The Arkansaw traveler., 1888-03-31
HE IS A FAITH Puo1L1sr.
.Minneapolis Journal.

Minneapolis Journal.
 "I am pugilist," remarked dap per young man as he entered the store of John Donaldson, the we'll l-known Minneapolis sporting man, the other
 "Ah, a prize-fighter. eh2" replied Donaldson, with supicious air.
 Pardon me, no. said I was a pugilist."
 "Oh, you are, are you. We'll, then, l don't want to talk with you. What we want in this country is fewer pug lists and more fighters. I don't think that have time to talk to you."
 "I suppose that l am the greatest pugilist in the world," announced the dapper young man easily, as if he was making the most common state ments. "Even men who are much heavier than am fall victims to me-"
 "Ugh" grunted the sporting man in tone of intense disgust. .-
 "You notice that do not talk like other pugilists. Well, my method of fighting is just as different. I have never lost battle"
 "You don't look much like pugil- ist. You ain't strong enough to whip lamp-post. But mebbe you've got some science?"
 "You have struck it exactly. I have more science than any man that was ever in the ring. I am invinci- ble," announced the dapper man in the same quiet tone that he had employed in the former remark.
 "Who have you metp" asked the sport in tone of greater respect.
 "That is immaterial. If I 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 in wonder.
 "You are the greatest fake I've struck lately" Donaldson announced. "Why, you have ho more muscle than clam."
 "But did I not tell you that my methods were not those of the ordin- ary prize- fghter?"
 "Yes, but you said that you had sci- ence, and a man who had spared at all would have more muscle than you have"
 "But, my dear sir, you do not un- derstand. My science is not the vul- gar science of the prize ring. I do not depend upon upper cuts, counters and cross-counters to win my battles. have something higher"
 "Eh, what! !" calculated the sport.
 "My friend, am a Christian scien- tist and have adopted the ring as a profession. Therefore am invincible. Let me explain. You know that we believe that there is no such thing as pain or illness. It is all imagination. Now do you catch the idea? Let me explain further. When I am in the ring and man hits me, I know that it is all imagination if it hurts. It is all a trick of fancy. Now by bringing my strong will-power to bear, can overcome the feeling, and the blow will not hurt me in the least. When l am hit knock down blow, I will refuse to be knocked down, for I know it IS all imagination that makes me think that should fall. After I have been in the ring few times, I will get so that will not be conscious of being hit at all. I can turn the feel ing aside with mere effort of will. So you will see that it will be utterly impossible for any one to knock me out. Now, do you 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 younger man easily, without waiting for an answer. "He would not be Christian scientist. It will be long time be- fore pugilists adopt it, although they all will eventually, and then prize fighting will come to an end, for then it will be impossible for one man to knock another out. But until they do l shall be the greatest fighter in the world, for although they canno' hurt me can punish them all that I want to, and knock them out when I please. We'll, good day, sir; I see that you are busy. Pll drop in to- morrow, and then we can arrange a match with Ike Weir, the Spider" and the young man passed out whist ling merry tune.