The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1899-11-07
AN AMUSING ACCOUNT.
Sent Out From New York of a Scene
In Sharkey's Sick Room

New York Nov. when the nurses
and attendants upon ThomasJ. Sharkey
had got the pugilist together sufH-
GENTLY to permit of his speaking, he
unbOsOmed himself freely. Without
secrecy or subterfuge he told exactly
what he thought of Mr.. JefrieS-
What" he exclaimed, that stiff
fight? Why, he doesn't know the first
thing about fighting. A 10-year-old
could lick him in a round"
Just then eight physicians and four
surgeons came into the room in single
file, followed by a plasterer with a hOd-
full of plaster of Paris.
We've come to patch up your broken
ribs" they said, and they set to work
with energy.
LAS 1 was remarkfng when these gen
tlemen interrupted me-" continued the
pugilist, 1t makes me very weary to
hear that chap like Jeffries is com
pared to me even by the uninitiated.
Any one who saw the fight must have
realized that that fellow was merely
a baby in my hands, and to be robbed
of my victory by q fat-headed referee
is simply maddening. Who's that?" he
inquired, as the bell rang and his valet
appeared.
It's the professor who paints out
black eyes, said the valet. He's ready
for you whenever you say"
Tell him to wait" cried Sharkey,
testify Cant you see that every front
foot of me is being taken up by these
doctors and things2''
DO you know what I'm going to do
10 JGnIieS lHe uFSL tune see MIN
continued Sharkey. why, III simply
go up to him. even if it's on the street,
and knock him out in one punch. I'm
tired of having people talk of that guy
as if he's a fighter. He is not in my
class. A couple of good stiff thumps
would make him look like two and half
cents"
please, sir said a trainer, entering
the room, there's a man downstairs
wants to measure you for pair of
crutches."
Measure me for crutches, when I
won't be able to stand for a month";
yelled the fighter Tell him to call
next Tuesday week"
Let's see.' he went on to the re-
porter, how far did 1 get? oh, know
1 was telling you about that chump
Jenries having the gall to stand up
against me, and, after the ridiculous
bluffs he made, claiming the champion
ship.
"Ouchl" he yelled, as the eight doc
tors tugged at his rib and got it into
position, and the pIasterer began build
ing cement wall to hold it in place.
'Hullo!' he cried, as man in black
entered, "whO the deuce are yOu?"
I'm the dentist" said the man in
black I've brought my machines
along to straighten out your teeth"
All right" sighed the undaunted
fighter. Wait till these doctor guys
get through with me. I've had a
dermatOlOgist here all the morning sew
ing up my face. and I'm getting tired
Of being operated on"
Bob Armstrong, the sparring partner,
ambled in next with a large bundle
I've brought half a mile more stick
ing plaster" he exclaimed, and I've
ordered a barrel of arnica Just now.
Did you see the rot in the papers this
morning about Jefries being a fighter ?
Hai Hal
"Ha. Hal" laughed Sharkey. Wasn't
that funny2 That chap might fight a
2-year-old kid, but the idea of him COM
pairing himself to a grown man would
a
Say, Bob. won't you rub a little 10
dine on my solar plexus? Did that fell