The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-09-27

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"Reg'lar swans down cushions"
says L.
Like to have you try round or so.
Vickers," puts in Chester as careless as
he could Professor McCabe will show
you how to put them on"
.Ah. really" says Curlylocks- Then
he has to step up and inspect Ches-
ters frame I'D.
That's the finish.' thinks 1; for
Chetty's a well-built boy, good and
bunchy around the shoulders, and when
he peels down TO a sleeveless jersey he
looks most as wicked as Sharkey. But.
just as we're expectin' Curlylocks 10
show how wise he was. he throws out
bluff that leaves us gaspin for
breath.
DO you know" says he. 'if / was
in the mood for that sorI of thing, I'd
be charmed; but-er-"
''Oh, fudge"' says Chiefly. IT expect
you'd rather recite us some poetry"
And at that one of Chesters chums
smokers right out Sylvie flushes up
like some one had slapped him on the
wrist.
Beg pardon" says he; but ! be-
lieve / will try it for a little While
and he holds out his paws for me to
slip the gloves.
Better shed the parlOr clothes" says
l. You're liable 10 get EN- dusty.
which last tickles the audience lot
He didn't want TO peel off even his
Tuxedo; but l jollies him into lettin'
go of it, and partin' with his collar and
white tie and eyeglasses, too. That was
as far as he'd go, though.
Course, il was kind of a loW-doWn
game TO put up on anybody: but Curly
locks want outclassed any in height.
nor much in weight: and, seem as
how he'd kind of laid himself open to
something of the sort. / didn't feel as
bad as 1 might. All the time Chester
was tryin' to keep the grin off his face.
and his chums was most wearin' their
elbows out nudgin' each other.
"Now." says 1. when 1 got Curlylocks
ready for the slaughter, "whatll ii be
-two-minute rounds?''
quite satisfactory" says Sylvie. and
Chiefly mods.
Then let err CO., says 1. steppin
back.
One thing I've always coached Ches-
ter on was openin' lively. II don't make
any difference whether the mitts are
hard or soft, whether it's go to fin
ish or a private bout for fun, there's
no sense in wastin' the first sixty sec
onds in stirrin' up the air. The thing
TO do is to bore in And Chester didn't
need any urgin'. He cuts loose with
both punches, Iandin right on the
ribs and pokin' the left into the middle
of Sylvie's map: so sudden that Mr..
Poet Iheaves up a grunt way from his
socks.
"Ah. string ii out. Chiefly" says l.
String il out, SOS it'll last longer"
But he's like a hungry kid with a
hokypoky sandWich-he wants to take
! it all at one bite. And maybe If I'd
been as much gone on Angelica as he
was, and had been put on a siding for
this moonlight potry business. I'd been
just as anxious. So he wades in again
with as fine a set of half-arm jolts as
he has in stock.
| BY this time Sylvie has got his guard
up proper. and is GOVERN himself al
most as good as if he knew how. 1t
was a little awkward; but somehow
Chiefly couldn't seem TO get through.
Give him the cross hook" sings out
one of the boys.
Chester tried. but it>didn't work
Then he springs another rush. and they
| goes around like couple of pinwheels.
with nothin gettin' punished but the
gloves.
"TimeE' says 1. and leads Sylvie over
to chair. He was puffin' some, but
outside of that he was as good as new.
Good blockin'. old man." says 1.
You're doin' fine. Keep that I'D and
Think so?" says he, reachin' for the
towel.
The second spdsm starts off differ
ent Curlylocks seems to be more
! awake than he was, and the first thing
we knows he's fiddlin' for an openin'
in the good old-fashioned way.
And there's where you lose out. son.
says l.
l hadn't got through tk;nkin' before
things hpUnn hanrpnin' SNlx-ia
to unlimber from the waist up, and his
arms acted like he'd let out an extra
link in EN- Funny / hadn't noticed
that reach of his before For a second
or so he only steps around Chester,
shootin' out first one glove and then
the other. and plantin' little love pats
on different parts of him, as If he was
locatin the right spots.
Chiefly didn't like havin' his bumps
felt of that way. and comes back with
a left swing, followed by an upper cut.
They was both a little wild, and they
didn't connect. That want the worst
of it. though. Before he's through with
that foolishness Sylvie turns them long
arms of his into a rapid fire battery,
and his mitts begin TO touch up them
spots he's picked out at the rate of
about hundred bulls eyes to the min
ute. IL was Observation-Disclosures
ChettyS arms swingin wide. and his
block rockin', and his breath comm
short, and his knees gettin' wabbly
as new boy speakin' a piece. Before
1 can call the round Curlylocks has put
the steam into a jaw punch that sends
Chester to the. mat as hard as though
he'd been dropped out of window.
Isis 1t all over?" says Chiefly when
he comes to a couple of minutes later
IF you leave it to me-" says 1, II
should say it was: unless Mr. What's
his-name here wants TO try that same
bunch of tricks on me. How about it?''
Much obliged. professor" says Cur
lylocks, givin a last hitch to his white
tie; but I've seen you in the ring"
WELL" says |. I've heard you re-
cite po'try; Sc we're even But say.
you MAKE a whole lot better shown
in my line than / would in yours. and
if you ever need a hacker in either just
call on me-"
We shakes hands on that: and then
Chiefly comes to the front, man fash
ion, with his flipper out too. That starts
the reunion. and when I leaves 'em,
about a. M. the Scotch and ginger ale
tide was runnin' out fast
How about Angelica? All. say. next
mornin' there shows up a younger.