Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1909-01-17

Johnson is going to be horribly out
classed by the boilermaker if the two do
get together.
Even IL Johnson is licked by Jeffres.
why. he won't he done for. But that
doesn't have to be figured on Yet.
On the other hand. il JeffrieS refuses
and keeps on refusing to fight Johnson.
why, then. won't Johnson always be in
a position to say, and TO say with a Ger
tain semblance of truthfulness that JEFF
fries is afraid Of him?
AS a simple matter of fact, IL really
looks If Johnson shouldn't feel at all
worried about it IL Jeffries declines
fight with him. Looks as If Johnson VIII
get a fine big break for himself either
way. As for the dubs who WILL. con-
sent to fight with johnson for q loser
end, why. he doesn't have to fear those
people 1t seems pretty reasonable to
suppose that Johnson is going TO be able
to lick all OF the rest of EN- for good
many years to come. Therefore. why
should he worry whether Jeff wants -
fight or not? And why shouldn't he he
chesty and dictatorial and things when
the time comes for the arrangements to
be made for match like that?
Rose Too Slow.
Well. now they're oozng 1t that that
big young weight-throwing Teller. Ralph
Rose of California, wants to take a crack
at Johnson.
Uh-huh
Wants to. Thinks that maybe he might
be able to. 1magines that maybe. Dopes
it that perhaps. And SO on.
But maybe not. too, folks. Mebbe not
Not, you know. that this Rose boy-he :
only twentythree - isn't big enough.
Shucks. no. He's big enough to pub a
Percheron horse around like as If the
horse was woolly toy dog or something
out Of Noah's ark.
He is in fact. of the huQeSt ClnCS
ever saw in my life. Rose. the cham
pion weight tosser of the world-you'lI
remember the stunts he did at the Olym-
plan games in London, and how his i'm
mense bulk sort of overawed his BRITISH
competitors-Rose is good six feet six
inches high in his bare tootsies. and he's
one of the grandest-looking young fellows
when he's in competing form that you
ever clapped wick on, at that. He
weighs 80 pounds. generally, when he's
doing the weight-throwing stunts in COM
petition. though he was down TO 40 for
the last Olympian games There isn't
much OF anything in the weight-tossing
line that this youngster can't do about
four hundred times gracefuller and heater
than anybody else on the globe. He's the
main noise at that stuff. He outclasses
and back.
But nix on the prize ring thing for
Ralphy.
Why?
wen, because he 100 SLOW, that S why
Too bedinged slow. l know this, because
I've seen him box. He's been boxing
around, to keep in trim. for a long time
now. On the day before the big parade
here in honor of the returned Olympian
athletes / saw Rose box here. He looked
the fighter right up to the notch when he
was standing perfectly still.
But when he got into action-nay-nay-
nay. He was like a cook stove trying TO
shin up the side of telegraph pole. He
was an ice wagon attempting TO do a
polka or something.
Clumsy. That's what Ralphy was and
Is as a boxer. And slow. That's the
name for it-slow as molaSses dribblng
out Of a country grocery barrel on a win
ter's afternoon. Slow the arrival OF
payday. Slow as the woman in front of
ton in the infantry arm of the United
States Army. Shucks Almighty. how
SLOW that Rose boy is as a boxer!
wherefore, consequently. he's just
smoking betel nut and things when he
imagines that he's ever going to trim this
Johnsing pusson. Just dreamink dream
ink, that's what Ralphy is doing for him.
slider that Johnsing is about the fastest
big gink. white or black. that ever boxed
with his shadow and raped the shadow
into kindling wood and all like that.
Ralph ought to wake up. A lot of 'em
ought to wake up.
Particularly, however. all of us need to
wake up that have somehow or another
permitted ourselves to be deluded by the
notion that ihen ii comes time for john
son to sign sUme articles and other docu-
ments for himself he's going to prove
himself to be a mush-conk and a mark
and a little bit of quiet humble noise
Because he AMT.