Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-04-29
Say! Can You Beat En-
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1t was worth the money.
And just as | gets this notion in my nut
he cuts loose with bunch of rapid-fire Jabs
that had me wonderin where I'd be if one
landed just right. | amt got it mapped out
vet lust how it happened for about then the
ladies lets go a lot Of squeals; but | remembers
Stoppin facer that showed me pln-wheels an
then | quits fancy boXin.
We was roughin' it all the ring and
Swiftly an the Gorilla yellin things an
Slattery was yellin' back at them, and the
muss was as pretty as any ten-dollar-a-head
crowd ever paid to see, when all of a sudden
Jarvis misses a swing, and | throws all | had
into upper cut. 1t connected with his
chin dimpe like a hammer on a nut. The
next things knows Swiftly has the elbow-loCk
on me from behind, and Mike is standin' over
Mr. Jarvis maxim the count.
Well, there wa mt any cheerin and shoutin
| didn't have to shake hands with any crazy
bunch, or be tOted off to the dressin room
on their shoulders. When | gets so | can
look straight sees mother keeed over in her
chair, and sister fannin' her with the chocolate
box. And say, felt like lead quarter. Next
takes squint at Lady Evelyn. She was
standin' up as stiff as tin soldier on parade
with her eyes snappin' and her fingers Clinched
lust one of them looks was enough for me-
gets busy with pail and goes to work on
Jarvis. He was clean out, of course, but
restin' as easy baby. We was bringin' him
round all right, when feels push that shoves
She gets one arm under his neck Just as he
opens his eyes with that kind of What the
matter now" way they has of comm back
Course, it don't last long, that why feelin,
and there amt any hurt to speak OF afterward
but | reckon Lady EVELYN don't know much
you'd thought he'd been half killed. We was all
looIin' foolish and useless, guess, when the
lady turns to me and snaps out
Brutel hope you're satisfied.
Say, it wouldn't have been worse If I'd been
caught Robin a poor box Thank you,
ma am, " says l. and fades into the background
go away, all of youi" says she.
So Swiftly and the other two comes taggin
along behind, and we had a little reunion in
the dressin room.
ION the dead, now" says Slattery, what
was the foul?"
who's claimin FOUL" says Swiftly, bristlin
Why, the lady gives it to Shorty straight,
says he.
She don't know foul from a body wallop."
See here says |, you can talk all that
over while you're hoofn' it back to the station
and you're due to be on your way in just
four minutes by the clock; so chuck 1t "
Il amt heard no step-livey call" says
Slattery. Besides, l likes the place"
We'll, it don't like you, says |. Mr..
Jarvis and me have had enough of your rough
house society to last us time and half. Now
bunky-doodlep'
that but when I'd paid EN- off, with a flyer
extra for luck, they drops out of a window
onto the lawn and pixies off like squad of
jail-breakers. ! was some easier in my mind
then; but wa MT joyful, at that.
You see, Mr.. Jarvis had treated me so
white, and he was such nice, decent chap,
that l was feeln' mighty cut up about givin'
him the quick exit right before the girl he was
gone on. Sure, he'd played for it but | could
see | shouldn't have done it.. Knock-outs amt
in my line any more, anyway; but to spring
one right before women folks, and in swell
Joint like Blenmont-say, it made me feel
like last years straw hat the first of June.
Shorty" says |, you're a throw-back.
You better quit travelin' with real gents, and
commence eatin' with your knife again. Here's
Mr.. Jarvis gets you to help him out in little
society affair, and you overdoes it so bad he
cant square himself in a hundred years.
Back to the junction for yours"
Well, | was that grouchy | wouldn't look at
myself in the glass. But | rubs down and gets
into my Rialto wardrobe that I'd brought
along in a suitcase. Then | waits for Jarvis.
Oh, | didn't want to see him, but it up
to me to say my little piece.
1t was near an hour before he shows up,
wearin his bathrobe an lookin' as gay as
fower-shop window.
I he laJ