Omaha daily bee., 1908-11-15

engaged q good sized dancing pavilion
alongside a roadhouse and amusement re-
sort a little distance out Of town. I got
the tickets printed and they were sold on
the at at 8 apiece, about a hundred Of
them being taken up at that figure.
Crowd Toes to Pavilion.
"The crowd made their way to the
pavilion In rigs Of their own providing
through a heavy fall OF snow. I had a
twenty-four-foot ring fixed up. There were
two dub preliminaries, but both % them
dancy enough to be worth the money. The
old chap who kept the fighting dope sup
piled the four stiffs for me and I got
them at 500 for the quartet, or $ a head.
The first two were a pair OF big dinges.
who got so sore on each other during the
first round that they began to bite. TIT
old Port Huron sport, who was doing the
evenings refereeing, had to do the knee
thing to pry the pair apart before they
tore each other to ribbons with their
teeth. The other two were drivers OF
brewery wagons, working for rival Port
Huron breweries. and they had it in for
each other.
'In bulk Freight Car Ed Dunkhorst was
a bisque doll to either Of them. They were
the biggest. latest pair of lobs 1 ever
slanted a lamp on. They clomped and
painted and sweltered around the ring for
six rounds. while the gang around the ring
howled.
Finally one got sore and handed the
other a kick where kicks are generally
administered, and that broke up the pre-
liminary. The two big stfffs were chased.
They adjourned by mutual consent to a
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two hours later, they were found by the
departing crowd still welting away at each
other with all their breathless might.
Then Tommy Burns and the cockney
were put on. on the way to the pavilion
l got Burns aside and said to him:
Loaf around a little on this thing, son,
and give the boys a kind OF trot for their
coin. Don't clean the little man up all in
a punch. but take a jog from the start and
work like a soldering cooper at your
leisure. I'd like to have you go as much
as eight rounds II you can do it without
making It look like you're resting too
hard
"Im Take 1t Easy"
"'oh, I'll take it easy said Burns, and
1 was satisfied
"As soon as the two got into the ring
dnyDOuy WITH I'LL elknLU d All eye COuiu
see that the stripping was going to make
the dancing little cockney look cheap.
Burns, even then a fine athlete, stripped in
beautiful condition without having done
any work. road or other. 10 speak OF. He
has always been one OF those always-in-
shape scrappers.
THE rosy skinned little Englishman,
slightly bald, looked to be as hard as nails
and plenty fit as far as muscle and energy
and good intentions went, but when the
two put their hands up any poodle could
nave picked the winner with his eyes half
shut.
"As soon as they mitted each other in
the center I could see that Burns was all
for obliging me by taking it easy. He
did hardly any leading. but just let the
cockney dance around him. Burns chucked
one in on the wind once in a while, but he
forbore making even an imitation of a
try for the Englishman's map or head,
not caring 10 scar him up any.
But Burns, in his willingness to oblige
me, involuntarlly fell to soldering too hard.
He became careless, and, that OF course,
was what the cockney was waiting for.
I'm the fourth round Burns had his
hand down, after a little early stalling,
and there was a cheerful sort of grin on
his face as he saw the cockney made the
Initial moves toward swinging for his jaw.
Burns. though, was just a fraction OF a
second too late with his guard and the
cockney caught him a most tremendous
wallop with his right smack dab on the
tip of the Jaw.
with ten more years of youth back OF
1t that clip would have put Burns to the
rug. As 1t was it stung like blazes and
the blow made Burns pale will sudden
rage. He was as white as chalk as ht
Jumped In to beat the Englishman NJ
quick. He didn't lose his head. but he be
came the dead cold, scientific fighter from
the instant the cockney landed hat numb,
ing one on the jaw. There were still two
minutes left Of the round.
Afraid of His Johnny Bull.
AFTER one more minutes, though, 1 haC
to hop into the ring. 1 was afraid Burni
was going to kill the Englishman. H,
knocked him about like a sack of bran
pulling him back with his arms when HI
was going down. and finally Burns go
his maj around the neck and was blisterinl
his kidneys with all of the steam he haC
In his shoulders when l tore the pal
apart with the help Of the referee.
Not so bad for a youngster,' / said t.