Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1894-12-22
RESCUED BY A BOXER.
The Adventure of an American Girl and
Its Strange Denouement.


Its Strange Denouenent.
This term respect, often AZ piled to
professional boxers, will seem very
strange, and yetit is the only ono which
defines the prestige with which those
heroes of pugilism are surrounded in
the United States, writes Paul Bcurget
in ''Outer Mer. {" in the Boston Herald
One Of my lady friends here, TO whom |
was speaking of this enthusiasm, told
mo how she owed her life to one OF the
most famous boxers of the west and
under circumstances SO singular that it
is worth while to report them in detail
She had dined and spent the evening in
one of the suburbs of the large town
which was then her home and was re-
turning in her carriage when she had
to cross a street which was full of
threatening people. She had fallen into
the turmoil of a big demonstration after
o prolonged and painful strike. Her
horses were compelled TO stop. She put
her head through the window out Of Gu
riosity, and an overwhelming clamor at
once saluted her appearance. The CLEAN
Of the electricity which lighted the
streets had just struck on some large
diamonds which sparkled IN her hair
This latter sign CT luxury, added to the
aspect of the brougham, the livery of
tho coachman and tho footman, and the
turnout of the harness, raised the indig-
nation of this famished crowd Fists
were extended; faces approached with
insults i'll their mouths. Il had taken a
long gold pin, said the young woman.
s'and was resolved to strike at the eye
OF the first one who came too near -
At that moment, and when she be-
Heved herself 10 bo i'll extreme danger
having only so feeble weapon, she saw
with terror a colossal form break
through the ranks of the crowd, push
ing people aside with so much authority
that sho took him for ono Of their chiefs.
Don t Be frightened at those wretched
people,, said the man when he was
near her. II will see to it. Only tell
Your coachman to advance. The young
woman once again leaned out of the
window, but this time the terrible cry
did not arise, and she gave her orders
TO her servants, who were overcome
with fright on their seats The brough-
am started, escorted by the unknown,
who simply rested his hand on tho edge
of the window. and the crowd separated
70 let TIE equipage pass. Once beyond
the strikers, the unknown salnted the
lady The coachman whipped up his
horses and started off at full speed,
The footman was still trembling ell
over as they reached the door Ct tho
house. lyon may imagine that / was
anxious to know by whom had been
saved. she continued, '.but the two
servants were Irishmen who had Just
arrived from Europe and who knew 10
body. The description which gave to
some of my friends who were acquaint-
cd with the personal appearance Of the
leaders Of the strike did not answer to
any of them. had therefore given up
the hope of knowing the name of that
mysterious protector, whom / saw con
tinually. with his thin face, naughty
and martial, his domineering look and
the ease, at once brutal and supple, of
his movements.
'.BuJ fancy, seven or eight weeks lat
Ell, as we found ourselves, my mother
and !, III q shop buying furs, disturb
anoe broke out at the door, / saw my
coachman of his seat and one of my
horses on the ground, and man, to-
tally drunk, fighting with the police.
recognized my savior and at the same
time found out his name ard the ex-
travagant exploit which he had just &C
complished. 1t twas John NJ V, the
celebrated boxer, who, under the iniin.
ence of alcohol, had bet that he wouiJ
fell q horse with his fist. Chance had ii
that this absurd wager brought him right
in front Of this store, and that he hat!
just happened tostrike one Of ny hcrses.
L was able to acquit myself, at all events
TO a certain extent, of my debt toward
him by preventing them from prescott
ing him for his act. although he did not
run the risk CT being condemned to a
severe punishment. He was too popu-
1ar