The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1900-12-09

ting power He is clever too and has
a left hand punch that has put many
good man to sleep. He has been improv-
ing so rapidly that those who have
watched his career are confident that
the time is not far distant when mis-
championship aspirations will be real
lied That ne will give Ryan the fight
OF his life appears to be an assured fact.
Oscar Gardner is travelling at express
speed along the down grade. Last Mon
day night at Youngstown, Ohio, the Om-
aha Kid lost again, this time to Jack
Hamilton, III twenty-five round bout.
Time was when it seemed as though
Oscars unfiinching pluck and gameness
combined with his speed and hitting
powers, would place him at the head of
the featherweight class. Even his de-
feat by Terry McGovern did not injure
his reputation to any great extent. He
gave the far-famed Brooklynite the
hardest battle of the latter's career, and
at one stage of the bout victory was al
most in his grasp That was when he
landed flush ON Terry's jaw, and 1oored
the little champion for the count of nine
some say more, but this claim was not
substantiated. How McGovern pulled
himself together, rallied and finally wore
down his opponent, is a matter OF ring
history. But the fact remains that Gard
ner, despite his defeat displayed enough
grit and cleverness to entitle him to a
return match with McGovern had he
husbanded his energies, and lived with
any degree of discretion. AS it came
about however, the fight with McGoV-
ern proved to be the high water mark
of Gardeners career as -pug1llSt. From
that time he began to go back, ioosIng
decisions here and there, and fighting
draws with men whom according to the
he ~IO IGXT
with ease. His hands were always
source of annoyance to him.
The bones of Oscars bread winners had
been broken so often in battle that it
required but slight collision with an
adversary's skull to knock them into
splinters again Nevertheless Gardner
never gave His injured ''mawleys'' rest.
Wherever there was money in sight to
be earned by six or tWenty-round con-
test, the irrepressible Kid was on hand,
no matter what the condition of his i'll
used fists might be. Also he, being of
a convivial turn of mind, gave but lit
tie attention to training and went the
pace that kills at a lively clip. Taking
all things into consideration, the Won
der is not that Gardner should have re-
ceived several serious setbacks in his
chosen profession, but rather that he
kept in the van of the featherWeights
of others before him, the Omaha Kid
has tempted fate too often. His sun has
set, and the sooner he retires from the
squared circle, in which he has fought so
many gallant battles, the better it will
be for himself.
One night last week Kid Broad, he of
the canine visage and enticing lisp.
stacked up against Tim Callahan, at
IOI,i1 I01,o
end of that time, according to the press
reports, Callahan had much the better
of matters
This is nothing to be surprised at. As
has been previously stated in these col
umns. Broad's only claim to recogni-
ton by the good ones of his class
is the ability he manifests to stand a
terrific mauling. That and the press
contributions of his manager, whose eff
forts to boom the fighting stock of his
.hard-feathered protege. make the rec
ords of Manchausen look cheap and
punN in comparison.
So far no kick from Senior Macias re-
garding the treatment he and his hench-
man received in Philadelphia has been
registered. But it Is altogether probd-
BILE that the Don is even now writing.
in the throes of composition in an en-
~deavor to evolve an article from the
shallow depths of his atrophied intellect,
which will set forth his woes for the
edifcatiOn of much deluded public.
Every twelve months or so Dick
Burge, the former British lightweight
champion, hobs up serenely from the
dead and pathetic past and announces
his return to the ring. Richards latest
awakening has brought forward an of
fer from an English club for a fight be-
tween Burge and his former conqueror,
Bobby Dobbs, the Minneapolis colored
140-pounIer.
Since the latter returned to this coun-
try he has been soundly threshed on
several occasions, and it is rather sur
prising that he still fingers in the
states While on the other side, Dobbs,
like his quondam friend, the Coffee Cool
er. lived in clover. He defeated all the
Britons in his class with comparative
ease, and had he been possessed of the
average amount of wisdom would have
remained in Queen Vic's domain. But
flushed with victory, in an evil hour, he
accompanied the Cooler to New York.
and fell before the left hand jabs of
Matty Matthews
Craig went down to defeat before Tom
my Ryan and Jack Root, possibly con-
Guided that not being a hog he knew
when he had enough and sailed for
England again. Dobbs stayed here and
suffered accordingly by trying conclu-
sions with several minor lights of the
f1stic world and getting pounded to a
jelly for his pains.
If the Minneapolis negro knows what
is good for him he will accept the offer
made him by British sports and jour
ney to good old "Lunnon' again. Dobbs
is only a f1fth-rater In the land of the
Stars and Stripes, but he is quite good
enough to squelch the newly-formed
ambitions of the oft-defeated Burge, and
perhaps those of several other so-calIed
British champions. Of verify, these
ring heroes. When Charley McKeever
can defeat the best middleweight that
the land of Tom Savers birth can fur
nish, it augurs i'll for the Drawn and
muscle of our cousins across the herring
pond. - L. NJ. Houseman