The semi-weekly messenger. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1897-1908, 1897-09-17
BUDDY JONES' DUEL.

OF LhdI tA"~ 1884,
posed for the week, and We picked out
the places from which to work. OF
course the first ten of the esquisse
men had first choice. So, no matter
how early you got up, and how reso-
lutely you held to your first row tabou-
ret, chaps like Roubault, or Marioton,
or the little Russian, whom we nick
named ChOubersky, or H~aushaulder,
or the big American-"This animal Of
Buddy Jones"--all strong esquisse men,
could always chuck you out when they
came, which they did about 10 o'clock,
when everything had quoted down.
When two particularly big, quick
tempered, obstinate and combative
men try to occupy a space twelve in
ches square simultaneously, it gives
rise to complications. We used to
watch and wait for these fights (after
we had been chucked out o~urselVes),
and make things worse, and hasten
the crisis by getting upon the out
skirts of the crowd that thronged
about the d~isputants and showing with
all our might. Then one of the dis
putants would be jostled rudely
against the other, who would hit him
in the face, and then there would be
a wild hooroosh and a clatter OF over
turned easels and the flashing Of whit
ened knuckles and glimpses Of two
fierce red faces over the shoulders Of
the crowd, and everything wOuld be
pleasant. Then perhaps you see an
allusion in the Paris edition Of the
next mornings Herald to the "hru-
tai and lawless students"
/ remember particularly one fight
quite the best L ever saw at Julian's,
or elsewhere, for the matter of that.
1t was between Haushaulder and Gilet.
Haushaulder was a Dane, n six feet
four. Gilet was french, and had a
waist like Virginie's. But Gilet had
Just come back from his three years
army service, and knew all about the
savate. They squared off at each
other, Gilet splitting like a cat, and
Haushaulder grommelant under his
mustache. This animal Of a Buddy
Jones'" the big American, beloved to
separate them, for it really looked like
a massacre. And then, all at once,
Gilet spun around, bent over till his
finger-tips touched the floor, and, bal
ancing on the toe, dashed out back
ward with his leg at Haushaulder,
like any cayuse. The heel of his boot
caught the Dane on the point OF the
chin. An hour an forty mute later,
when HauShaulder recovered con-
seriousness and tried to speak, we found
hat the tip Of his tongue had been
sliced off W his teeth as if by a
pair Of scissors. 1t was a really un-
fortunate affair, and the government
very nearly closed the atelier because
of it. But This animal of a Buldy
Jones'" gave us all his opinion of the
savate, and announced that the next
man who savated from n cause
whatever "aurait affaire avec lui, oui
aVec lui, ere nOm!"
Heavens! No one auriat voulut aft
aire avec cette animal de Buddy Jones.
He was from Chicago (but, of course,
he couldn't help that!) and was taller
than even H~aushaulder, and much
broader. The desire for art had come
upon him all of a sudden while he was
studying law at Columbia. FOr This
animal Of a Buddy Jones'" had gone in
to law after leaving Yale. Here we
touch This animal of a Buddy JOneSS"
great weakness. He was a Yale man!
Why, he was prouder of that fact than
he was of being an American, or even
a Chicagoan-and that is saying much.
Why, he couldn't talk of Yale with
out his face flushing. Why, Yale was
almost more to him than his mother.
I remember, at the students ball at
Bulliers, he got the Americans together,
and with infinite trouble taught us all
the Yale "yell'' which he SwOre was a
transcript from A~ristophanes, and for
three hours he gravely headed a pro-
cession that went the rounds of the
hall bawling "Brek! Kek! Kek! Cock!
Cock" and all the rest of it.
More than that "This animal of a
Buddy Jones' had pitched on his Var
sity baseball nine. In his studio
quite the sweetest in the quarter by
the wayne had a collection of balls
that he had pitched in matched games
at different times, and he used to show
~ ON, +n 1,r rayynront1V and If wa were
especial friends, would allow us to ham
die them. They were all written over
with names and dates. He would ex-
plain them to us one hy one:
This one" he would say, Il pitched
in the Princeton game, and here's two
I pitched in the Harvard gane-hard
game that-Our catcher gave Out-
guess he couldn't hold me with a grin
of pride), and Harvard made it inter-
esting for me until the fifth inning.
when l made two men fan out one
after the other, n then, just to show
'em what I could do, filled the bases,
got three balls called on me, and then
pitched two inshoots and an out-curve,
just as hard as 1 could deliver. Printz,
of Harvard, was at the bat. He struck
at every one of them-and famed out
Here's the ball I did it with. Yes, sir
Oh, 1 car pitch a ball all right
Now him Of that! Here was this
man, This animal or a Buldy Jones,
a Beaux Arts man. one of the best
color and line of men on our side. who
had three esquisses and five figures
ION the wall' at Julian'S (any Paris
art student will know what that
means), and who was in fair way to be
chosen to compete in the PriX de Rom
concors. and yet the one thing he was
proud of, the one thing he cared to be
admired for, the one thing he loved to
talk about, was the fact hat he haC
pitched for the Yale Varsity baseball
nine.
All this by way Of Introduction.
I wonder how many Julian men Their,
are left who remember the affair'
CANINE? Plenty. / make no doubt, TO
the thing was of a monumental char
acter. 4 heard Roubault tell it at thu
NDead Rat" Just the other day