The White Pine news. [volume] (Ely, Nev.) 1906-1910, 1907-08-31
HOW JOHN |,
WHIPPED SLADE
OLD CHAMPION NOW IN SALT
LAKE--TELLS OF FAMOUS
BATTLE.
(By John L. Sullivan. }


There was great blowing of Her.
bert SHADES baZoo when the Maori
was imported to give me the lullaby
A gent in New York who was scrap
ing the earth with fine-tooth comb
to get man to lick me was the
cause of taking Slade from his happy
home in Australia and we met in
Madison Square Garden, New York
in August, 1888.
This is the time the wind comes
out of your sails, and you'll go back
to Boston in an ice box" was one
of the messages handed to me by the
gent referred to. That was before
taking Slade on.
There was a crowd there to make
your head swim. Slade looked fit for
his part, with feet / 3-S inches,
carrying 236 pounds of beef. He
could handle himself WELL knew how
to box and entered the ring cock-sure
of doing me up. He looked as good
as any man | ever faced, and the
crowd was ready to see assault and
battery, rough house, explosions and
SO forth.
In the first round, after sparring
a few seconds, / felt for him with a
smash full in the face, following it
up with another in the neck; then
| floored him with another. When
he got up we met like couple of
bulls, and | handed him punch that
smashed him through the ropes and
off the platform, head-first into the
crowd. In the second round l wal
loped him all over the ring. The
third round was short and Slade was
down and out.
Captain Williams, with his famous
side-whskers, led the police into the
ring to stop the fight, but there
wasn't any fight to stop, the importa-
ton being busy dreaming of home. l
afterward took Slade in my party on
a tour of the country. He stayed
with us till we struck Utah, and he's
here now, | understand.
Why He Broke Jack Hogan's Nose.
Jack Hogan of Providence was one
of the Observation-Disclosures men to
knock me down in a bout | ran in
to his fist, but | didn't explain just
why Jack got the chance to get me off
my guard. 1t was very early in my
career, when / mad few friends to
open the way for me to exhibit my
punch, and it wasn't easy to butt in
to the game. Hearing that there
were boxing matches pulled off every
week in the Theater Comique in
Providence, | got Billy Mahony to
give me a letter of Introduction to
Dennis O'Reilly, man of prominence
in that city. Mr.. O'Reilly was as
good a sport and as fine gentleman
as his namesake, Boyle O'Reilly of
Boston.
| found Mr.. O'Reilly in a big dry
goods store in Providence, where he
was manager. Pushing my letter to
him | asked him to help me get an
engagement. That evening he took
me to the manager of the theater and
| was put on through Mr.. O'Reilly's
influence. That was a real start for
me, and | owe a great deal to O'Reil-
ly, for he was friend when | need
ed one. He had better idea of what
/ could do than any of the others,
and although Hogan was the cham
pion of Providence and the best man
they had down there, O'Reilly asked
me to go easy with him. Everybody
else thought l was a cinch for Hogan
When l ran into Hogan's fist and
was knocked down, | forgot my
promise to O'Reilly and smashed
Jack on the nose, sending him into
the wings of the stage. O'Reilly
came over to me and reminded me
that I had promised to be easy, and
after that we finished the bout in a
light way. We looked at Hogan
nose after the bout and found it
was broken. | felt sorry that | had
been so strenuous, as Jack was a
good fellow, and me and O'Reilly
took him in hack to Dr. GARDENERS
office, where the bum beak was put
in a plaster cast.-Salt Lake Herald