The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1905-11-19

STORIES OF A REFEREE.
By GEORGE SILER.

tired OF cautioning you against hitting
low and fighting foul. The spectators are
hollering their heads on about your foul
work ] want TO see you win, so caution
you 20 be more careful"
This BIZ OF by-olay gave Bob y chance
to recover, and the fight continued. In
the seventh round Evans again upset the
chicagoan with right to the jaw. and the
referee, despite the demonstration OF the
crowd. worked his third round gag. In
round nine Wiley. IA sidesteppiRg, slipped
azd went TO his knees. The opportunity
TO have Harper win and rob Evans had
come. and the referee took advantage OF
It by yelling at the top OF hisvoics; One,
two, three; he's out and we get the
money!"
Il took the referee about two seconds 20
reel of the count and the talk. aud before
the crowd realized what had happened. be
had disappeared. Wiley. being stranger.
was compelled to take the short sad OF
the purse. or walk out OF town
similar case, not quite sS raw nor
with dishonest intentions deliberately 10
rob one OF the lighters. occurred IN a small
Iowa town early IN the eos. and was told
10 me by the defeated pugliist, one Jack
King, well known at TIE time iE Chicago
night circles. This is Jacks story or the
affair:
"Siie-." he said, Z" I've always censid-
eNsd you the best referee In the country,
but there is a man named Ferguson down
in Iowa state that has got you skinned
forty ways from the jack. You know
Iowa Is my home state. and. as the people
down my way had heard so much about
my fighting abilities and never had sean
me perform. 1 thought I would take a
run down that way ana show them how
the thing was done. My reputation YVES
such no one in the state would hight me,
so picked up a husky six footeT, VINO
did not know a boxing glove from pitch
fork, promised him SIS. and agreed TO
treat him gently for six rounds. hired
hall. billed the town and the surrounding
country Ike g. circus. ana stripped TO a
packed house.
MY prepared punching baE-the green
horn you know-csTne into tho ring with
the legs OF his trousers tucked into his
cowhide boots and the sleeves OF his old
hickory shirt rolled I'D eboTe his elbows
I really felt, sorry for him. but, as he'd
promised TO treat him kindly, / moved
around him like dancingmastsr, tapping
his nose ard occasionally shooting hot
me into his stomach. It was Isughabls
TO sec him trying 10 get away from my
punches. and before the hrst round YVES
half over with he was on Queer street.
I loafed along, giving Rim a chancs to
round TO. then, would put him again 10 the,
bad with a couple OF stiff left hooks. /
dalIied with him for two rounds. then At
the advice OF the crowd. sailed IN to puC
him down. Not 10 knock him out. mind
you. but Just TO show the Jsyhawkers
what could do with him I moved Up
close, and the first thing knew the Jay
swung his right. catching me fun on the
Jaw, and down I went as II hit with anax.
Now. here is where Ferguson con
WINGED me he had II on you as a referee.
There lay, conscious. but unable 80 move
hand or foot. The referee stood ever me-
and said: What's the matter, JACK
can't yon get up?' Then he started his
count. slowly OF course. When rs
reached three he begged me 10 get up,
and. as the crowd was yelling like demons,
he stopped counting. walked TO the side
OF the ring. ana for ten minutes tried To
quiet the crowd. During this time lay
as If psralyZed. heard and cav every
thing that was going on, but otherwise
was dead 20 the world Finding he could
not silence the crowd, the referee Rgain
stopped over me- counted six, begged me 70
get up. counted TO eight. and made an ef-
fort TO lift me 10 my feet, but all to no puT-
pose. I was as limp as a dish rag and
must have weighed a ton. At the count
OF nine he again put in ten minutes OF hts
time trying 20 quen thenoisy disturbance
but without avail. He came back 20 me.
made another effort got nae 20 my feet
and then counted ten.'"
He certainly has got SC On me, I ven
tured to remark.
Got If on you: welt. should say. and
by a mile at that" he replied.
= But you lost the fghfi how 90 you
account for that?"
Well. er. well, you see, George. I
overlooked not having an understanding
Ttth the Jay that he was not 70 knock
me out. I stuck 10 my agreement. all
right"