The Cairo bulletin., 1906-07-04

| tween Mike and himself there sprang
up friendship which was destined 10
! last.
| In this way he passed the next four
years of his life. drinking with his
| every breath the exhilarating atmos-
! phere of the ring It was small won
| der that his ambitions were limited TO
| the only profession Of which he knew
| the ms and outs,
| II was two days after his eighteenth
| birthday that, arriving little late at
| the gymnasium, he found Mike in con
yersation with tall, wiry-looking
| young negro.
Here, Kid" said Mike, as he sight
ed him, come here we've read OF Mr..
Van Courtlandt's unknown which is TO
| fight Eddie Brock next month"; This
| is the lad-only It's secret. so ye
| mustn't tell--Joe Johnson. coored
champeen OF Brooklyn at the light
| weight limit Yen be one of his spar
rim partners
The Kid shook hands with the stran-
ger Being British born, he had none
Of the American inherited dislike OF
The coon but there was something
in the Brooklyn mans face which he
did not fancy,
About a week before the fight, the
Kid walking home after his days
work, met officer OGorman. Four
years had effected great friendship
between them.
An how is yer unknown" inquired
O'Gorman, after they had exchanged
greetings.
Oh, fine. said the Kid We'll in
side the weight and strong, He loos-
ened tooth for me to-day. Mike tells
me not to give ii away that the coon's
the man who's to fight Brock; but
there, what's the use? Everybody
knows.
Officer O'Gorman tapped him mys-
teriously on the chest and lowered his
voice
An III tell We somethin which
everybody doesn't know" he growled
through his mustache.
The Kid looked interrogative.
An that is that ere Joe Johnson
won't win said the policeman.
Wen, I've not seen Eddie fight, said
the Kid, but he'll have to be a warm
proposition to put it over Johnson"
Hell not win, proceeded O'Gor-
man, "bekase he names not TO win"
How DO you know" cried the Kid.
How did YOU hear?"
officer OGorman displayed a coy
reticence
The Kid was man of action. He
was early at the gymnasium next day.
The oolored representative Of Brooklyn
was alone in the room, punching the
bag with bare fists in meditative
manner. He did not look up when the
door opened
The Rid came straight to the point
you black beast!' he said so
you've been playing double"
The colored mans reply was swift
and direct. He wheeled around on the
Kid, and his thick lips parted in a
grin OF rage The next moment he
sprang in like flash with both arms
working like fails
The Kid side-stepped TO avoid the /
furious rush. and put in left hook /
which brought his man up sharp. The
black rushed again, landing heavily on
The Kids ear. II was the last blow he
delivered As he came in to follow zip |
his advantage, he Kid spied an open
ing His right shot across, and Mike
Muroon, opening the door al that mo
ment, was just in time 10 see the col
Ored champion collapse in a heap like
an empty sack.
what the-Kid, is ut crazy We are?"
The Kid wrenched himself free.
Let me 30, Mike, he cried angrily
But what in the worruld do We name
by knockin' our man about just before
his tight"
YES, bal Joye, said another voice,
which the Kid remembered lit GER
tainly requires explanation I'm Mr.
Van Courtlandt, my lad What do you
mean by matchmaking my nominee
like this" r
The Kid faced him. ID
You've been buncoed. sir he said, In
pxcitedly. johnson never meant 10 &
win He's been got at. was telling !
him that knew, and he rushed at !
me"
And how do you know
For the first time the Kid realized
that his evidence was. TO say the least
thin.
But he had not to produce it, As he
stOod wondering how TO begin, the
PROSTATE negro suddenly rose and
rushed through the door, banging II
behind him. He had come to during
he conversation and had remained
where he lay. waiting for events to de.
,elop themselves. Apparently in his
opinion they We're not developing
themselves satisfactorily and he
bought it best 70 quit scene which
neither profit nor pleasure
Nh. Van Couruandt stared after him
,lankly
There. sir" said the Kid in tri-
imph. don't that show it,"
1T does. admitted Mr. Van Court
andt. pensively. lit does But" he
Idded. iii does not show me how am
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