The San Francisco call., 1899-01-01
~ UPERvIsOR ELECT PHELPS is
happy, happy in the possession of
official power and of some of the

~ UPERVISOR ELECT PHELPS is
happy, happy in the possession of
official power and of some of the
~ fruits that come with public au-
thority. Many who witnessed the
Green-CreedOn fight on Friday night may
have seen the beaming and self-satisfied
countenance OF the Supervisor. Many
may have seen his patronizing, "Cappun
Delany" look Of official superiority as
he reflected with himself that he had as
serted his Supervisorial dignity before it
belonged to him and had received a pass
that admitted him a spectator 10 the
match Of pugs.
Supervisor Phelps has broken a munici-
pal record. He has distanced even the
staggering "Cappun" and his odorous as
sociates of the Solid Eight" 1t will be
remembered that the official gall of the
"Cappun' sweled within him and he
forced his way and that of some of his
friends without paying into the Pavilion
where Green tried to fight Wolcott But
that was when the "Cappun" had Super
.yisorial vote and it was policy to endure
his presence. Supervisor Phelps has de-
manded the same privilege before his de-
voted shoulders have been enveloped in
the mantle of the "Cappun." The result
of Mr.. Phelps demand was some what
different from those that followed De-
lanys raid. The story is not uninter-
esting.
. Mr. Phelps ingenuously feels that he is
already public character, not a public
mark. and that everybody beyond the
peighborhOOd in which he lives already
knows him. incidentally Mr.. Phelps has
received the honor of a caucus nomina-
tion of place upon the License Commit
tee of the new Board ofSuperVisOrs. This
committee is the court of Judgment for
pugS and their managers. Without the
Endorsement of this committee prize fight
ers would have to try to earn decent
living or elevate the morals of the city
by going somewhere else.
On Friday night Mr. Phelps was bend
ing the willing hinges of his arm in a
Powell street resort and he reflected upon
these facts. He was in three days to be-
ccme one of the arbiters of prize fighters
and their local existence. The Supervisor
was in company that speaks for itself.
He was with the "Cappun" and with two
men very well known TO local i'll fame as
eT-SuperVisors Britt and Haskins.
With these apt tutors at his elbow Su-
pervisor Phelps worked a bluff that made
the "Cappun' almost faint and forced
Britt and Haskins to grab the bar for
support. Phelps caught glimpse of j.
). Groom, who is one-half of the National
Athletic Club. which was to present
Green and Creedon to an admiring public
that night. Phelps, with some dignity,
walked toward Groom and bowed severe
ly to him. Il suppose you know me-
said the new member of the License Com
mittee, patroniZingly.
Groom is an adept in what is commonly
called the bull con" He knows every
body who wants to buy ticket and no
body who wants a pass to see a fight.
"Oh, yes; l know you,' he replied.
''Glad to see you. How are you?
The new member of the License Com
mittee was not concerned about his
health He insidiously remarked about
the License Committee and then looked
for a CLEAN Of answering intelligence,
sometimes expressed in wink, from
Groom. The managers face was as
blank as that of a Chinese peddler with
out a license tag. Groom refused to un-
derstand. Phelps went further. With an
admirable imitation of the "Cappun's" air
of unconcern he spoke of the duties of
the License Committee and Of his pros
pective labors as very energetic mem
Der of it.
Groom's blankness faded into look of
horror He was talking to a member Of
the new committee.
"Oh, yes" he declared. extending his
hands and grasping one of Phelps effu-
sively. "Oh, yes. of course, you are"
Groom hesitated. The game would not
work.
4 am Supervisor Phelps" the other in
terrupted. "I am a member Of the
License Committee of the Board of Su-
pervisors," ana he looked disdainfully at
the "Cappun."
A look of despair surplanted that of