Waterbury evening Democrat., 1904-02-23
MUNRoEs BEST FIGHT.

"The best fight I ever had" said . Jack Munroe, twas when l. wassa Kid, about IS. I was a husky chap even { then, and could fight. was beating 2 1t on freight through the state of Washington. The train stopped at a water tank and the conductor spied fme. He was big guy, a good deal bigger than I and when he told me that walking was better for my health than riding on the bumpers I didn't dis pute the point, but took to the high way. He stood alongside of me to see that didn't take another chance when ,the train started. Just as he gave the lengineer the signal he planted me one 5square between the eyes that stretched me flat on the ties Then he jumped aboard with laugh. ' keep that to remember me by, you hobo," he said, as he waved me a day day.
 s.It was a beautiful swipe he handed
 he. Both eyes began to color and all
 he skin was off the bridge of my nose.
 "'I'll get you again. yelled after
 im. and then I'll remember you al
 kght'
 'sI knew he had to stop at a place kbout eighteen miles away. I caught
 mother freight train. and sure enough, &he first man I saw when l. left the
 rain was my conductor He was with
 tree or four sother trainmen. l went
 1p to him and salu:
 ".That was peach you gave me down the road. Now I'm going to hand it back to you.
 ".All right he replied Come on fellows' Ito his friends-'and see me trim this hobo
 s.I took off my coat and we went at I { T rcr1N% ifpn SnYNn nylt n jaw and he went down. I let him up I had to fight fair, for I didn't want his friends to jump me. But they were square and didn't interfere, al- though was beating him. I knocked him down three or four times. and he dropped me twice. After we had been at it for half an hour the conductor stoppedta moment to take off his coat
 s'tls is going to be a good fight fellows he said to his friends. This lad can scrap. Don't none of you butt in but let us finish, and now'-turninG to me again everything goes. I'll show you some real fighting
 .sNith that he buckled to me, and wa went to the ground. where every thing did go. We tore each others clothes off until we were both naFed ta the waist But here. as well. I wasN beating him. He got my head in chancery, and then-do you see that fnger?"
 Jack held up the fore finger of his left hand. 1t looked as If 1t had at some time toyed with q quartz crush er.
 .He got that finger in his mouth" merlt on Jack. '.and began to make llneal of it. That was no new game to lrne and, as you can see. 1 have pretty Istrong teeth. I reached around and bit n piece out of his side as big as an lapple That ended the fight. He said flie had enough"
 FORAIER FEATHER WHIPPED. New York, Feb 23.-Frank Barley. ! former featherweight champion of New York, was knocked out by Frank yolp of Newark in the fifth round of fight held In private focal club room yesterday. The contest was scheduled as fifteen round bout. There was a large attendance. In the two opening rounds Barley had all the best of the contest, but in the third was twice sent to the floor. the bell barely saving defeat. Two hard rounds followed, in which Volp finally landed solar plexus in the fifth and Barley went down for the count. George Maker was referee and Tony Masso time keeper.