St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1895-07-29
INTERRUPTED AN EDITORS NAP
Maj. BlOss Fired at His Visitor
and Then Threw the Pistol.

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| Washington Post.
| Major Bloss, back in the latest
| '70S," said a worker on newspaper
row, "fiourished as the editor in
chief of the Kansas City Times. Dr.
| Munford was the publisher, but
| Bloss was the active agent who got
out the paper. On one occasion dur
| ing his editorship of the Times Bloss
was lying on the sofa asleep, and
except for the major, deeply asleep,
and Billy Baker, the Exchange editor,
the place was deserted. Suddenly
man came up to whip the editor.
He was a big, forcible man.
Who wrote that?' he Kissed,
| striding up to Baker and showing
! the casus belli under his alarmed
nose.
Let me beg of YOU urged Baker,
edging away as first step towards
an understanding, to bear always in
| mind that 1 didn't write it; More
over, 1 don't know who did. How
ever, if you will come up at o'clock
this evening the gang will be here,
and I've no doubt little research
on your part will turn up your par
ty"
The man who wanted to whip the
editor said he'd surely come. That
his life had but one purpose now,
and that was to find the fellow who
wrote that article and made an ex-
ample Of horror of him. Just as he
was departing malicious idea
struck Baker
Through the first round said
Marx to me in confidence, the big
brute didn't do a thing. He acted like
he couldn't lift his arms. He had the
lonesomest hands 1 ever see. They
| didn't visit me onct. / thought his
arms was lead or maybe he was drunk.
When went to me corner I says
to meself, Marley, me boy, that dub
can't fight" and 1 made up my mind
to lick him. At first thought I'd lick
him in the second round, but remem-
bered l had friends in the audience
| who wanted to see a good time, so
| decided to have fun with Sullivan in
the second round and kill him in the
third: l goes through the second round
rapping and tapping the man, when
and where 1 liked, and me friends yall-
ing with delight.
While l was waiting for the third
| round began to figure on how I'd
| spend the $500 the big muff was going
| to give me, and wond cred why I'd
never found out was a fighter before.
We had just stepped UP for the
! third round and 1 was gettingTready to
| drop me man, when suddenly, as if
| by accident, Sullivan hit me a slap
with his left hand on the side of the
| race that sorter stood me on my heels
and before I got back to my feet he
smashed me with his right hand and
me light went out. 1t was like I'd run
against the pole of a dray.
Just before went up for the third
round l noticed it was 10 O'Clock.
When l came. to myself I asked the
nurse at the hospital what time it
was, and she said:
Half-past H.
So all got out of the go was two
hours and half sleep
After Marx came to grief" con-
tnued Mr.. Sterrett, Galveston, with
her eye insultingly on Dallas, reared
up a fighter, whose first name was
Herman, but whose last I've forgot
provincial. They used to tell in the
Galveston papers about this fighter
they had and call him the Pride of
galveston and Local Ajax and things
IKE that. This man was put up to
from Australia. The local papers wrote
columns about How Herman Trains
what Herman Eats and told how far
ne could run, and how often he smote
the bag and skipped the rope, and how
he wrestled with a bear.
Well, I'll tell you what happened
to Herman, The Pride of Galveston
and the Terror of the Gulf From this
point tbs story of Herman is brief and
sad. The day came and the Galveston
papers mad six men each present to
report the combat, and it lasted lust
ten seconds Mr. Gre on strolled up
10 the Pride of Galveston and did
something which experts called "a
short-arm blow and which, it seemed.
MI Creedon had brought with him
from Sidney for just such men as The
I Terror OF the Gulf and that settled
It Herman was knocked out In ten
seconds. The papers which had ar
ranged to fill four columns with the
hight had to write about Romans and
the giadiators and Greece and the Olynn-
PIC games: The story of Herman's
night didn't make a stick and was
padded at that. OF course, Galveston's
pride was wounded and Dallas laughed
Dallas ever since"