The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1906-04-27

return he told every one his own private
affairs and wound up the harangue by
telling them that he had S13 600, 600 invested
In diamond mines in New Jersey, which
would one day double their value, sure.
Mr.. Buttinsky's destination was the Spanish
royal wedding, and in order that he would
not be Inconvenience for rooms, he had a
suite engaged for the past month at Seville,
for which he paid the SUN of $50 per day.
As the ship neared Gibraltar, the ath-
letes were worked twice a day, sprinters,
distance men jumpers, weight men and all.
Glover, the pole vaulter. who heretofore
confined himself TO work with the pulley
weights, branched out into holder muscle
building feats. He had n rope. thirty feet
long. attached to the rigging and he used
To climb this name over hand half a dozen
times per day. Then he chinned himself
about a dozen times or more and by these
little methods he said he kept the vaulting
muscles in proper tune F. r. Moulton,
who il in fair shape and who will try for
both the 100 and 400 metres, worked out his
own exercise and SO did LAWSON Robert
son, who will try for the 100 metres.
J. ", Spencer, managed to keep his
crawl" stroke muscles from getting rusty,
by a liberal indulgence in the pulley weights,
but the only man who failed to find a dupli-
cate for his event was Bernamann, the
diver. He had no place to dive into,
although there was lots Of water around;
but he vowed that if the ship ever caet
anchor he would have a few invigorating
headers from the forward deck.
Tn Sullivan brothers from Anaconda,
Mon, one Of whom will try for the pen
tathlon or sll-round event, took a varied
assortment Of exercises. The athlete
jumped. skipped tthe rope and did some
high kicking with Ray Ewry. The latter,
by the way, once touched 8 feet In kicking.
Sullivan then put on the gloves with his
brother. and they pummelled each other
around for several rounds. This was the
part Of the programme that created the
greatest interest, and all aboard who could
pick their way aft, both men and women
were there to see the boys exercise their.
maulies. A compan of Spanish matadors
were on board and there was nc end to their
excitement over the wallops of the boxers
Occasionally Spencer and Hahn would
engage in a few rounds. Altogether the
boxing end of the exhibit created lote Of
fun.
James B. Connolly. the author, who won
the hop, step and jump in Greece in 1895,
travelled with the team and exercised
daily. His intention was to try his luck
again and although It is some time since
he called on his jumping muscles for an
effort he appeared to be in good trim. Nifot,
the wrestler from the st. Georges A. G.
had poor accommodation for practice.
there being no mat aboard, and he con-
tented himself by enga ging in a mauling
match with n. A. Sullivan along With dumb
bell exercise.
With the ha re exception Of the giant
wave which struck the ship on the second
day ont, the passage to Gibraltar was
very fine. Most Of the time il was
ideal weather for sailing, The team spent
about four hours at Gibraltar. the time
being devoted to sightseeing and the mail
ing of letters, and, Of course, the ubiqui-
tous postal card.
One of the most amusing incidents of the
voyage was when the j~olliers of the party
induced one of the hull fighters to put on
the gloves with n. A. Sullivan of Anaconda. |
The matador thought he had a bull in front Of
of him as the pair squared of and his eyes
glared and he drew himself up to look his
grandest in the attack, With a spring fully
six feet in the air he made a lunge at the
Westerner. who sidestepped and struck
him a blow on the thigh as the matador
went flying past him. This attack and miss ,
by the Spaniard was frequent while Sullivan |
made wild fake swings for the bull fighters
Uranium, Everytime theSpaniard hinged and
missed and shot by sullivan the latte r would
coverthe seat Of his trousers with the gloves.
while the spectators roared. Then when
they mixed it up a little Sullivan brought
around his arm and slapped The Spaniard on
the hip at which the bull fighter glared at the
crowd, thinking some one there had struck
him. He was always afraid NJ a rear at
tack. Finally, after a few passes, Sullivan
drove his right straight on the nose. 1t stag
gered the matador, and. putting both gloves
in front Of his face, he roared. ma, ma, ma,
ma, ma, ma, ma, ma" Me no like dat" He
flung of the mitts in disgust.