Bisbee daily review., 1906-04-01

TEASING HIS OLD DAD"
Battling Nelson and His Father Have Good Time Seeing
 New York.
(By Allen Sangree.O

(By Allen Sangree) l New York, March 31.ThiS Battling 1 Nelson is a queer fish. Every now and then he seems nearly human. | One of these times Is when he takes his father. hardy Danish mechanic | 59 years old, now seeing New York with his world-famous son. The pair live at the Metropole. and | folks at that center-ganfblers, actors race track graduates-shake their heads in a puzzled way as though to say. Too much for me"
 When Nelson, Sr., speaks to his son he addresses him always with the | prefix sir" while Nelson. Jr., shouts: Hey. dad" He derives unbothded amusement from everything the old man" says or does. Some amuse ment is displayed by a loud soprano laugh or rather cackle not unlike the screech of a wagon hauled over "a snowy road on a cold morning. Peo pie turn in the car or on the street to see what is making the funny noise.
 This prominence does not bother Bat in the least. He tried to let ev. erybody in on his vanity show. But even the manager. Nolan. has hard time appreciating. Verbatim, the 1 entertainment is about as follows, the stage being a Broadway car with the two NelSOnS sitting on opposite seats, 1 and friends scattered here and there, passengers gazing at one another, be wildered:
 When Bat Kids Dad. Hey, dad. how old are you now?"
 Dads face is perfectly stolid. while Bats is all wrinkledo, ready to break into laughter.
 Why 8. That's my age" Nelson, Jr., is perfectly convulsed and invites conductor and passengers to at least smiles as he howls with supreme mirth. It is funny to no one else, but you trail along. hoping for something good. After two blocks Bat again puts the question:
 Hey. dad. hold old are you now?' emphasizing the now"
 The old man in broken English pro tests that he has not aged perceptibly not got younger in those few seconds. T be still 59-year-old."
 Battling Nelson almost rolls on the floor at this. His eyes closes, his large mouth opens wide and he slaps nearby passengers on the back or knee I might add that this queer chap does not know the meaning of con ceit or. "swelled head" He does not care whether people know he is champion lightweight of the world, or whether they think him "Rube." He appears to have little feeling of any sort except to look after dad. and a fierce desire to fight. He practically talks of nothing else at present but the McGoyern fight. unless it is tC kid" Nelson senior.
 Reverting to him. the passengers still waiting for the climax, heat Bat' argue with his father. trying to con vince him that he Is only 57 years old since arriving in New York.
 What were you when you saw the Flatiron building?" he insists.
 "Fifty-nine."
 How old when you came out of the theater last night and saw all the pretty women in their go-to-meetin' dresses?"
 Here the old man heSitates a mo- ment, for Bat asks the question in a way to compel a different answer. Tell tbem," he orders, waving to the whole Gar. Now. honestly. wasn't it only 57?''
 Well. yes" is the guarded reply
 T think it was only 57 then" , Having won his point, Bat leans back and laughs for a couple of min. utes. while the old man. slowly awak. ening. grinS and shakes his fist. This dialogue is gone through frequently and the banting one enjoys il more each time. He does it to humor the old man, who is perfectly at sea in New York and lashed to the mast in aStoniShment. It is a new propoSi- tion to Bat himself. but there is nc danger of his buying agold brick. He is wise enough to sell one. You have Backs Up the Old Man. A certain Broadway conductor will never know how near he came to talk ing the count last night, upon charg- . ing Nelson, senior, 10 cents for one fare. There were five of us and the . bluecoat tackled dad" first. He re- sponded with a dime, but got no change. The other fares were paid, and dad" said nothing until, by watching he made sure that five cents was the rate in New York.
 'G'wan!" snapped the conductor. You didn't give me no dime" MT. Nelson was at the end of the car, separated from his son by the strap-hangers. Several persons tUCk his part. Finally Bat heard his sire's . voice, and quicker than a wink hove alongside. He was not generally recognized. In street costume he did - not look dangerous. But the ugly } glitter in those little gray eyes must l l have done the work. There was . also a left swing just starting. And , so the nickel was returned. f Something new for Bat to act like . that" said Billy Nolan. but he won't ] l stand for any imposition on the old |, man. Two more words and that TO | xvnirlH have ff
 find sweet faced nurse bending over
 him. Bat is very good to his father Every cent made in fighting is pass ! ed to dad, who invests it in real es
 tate. After we get bout ter
 houses,' he said, my boy will take > me a trip over Europe. We left Co a penhagen, Denmark, just twenty-five
 years ago. The boy was one yea
 old then. And neither of us have