The Virginia enterprise., 1906-05-18

To him, and thon q blurred that 4 was.
tired and dropped my head . BIT. some
easy mark in Gus's corner yelled out:
,.= ..= s gone, Gus. Go after him.
And poor Gus did. That was where
y Strengthened up and pelted Mr.. Ruh-
lin clear across the ring and brought
him down on the mat near the ropes.
The gong saved Gus that time, but Z
was in no hurry, as knew just where
Gus lived; and could call and get him
any time. In the fifth I played with
him-anyone will tell you that, but
they don't know why, perhaps. I'll
tell you right here. could have put.
him away in the first ten seconds of
the fight, but wanted TO give him i
chance to get himself together and
show what there was in him. held
him safe every minute. He couldn t.
set himself together, however, and
roor Gus just swung and jabbed In 4
tired way, as IL he was hoping to
catch me OFF my guard and finish me:
up that way. In the sixth it was no
use to prolong the agony, and went
out after him, and kept right on top Of
him all over the place. I dropped him
once, and when he got up stepped.
back. Then I worked the right shift
on him, and it was all over, and an
other championship balloon was
Punctured. He's a good strong boy,
though. for all that. .*:.- @.:.s '. z.
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When It came to my good friend,
Thomas, down at Coney Island, I'm
going to tell the truth about it. T
went out after Tom with q little bit,
terness in my heart. I hadn't forgot
ten that trouble in San Francisco, / and.
I was going to show the world that
Thomas was never in my class, and
that I could whip him so quick that
1t would hurry ticker to tell E the
story. : I don't make any defense of
my feelings. It was just a natural
soreness, and was out to wipe a mark
off the slate. think Tom had an idea
that he could trim me, but if he had.
it's vanished now, and he knows bet
ter, and he knows few other things,
too. D., f. ~. .--<,c,T>=- =,
But to get to business. Charlie White
was referee, and he gave us the usual
instructions. The gong tapped and I
went after Thomas. I just felt Tom
cut to discover if he had learned any
new tricks since I'd seen him last.
and found he hadn't. tapped him
here and there, and took little one
or two, just to encourage him. Then
+ went after him and drove him
around bit, making neat little re-
marks to- him. I crossed a right over
to him and it Jared him all through,
for could see him vince Then l got
just wee bit careless, and Tom hand
ed me one that caught me off my bal
ance. l was up with. the sound of the
gong. .':>"- g.
The next round-and the last-I was
little bit sore, and I started out to
show Thomas how little he knew OF
the fighting game. I splattered few
into Toms ribs, and he went back like
he was facinga heavy: sea- AN upper-
cut Or two, and then some more RIB
roasters. The left to the stomach and
few more punches here and there.
Then swing took Tom down and
dropped him. He took the full count.
and got up feeling pretty small, il
can read mans eyes,. I went after
him with both hands, and in no time
at all I had him hanging on to me.
Then I shook him off and put few
more over and handed him that neat
affair in the solar plexus, following it
with the left again to the jaw. That
finished Tom, and he dropped like a
poleaxed cow I don't think it was
far short of 20 seconds to the finish.
Anyway, I showed Sharkey that l
knew where he resided. and that I
could call for him at any time. Z:
Now want to say just q few words
in conclusion. I'm still in the. fight
ing game, and my last challenge to
O'Brien will show that l. need thai
young man in my business, and the
fight can't come too quickly. I'm
making no predictions, but I'm not
the elderly ancient they take me for.
Mr.. O'Brien will know he's been in
a fight when he's through with me,
and as I think I've said before,
bar no one but Jeffries, and I honestly
don't believe can do him-he's toe
heavy. = =
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