Los Angeles herald., 1905-10-01

and where 1 fought myself out of
handsome stake.
Whips Hall
Jim and I got into the ring, and 1t
was all day for him, and he knew it,
He'd fourfushed about long enough.
and while wanted to show him just
how much of ringer he was, didn't
want the thing to get too short, for 1
believe In giving a crowd run for its
money any time that's possible.
I set it pretty stiff for Jim, and
long before the first round was over 1
knew I had him on Queer street.
When the fourth round came in Jim
was a cinch, and 1 just handed him
his and began to count up that big
bit of change in my mind.
It's a good thing I counted it there,
for it was the only counting I did.
While was putting a. nice artistic
finish on Jim the good president Of
the club was out.
I'll give you five guesses, and you'll
never hit 1t, unless you've heard the
story. The president was down the
street putting up the purse on Jim
Hall.
AS I am a living man, that's just
what came off. There we were in the
ring, getting warm and bruisy and the
good president was hiking from one
place to another putting up the $4,000
on dead one.
That's where fought myself out of
a good bunch Of ready stuff. If I'd
have been beaten I'd have taken down
the short end, and that would have
been something, but T had to go and
whip Jim into plug hat and just
because I did, and the presidents
Judgment had q hole in 1t, I got a
financial slap that hurt.
Then I thought Of that fancy little
speech I'd made about sticking to my
old friends In New Orleans, and +
could have sat down and howled an
Indian war song.
1 thought of the $4,000 we'd been Of
fered in New York, and I could have
hit some one with an AK, but had to
stand and take the medicine, though
I'll never forget how mean felt when
they came In and told me that it was
all up.
where's the coin?" I asked.
"There isn't any coin," said they. "It
went upon Hall"
"All of it2" wanted to know.
Every red" said they, and then I
kept quiet.
His Good Friend
That was my good friend from New
Orleans. Say, but there are lot of
things they can hand you in this
sporting game and it's new one every
minute.
Think Of me standing up there to
for nothing. OF course, 1t was some
satisfaction to have handed James his,
and to shut his trap down about what
he was going to do to me, but that
money was q bitter walloD.
I've got many a worse one in the
ring. but they never hurt like that
did. And me all but broke. Wowl
However, it's a good saying that It'll
all come out in the wash, and 1t did.
got along somehow, but that lesson
taught me a lot of things.
In the newspapers sometimes you've
read something like this: "Some delay
was caused at the ringside by Fitzsim-
mons. He wanted the money put up in
plain sight, and said he wouldn't go on
unless some reputable man held the
stake"
Well, now, do you blame Fitzsim-
mons? Do you think he did that for
a joke, or because he didn't want any
one to get the hooks into him again?
It's the old story, once bit, twice shy,
and it's a burnt child that breads the
French ball.
I'm going to know where get my
hands on that purse, no matter how
things go. and If any more presidents
want to gamble they can do it with
some other lads money,
However, that's where have laugh
now and then, when L think of me
working like mule. and the other fell
low running down the street with that
satchel putting it UP on Hall.
It is to laugh-now.