The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1908-02-09

you're coming and I'll be on hand
II 1896 warson. then al the head o.
the company he had started to worH
for as boy, was going West wheE
he decided 10 get of at Omaha and
whip Cryder. he wired from Kansas
city. Cryder met him at the station
in carriage. took him home, and thu
following afternoon they fought in the
backyard
Cryder won, but it took him six
rounds, and both men were badly beat
en- up.
"whew," said cryder when War
son recovered from the knockout blow.
You ought to give me time to train,
I'm getting fat"
Maybe then I'll be able to lick you, >
said warson.
warson visited Cryder for several
days and persuaded him to go with
him into the Yellowstone, where they
had a week of sightseeing.
That was the last they saw of each
other until recently. Ten years had
passed-and it seemed as if Warson
never would get the chance to keep his
word. Cryder had rented a cottage at
Long Beach, Cal. for the winter, and
was staying there with his family, He
was walking up the beach when he
saw familiar figure on the board
walk. He advanced and greeted the
man-who was warson.
Just out for a few weeks" said
warson. You're looking well, Cry
der"
I'm perfect condition. old man. And
your"
Never better. Think I'll whip you
this time
"Not yet" laughed cryder- I'm
Just getting good. This sea air has
made me 10 years younger"
warson stopped at the Cryder cot
tage for several days. For obvious
reasons neither mentioned TO Mrs. Cry
der that they were going to fight to
settle their old Crude. They waited
one morning until Mrs. Cryder walked
downtown to do the shoppinf, taking
little Harlan. the baby, with her: then
they went into the back yard. stripped
for battle.
The yard is of sand. deep and loose,
and it is fenced in with a high red
wood fence. but the fence did not pre-
vent those who rushed from neighbour
ing cottages from seeing one of the
grandest fights in history. The two
men, both getting plump and prosper
Gus looking. but each still athletic.
fought until they tore the sand into
great hollows, until their blood sprin-
killed. it. At intervals one would cry out.
thine" and they would rest for
moment, and go at it again, with bare
knuckles.
For Is rounds they fought-rounds of
varying lengths, as they were forced
to guess at the length of time elapsed.
Finally in the Fifteen Cryder caught a
stif left-hand blow on the jaw. It
him. and he ciinched. War
son threw him off and swung his right
cryder. weak and dizzy. parried. ana
swung desperately. The blow lifted
Warson from his feet and dropped him
in the sand.
In an instant he was up and rushed.
Cryder, still dizzy. covered his jaw
with one shoulder and hung on. His
straight left failed to drop warson.
who kept driving in blow after blow,
but failing to land on the vital spot.
Slowly Cryder was forced into the
angle of the fence. He tried to escape,
his foot slipped in the sand, his arms
spread bit to prevent a fall, and.
like a fash. warson shot his right to
the jaw, and Cryder went down like
a log. 81
Mrs, Cryder. returning at that in
slant, saw the blow and screamed. She
stood as if petrihed watching warson
over her husband. Then she
ran in. What she said to warson was
sufficient, but suddenly he looked up
and she saw tears in his eyes. Just
then Cryder's eyes opened. He sat up
in the sand, spat out some blood. and
said. dizzily: We'll. warson, old boy,
you did It at last, and I'm glad it's
over"
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