Los Angeles herald., 1890-10-30
THURMAN ADMIREs PueILTsM.

THURMAN ADMIRES PUeILTsM
The Old Roman in Ecstasies Over His
Grandson's Apparent Prowess.
Lee Thurman, grandson of the "Old
Roman" played center field for Colum-
bus during the exhibitions at Newark
and GAINESVILLE. He is member of the
University of Virginia team.
1t was always Allen G.. Thurman's
ambition to see his grandson an Al ath-
lete, and though he worshiped the boy
sionally punctilious to CALLING degree
about his studies. The Romans concep-
tion Of studies was rather Greek, and at
that they suggested penchant for the
Spartan school rather than that of Ath-
ems. Mathematics, classics, literature,
ethics, logics and all the other cs and
ologies might go for all he cared, but he
swore by the nine gods and the United
States of America that the boys athletic
education should never be neglected as
long as old Allen had a law practice and
a leg to stand upon.
When the boy got into his teens it
tickled the progenitorial heart to see
how willingly he applied himself to his
SO called studies, and with the object of
still further facilitating the youth he
sought around among the precincts of
Columbus for fit and proper tutor. At
that time old Bob Farrell was running
gymnasium in the town.
"Can you make an athlete out of my
grandson, professor?" asked the "Old
Roman"
II can, SIR" promptly responded the
ex-prize fighter.
"Make him able to lick any one of his
size. eh?"
click anything as walks, sir" said
Billy.
Young Lee was entered as pupil at
once, and remained in the institution for
some time. One day about three months
later the boy came home pretty early,
and his grandfather inquired how he
was getting along with his studies.
"Oh, pretty fairly, sir" said the
youngster.
'Can you box, eh?"
"a bit, sir"
j
"Think SO, SIR"
"An under cut, eh? Now, don't try to
deceive me. Can you give an under cut,
eh?"
"Oh, think so, SIR
"What about a swing? Now, it's no
good attempting to .revaricate. Can
you give swing, sir?"
Eyes sir"
"And fetch him under the chin with
your right?"
But though to every question the
youngster responded in the affirmative
the "Old Roman" was as doubtful as
Thomas the apostle.
"You will have to prove what you
say" said he. "Put on your hat and
we'll go down to the gymnasium"
Arrived at the professors academy
Mr.. Thurman ordered the tutor to put
on the gloves with the pupil, and then
told them to blaze away.
Bob Farrell shivered on the horns of a
dilemma If he licked the boy the old
gentleman would swear he had not
taught him to defend himself. If the
boy licked him the Roman would think
he was not a competent instructor.
The fight began with the proprietor
on the defensive. The boy gave an
opening which Bob let pass without at
tempting to take, in vain hope that the
grandfather would not see.
"You idiot" roared the old man,
'why didn't you catch him that time?
Hit him in the neck, there, Leel Smash
his jaw for himl Hooraw, boys! Give
it him, there, professor!"
Farrell bowled over the boy with a
right handler in the mouth and the Ro-
man went into ecstacies. He went over
to the youth and warned him.
"Hit high, my boy" said he, chit
high. His face guard is weak. Knock
his face out"
The contestants closed again. Bob got
in one on the boys neck and he WINGED.
"Why didn't you return on his nose?'
roared the lawyer.
The next chance he got-and Bob slyly
gave him plenty-he touched the pro-
fessor's nose and the claret spurted
freely.
"Glorious, my son!' shrieked the
grandfather. 'Give him another like
thatl Glorious, my boy! You're your
own fathers son. Gloriousp
Another opening and Lee got in or
his tutors neck and the professor dropped
like felled bullock. Hesimply refused
to be revived; nothing they could dc
would pull him together.
"He's knocked de stuffin' out er mel
he moaned, whereat the Roman huggei
his grandson. Well, Bob Farrell fakei
through his faint to the intense joy o.
all parties, and when he came around the
"Old Roman" gave his boys tutor $40.
There was no happier man in the STATE
of Ohio that day than Allen G. Thur
man, and big load was lifted off th'
old ex-prize fighters heart.-Cincinnat
'Times-Star.
The Fatal Ring.
I was told singular tale of a rint
while on a recent visit to Pari
morpue. For nearly 100 years certain