The Ketchum keystone. [volume] (Ketchum, Idaho) 1885-1899, 1888-02-11
TWO STORIES OF SULLIVAN.
Men who claim to have Cowed the Big
One With the Help Of Firearma
st. Paul Globe.

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remarked a we'll known sporting
man in the presence of a Globe re-
porter the other night. 81 know it's
true, because 1 happened to be an
eyewitness of the transaction my
self. When the big slugger was in
st. Paul recently, on the exhibition
tour, he carried a load of wine most
of the time, and showed his ugly
disposition on all occasions. But
he got the worst Of it once at the
hands of a St. Paul alderman. 1t
happened this way:
Sullivan and Alton Taylor en-
tered the ticket Office of a certain
road in this city to procure trans
portation to Milwaukee for the Sui
livan combination.
John L. brought his fist down
on the counter with terrific force,
and, leering at the aldermanic
ticket-seller, blurted: "My name is
Sullivan-John L. Sullivan. / got
my combination here, an l want to
go to Chicago an stop off at Eau
Claire. Gimme tickets, theatrical
rates. Saying this the champion
pugilist slammed a roll of bills
down in front of him and looked
tired, as if the length of the speech
had wearied him.
"The alderman replied, politely !:
I don't think I am authorized to
sell you tickets at theatrical rates,
sir, unless you get an order from
the general passenger agent
"The prize fighter growled: Say,
do you know who l am? Gimme
tickets at theatrical rates, now, an
no more monkey business
ayes, | know who you are. You
Just told me your name was Sulli-
van. But it don't make any differ
ence who you are; l can't sell you
tickets at theatrical rates without
an order from the general passen-
ger AGENT replied the alderman, a
little nettled by Sullivan's furious
tones.
Sullivan did not reply, but quick
as flash he drew his right arm up
and tried to catch the alderman
back of the head, intending to
bump his nose on the counter. The
alderman was too swift for him,
and sprang nimbly out of the way.
His aldermanic blood was up. Be-
fore his movements were under
stood he walked back to the safe,
opened the door, and pulled out a
big six-shooter. With the weapon
in his hand, he turned back to Sui
livan and remarked indiferently !:
"That kind of business don't 60
here, Mr.. Sullivan. You take a
walk"
"Sullivan was speechless but he
had the caution enough to back
away few steps, and Steve Taylor
took him by the arm and pulled
him toward the door. Come on
out O. here, John,' he said. you
don't want to have any trouble
here Sullivan backed out and
when he got pretty near the door
the alderman laid the revolver down
under the counter and nonchalantly
picked up a newspaper. Sullivan
saw this and suddenly breaking
away from Taylor, dashed toward
the gate leading inside the counter.
But the plucky alderman was just
a little too smart for him. In an
instant the gun was in his hand,
cooked, and the muzzle leveled
straight at Sullivan's head. The
champion stopped short, trembling
with fear and rage.
"'D-n you, sir; you make
another move this way and Iii
blow a hole through your carcass,
you dirty cur, and there'll never be
anything said about it either Ad-
vancing as he talked, the alderman
showed the revolver close up to the
face of the big slugger, who stood
paralyzed with fear and continued !:
you think you're great man. LII
let you know, you sneaking dog,
that you can't bully me. You turn
your head around, now, and move
out of that door, or the coroner
will have business with you before
morning. Git =
sullivan turned in a dazed sort
of way and Steve Taylor pulled
him along. The alderman kept
close behind and the slugger in
creased his gait and sneaked out
into the street on dog trot."
It was on the same trip that Sui
Ivan and Sheedy, his manager, had
little scene down in the corridor
of the Merchants Hotel. 1t is a
well-known fact that Sullivan was
afraid of Sheedy, and although he
threatened many times to do up
Pat, he always concluded to wait.
His discretion probably saved him
his life. On the occasion in ques-
ton Sullivan approached Sheedy
and complained that the receipts
of the night before had been tam
pered with.
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