Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-03-17
carnival on the Ice some January or Feb
ruary.
As Pardello Saw It.
HAw E~uss

carnival on the ice some January or Feb
ruary.
As Pardello Saw It.
During my career on the mat I have
wrestled with men of many nationalities,
among others Italians, whom 1 have always
found pretty stubborn customers. One of
the best of these found to be Leo Par
dello, the Italian champion, whose defeat
by me in Chicago put all the push-cart men
out of business for week. Pardello Is a
big, burly fellow and we had hard bout,
in which he got quite badly hurt and was
compelled to use a crutch for a few days.
The day after the match a friend Of mine
met Pardello, hobbling about the streets.
What do you think of Gotch now?" he
"Gotcha?" said Pardello "Oh Gotcha,
he very fna da fell We get ona the mata
and go toa da wrestle Gotcha, he cracka
da joke. One fina da joke. L stoppa to
laugh Gotcha, he catcha my foota and
twist him upa da backa. Oh, yes Gotcha,
he very fina da fell"
Old Klondike Days.
There was lots of fun in the Klondike in
the old days when 1 was there. The rail-
roads hadn't begun to run into the country
and Dawson City was practically isolated
for months al a time. The place was then
a good reproduction Of the California min
ing camps in the early '40s. The gambling
hells and the dance halls held sway, you
can bet, and they were literally patronized
at extravagant prices, for everybody had
money and everybody spent it. Girls, and
respectable girls. too, came out of the
states with passage paid and received
salaries from $100 a month up to frequent
the dance halls. Each dance cost the dane
ing miner 81. The girl got that and she also
got half the money her escort spent in
drinks. 1t was better than mining for the
women and many a dressmaking establish
mt hos hoA tod in Inf wit n
this dance-hall capital. Drinks ran at ter
rife rates and champagne was seldom less
than SO a quart. I remember once there
was a shortage in grape Juice steamer
tied in pints 1t went like hot cakes at $40
a pint. One man got on a terrible bat and
went about buying wine at that price. He
had nothing but $40 bills and every time he
bought a pint he tore a gold certificate in
two. 1t went all right until the jag began
to spread out. For days afterward they
were busy piecing $50 bills together. This
chaps end was sudden and humorous.
Everybody sat around and took advantage
of his liberality, public officials and all
All went well while his money lasted. but
when the roll was exhausted the govern
ment inspectors arrested him for mutilating
currency. That was In Canada. 1 never
took Canadian money after that-unless
wrestled in Canada.
Prize Ring Prospects.
Somebody asked me about the prize ring
the other day. 1 have always had the
fighting bee. I've had 1t stronger than ever
since they began to give $4,000 purses out
in Nevada, All wrestlers have 1t, they say.
1 guess 1t has stung me good and hard. I
once challenged Jeffries. Fact. 1 shudder
to think what would have happened If he
had said yes. He didn't. He said no. You
needn't laugh I've fought a battle or two.
My first fight was a ripper. After l had
wrestled them all down in the Klondike
they dug up Paddy Slavin and staked me to
him in a ten-round glove bout. 1t was
slaughter-house affair. The police stopped
1t in the seventh round. At least that's
what they told me afterward. Say, during
those seven rounds Slavin hit at me 800
times. and I don't believe he missed me
once. All the same. joking aside, 1 don't
know whether I'm entirely through with the
ring yet or not. Don't be surprised If you
find me trying to annex that other Ameri-
can championship some fine day.
"Gad Snipes!" Farmer Burns.
should hate to leave the subject of
wrestling at any time without saying
good word for my old tutor, Martin, better
known as Farmer Burns one Of the great
est grapplers America has ever produced,
and yet. probably. man less appreciated
at his true worth than any other in the
business today. I really place Burns right
up to the edge Of the first rank of men on
the mat. and but a few pounds of weight
have partitioned him of from the cham
pionship. The name Of Farmer Burns was
an heirloom to the sport when first came
out. Yet here he is today. His rivals of
the mat Of other years have faded and gone
and yet, approaching his fiftieth milestone
the old Farmer is hale and husky, and
seemingly, the strength and stamina which
have made him a mat artist in the highest
state of perfection have remained unim-
paired. Ask the Farmer how he has main
tanned such a state Of physical excellence
despite advancing years. and he will say,
Avoid dissipation. boy" The Farmer never
smoked. nor chewed. nor has he INDUCED
In intoxicating drink: in fact. he carries
his care In diet SO far that he does not
touch coffee or tea his sole beverages being
water and milk. OF course. Burns must
have been splendidly endowed by nature for
the raclking trials OF the mat. In many
ways he 10 one Of the most remarkably de-
velopsd men / have ever seen. For in
stance, you cannot employ q strange hold
on the Farmer with success. They have
tried In vain to choke the old chap. In
fact, they have suspended him by the hang
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