The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1908-07-09
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easy money" said jake Appell
The seven Appel brothers were
seated in the office Of Caesar, the fight
promoter. He was the eldest of all
the fighting Appells, while jake was
the youngest.
I'm going on the STAGE" jake
added, pompously.
"Aw, gwan, youse talk like fish,"
shouted Able, the crack feather
weight. "They amt none of us but
me kin be on the stage, see? When |
beat young Bob Fitzsommons I'll be
havin' a million offers, cause cham
poems gifts em. But you amt no
champeen."
"He's foolish" said Miah, con-
temptuously. "They been kiddin'
him."
jake took on an offended air. He
scowled at his larger relatives, who
eyed him scornfully.
"Let him tell what It is he's tryin'
to do" suggested Caesar, with toll
erance.
81 s'pose nobody but youse guys
knows nothin'?" bitterly demanded
jake. Il got regular job at Shin
er's Bowery Theatre, beginnin' Mon
day matinee, an meetin' all comers."
Hes lose his nut complete" de-
clared Morris, the middleweight.
The other Appells gazed at jake
increulously.
Are you tryin' to kid us?" Monte
Appel inquired, cause your stuff
wouldn't get a laugh in forty years.
It's punk. Where'd you get that at,
anyway"
jake sullenly observed the sneer-
ing faces of his relatives. He had not
removed his hat and overcoat upon
entering the Office, therefore hasty
departure was easy. He got up.
"All the know-it-all Appells kin go
chase 'emselves fur all O. mel" he ex-
claimed Good night"
The door noisily closed after him.
THAT kids sick, I'm afraid" said
Miah anxiously. you don't 'spose,
!. now, that readin' about lunatics and
that has got him bug? Cause that
talk he was shootin' amt good sense"
The family, after earnest discus
sion of jake, decided that, angered
at not having his name in the fight
columns like his more famed broth
ers, jake had merely endeavored to
impress them with his own i'm
portance. They separated, those indi-
viduals who lived by physical combat
going to their training quarters, while
Caesar went off to sign a couple of
men for a preliminary at his next
hstic entertainment
1t was on the next Monday night
that Nav Appel asked Paw Appel
where jake had gone. With sons so
plenteous paw had not missed jake.
Where, indeed, is it he has gomez"
said he. Il do not see the boy again
yet"
He blows out wit some guy wear
In big hunk of ice this afternoon. >"
Monte, who was not in active train
ing at the time, furnished this news.
Paw Appel remarked that if the
man wore diamonds it was all right.
But no lead ones, you bet" said
the proud parent.
jake Appel, gloom in his young
heart, was in an unventilated dress
ing room at Sinners Bowery Theatre,
attended by a smashed nose, little
eyed youth named Micked McGoogle.
Messrs. Appel and McGoogle were
slightly nervous, but they did not con-
Tess 1t. Outside the theatre two red
lettered signs announced that Jake
appel. champion featherweight" (of
what locality was prudently omitted) ;,
was meeting all comers twice daily
Tor three rounds.
It's finding it,, said the burlesque
shows manager enthusiastically.
stand these dubs off twice a day.
wen put hurdle up for any guy
who looks tough game"
and l get a hundert bucks an
nity per cent. of everything after
|zOOO business is did on the week. ;"
MY boy" said the manager, Il see
they can't trim you. Exactly. Our
contract says il you're knocked out,
ohiy $40 altogether. But we don't
let you get knocked out. SO you re
safe.
Mr. McGoogle, aged seventeen, and
jake who was then sixteen, consid-
eieu II an excellent financial deal. In
PINK trunks, an American flag belt
ana hghting shoes, Jake bowed to
ms second audience at GAS D. m.
Ihe champion of the Bronx Brick
ayers Union was his opponent.
why, he amt no feather-he's a
"eiter protested Kid McGoogle..
Are you runnin my stage or am L.
ager.
Mr McGoogle quieted. The brick
iayihg person obviously was not
aware that in most sets OF articles the
80 blanche swing is barred He used
~ EFFECTIVELY in the first round. In
ne second, well sponged and famed
~ mr. McGoogle. Jakie chased the
amateur around the ring. punctuating
'ne trip with frequent wallops.
Aw, mix II upl He's stollin'. ("
no"ied the gallery. Make em fight,
20 git him, kid"
They clinched.
can't hold'n' hit. argued voice.
rut your head on his chin. Jakiel
kld!" sAe Wy eoou
ane bricklayer cravenly quit. It
was Jakie's fight.
n'y dollars was offered to "the