish them all that
| want to, and knock them out
when 1 please. Well, good day,
sir; see that you are busy. III
drop in tomorrow, and then we can
arrange a match with Ike Weir, the
Spider" and the young man passed
out whistling a merry tune.-Min-
neopolis Journal.