Omaha daily bee., 1899-12-24
ROTHERY UNBOSOAS HIMSELF
President of the G NJ, Hitchcock Club is
Deeply Disappointed,
FEELS ALSO KEEN STING OF lN%GRATITUDE
Has Trained ENcrythinE from n
HcnNywCiHht BruiScr TO n null
Pup aud Always Dies Game
without HollcrinG.
EtLS ALSO KEEN STING OF INGRArITUDE

Next to G. NJ, Hitchcock himself, the
"confusionist' most disappointed aud who
feels most keenly the sting Of ingratitudo
by the appointment of Senator Allen is Ed
Rothery OF this city, who prides himself
with the honor OF being tho president OF
the G, NJ. Hitchcock club, Rothcry. who
has trained and prepared everything for a
prize fight from a heavyweight pugilist down
to a ten-pound bulltcrrier. has not yet fully
recovered from the jar he experienced from
the bursting of the senatorial boom of his
f%avorite, whose detonation shook the crst-
while gladiator Of the magic circle fairly
off his pedals.
Il was at the riugside when Corbett low
cred the plume of John l.. Sullivan" said
President Rothery the other day, trying to
drown his sorrow with a number of con-
vivial spirits in HE saloon in the Third
ward. II had my money on sullivan. and
a big lump of 1t, too. and when | saw him
20 down in defeat | was all broke up. The
big fellow was a slugger and a fighter from
way back, and l felt as if | had been
knocked out myself when his colors were
lowered. But Hitchcock's defeat hit me just
as hard, not exactly in pocket, but it made
mo feel as II l was in the ring and some
one had shot one into my own solar pleXus.
Our man should have got the decision.
cause Allen fouled him in entering the
ring. He should have stayed back and let
a democrat have n show. | thought we had
it all framed up to win, and had we thought
it accessory we might have done a good deal
more plugging up rooters and packing the
bleachers. As president of the Hitchcock
club | trained our man for a twenty-round
go, but had to give some time to my saloon
just to keep the constituency properly In
briCated. | thought it was all one way,
just like a prize bullterrier fighting an
eight-ounCe rat.
All the Boys for Hitchcock.
The boys who came into my place at
any rate all shouted for Hitchcock; every
cue of them was for Hitchcock. and It
looked as If he couldn't lose. You don't
think they were giving it to me straight?
Oh, sure they were! A few drinks loosens
a mans tongue and he'll tell his real senti-
ments then much easier than when he
thinks some ones trying to pump him, and
they we're all for Hitchcock, first, last and
all the time.
But it is all over and l suppose no
use crying. We've got to take our medicine
game. But | tell you we pretty near wore
that governor out with Letters, kilograms
and messengers. We thought we had him
several times. 1t was only a chance blow
anyhow that knocked us out at the critical
moment. IL was ike IL IuuUutI UOll, anu
between that and the oscillating -..Iuence
Of rock and rye many Of the boys shock
hands with their equilibrium and didn't turn
up for several days. I'm only getting my
own form now.
Hitchcock oughtn't to have hollered,
though. No dead game sport would do that
only those mouthy bruisers that have
more wind than sand. After you're counted
out the only way to do is to pick yourself
up and shake hands with the other Teller, no
matter how hard you'd like to paste him.
But j am still president of the G. NJ.
Hitchcock club and don't you forget it.
And the next time we put our man in the
ring he'll be able to so to a finish at catch
weights and baro knucklcs. If he don't it
won't be my fault, because during my career
in the ring and my experience with prize
fighters, two-footed and four-fcoted, I've
always ker5 grooming them until they won
ru' "~d 7 cant Fra why | should throw UP
the sponge this time. I'm no gutter and
il there are any more 'stings of ingratitude'
running around We'll catch 'em and cut
their claws before times called"