Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1901-03-09


fell before him, and his experiences in
cross buttocking in struggle for the
fall was great. His various attitudes in
d fight We're fine and impressive, and his
ccuntenance was always animated and
cheerful"
He was a tough man, without a doubt
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During his recent stay in Cincinnati
Champion Jim Jeffries acknowledged
that once in his life he had a large and
juicy scare thrown into him. 1t came
about in this wise: Jeffries and a party
Of friends Were taking lunch at down.
town cafe. and the subject of CONVERSE
ton drifted to personal bravery and the
conditions under which physical or NOR
al courage is best exhibited.
Say. JEFF said youth, with a
Turkish cigarette. IF l had your
shoulders and arms wouldn't be afraid
of any one"
Forget that, my boy" said Jeffries.
Just relieve your brain of that propo-
s;tion. I, at one time, was scared worse
than dog with a large tin can fastened
to his south extremity. 1t was lack in
the days when I was just boiler maker
with nothing to do but eat and work.
One Saturday we We're all paid off and a
!ering what to do next. At that time
Los Angeles had some pretty gambling
joints running. bu. you had to be as Wis.
50 a treeful of owls to tear into the
eome. as the long wniskered Mayor had
rut a copper, or you might say, the
whole police force on it. One of our
crowd was lad who was as smooth as
Standard oil extract, and he proposed
that We hunt the ferocious tiger.
THAT for us!'' said we. and we traile1
along behind him. He steered up up one
alley and sideways into another, and Ii
lot of talking with his hands to some
gazahns who looked like they never saw
| daylight. At last Were admitted |,
and not being up on the soda and case
card game / dallied with the wheel. l..
surely was my night to win. First I
played the red coiumn, then the black
and the odd and even. but got boder
and strung on the numbers. Say. when
l finished had stack like a bass drum.
''This'll about do for me laddies." said
I. I'm going to blow out"
But l don't. Just then there came an
, awful pounding on the door. and it fell
iii. There stood four large bulls and
every one had pair of cannons in his
hand that looked as big as cisterns.
They were all pointed at me. I thought,
and when I saw that yawning cavern of
artillery I want to tell you my heart was
beating just about back of my teeth.
and my knees could have been straws
for all the good they were. Well. We
We're pinched, but was friends with the
lieutenant and it didn't matter only ]
lost that big winning. No, my boy, /.
ntte man behind bis gun can lick any
| .l MT of ovid fn,> f1:,
| he s.'-EnQuirer
| From the recent developments in
| Texas it looks as though the Lone Star
state is not "a comfortable camping
ground for boxers. Joe Choynski fought
| Jack Johnson at Galveston tie other
night and ever since the whole state has
| been in an uproar. Not because the
! sport is too tame for that pat of the
country, but because it has become the
custom for governors to make names
! for themselves at the expense of pro-
| fessional pugilism. To find out exactly
what the situation is it is only naces-
:, sary to read the press reports from
Austin, the capital of the state. a bill
was introduced in the assembly de-
handing a thorough investigation of the
recent Johnson Choynslli fight While
| the matter Was UP IOT cClSluerdtlot
one of the members offered an amend
ment to also investigate the burning OF
a white man at the stake at Dallas
| The resolution to look into such pass
ing incident as the burning of a man al
the stake was promptly foored, while
the bill to run to earth the healthy ath-
! letes who dared give an exhibition OF the
| art of self-defense went through with g
| Whirl. A VOID to the wise is sufficient
! Boxers, give that vast country known
as Texas polite bow and make fOl
other points, even if you have to take
to the jungle.
".
THE Knocker' has this to say in the
New York Evening World: "One of Tho
! blessed privileges Of living in this lane
is the inalienabe right of man to change
his mind. Ask Mecoy-kid, l mean
There's mind-changer who is nearl,
the champion at it. Here we were al
weeping our sorrow at MS departure
forever and forever, with the tears still
streaming down the cheeks of mourners
when he pops up in town, having Gu
out all the rest of the world except Ma
pies from his proposed grand tour. H,
is again in our midst. 1t may be re
membered that his kidlets talked abou
touring the country with Charles Mitch
ell. Probably the echo of what Corbet
was doing in the hot-air line on tina
same day caused Mccoy to rush up tn,
gangplank at Naples. Wouldn't it b.
funny if Jim the gent had double
crossed him again?"
No fighter IN the history of the Ameri
can prize ring has had the honor O.
meeting more men of national reputa
ton than John l.. Sullivan. who for 1,
years was the ideal pugilism Speak
ing of his acquaintance with great mel
the ex-champion the other day said:
i've been asked many times to name
over the great men who have been in.
troduced to me, but l can't remembe,