Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1909-01-10

nah for the folks who've got tidy pool
room plays, but even at that it isn't
going to last. for the people in Savannah
who don't like that sort of thing are be-
ginning to peek it over, and presently
you'll be hearing about one other las
stand of the racing interests being put
cut of business owing to the 'bigotry and
narrow-mindedness of reform ele-
In Right This Time.
Jim Corbett. he'd better behave himself
or somebody will slap that lavender or
child right out of the lapel of his dress
coat. and that's right.
What! J. Corbett fght-and lick-J
Johnson?
Shush. shush. fellers. l don't believe
that at the present stage Of the game he
could lick Perry Carson
Because you know, despite all OF this
nutferino talk that's breezing around Just
now to the effect that Jim Corbett al
ways and perpetuallH has kept himself so
Hne and tr1g and trim. 1t jes amt so.
and you can take that from the above
signed
If Jim Corbett can't tell the difference
between all brands of sec and brut cham
payne just by shifting at EN- in a dark
room with the bottles ninety-eisht feet
| away from him and he blindfolded. then
am going to inhale sarsaparilla for the
remainder of my glad young life and swear
that l like it,
I'm not saying that ]. Corbett has ever
act 6 slowing the suds like poor old
John l.. III his rummiferous day. or any
thing of that sort.
But j. Corbett has just had the dickens
own OF a clippy and cut-uppy time for
yahs and yahs now as John Drew and
others of our set would say. and if he
hasn't handed himself some deteriorating
blows i'll the immediate region of the
kltchenette since last he had suit OF
nshtlns toys on. then he's there with a
ought TO be put on exhibition at the
American Museum of Natural History
one Of these old days or nights
Reckon Jim is only kidding. however,
as to taking on the husky dinge from
Galveston. Corbett never did like lick
ing. you remember that. Recall the time
he had his second, Con McVey, jump into
the ring when he saw for dead GER
;a:nty that Sharkey was going to hop in
and make miHcemeat of him?
NO. CorDett never was fond of a
thrash!ns land who the deuce blames
him. whatD, and don't you imagine for
one-n!neteenth OF a second that he
doesn't know. away down to the middle
Of the -midriff Of him. that II he ever did
happen to become nutty and clomp into
the same ring with Johnson, Johnson
would be arrested and indicted for MUIR
der out OF hand
Nope. Corbett isn't going to fight John
son. But he's going to run around in a
lot OF foxy circles and get a lot of folks
to believing that he really intends to
challenge johnson, and maybe that won't
sort Of boost the gate receipts at Jim's
vaudeville performances. and maybe Jim
doesn't know it. and few other little
maybe's OF that or similar character.
On Yonkers' Marathon.
IoUght to see ore of these open-air
Yonkers Marathons, really and truly
Because. you know, they look like all
the open-air comedy you ever heard Of
All Of 'em. big and little, young and old.
have got the Marathoning bug now, you
see, and the old fellers seem to have
worse cases OF it than the little bits of
skinny understood chaps who think they
can run twenty-six miles and then some
yards without breaking themselves in
two.
At the last Yonkers Marathon there
were half dozen sad-sad old parties a.
running. or thinking they were running.
who were so close to sixty years Of age
that there wasn't any fun in it, Several
OF them had long patriarchal boards
through which the piercing winds of the
Yonkers road just whistled and screeched
and sang and shrilled, and the poor old
grand-dads c!omped along with their bare
legs exposed to the wintry blasts, and
lhouSdHuS OIL HTeSerdNI IOlkS IN autOrnO-
biles along the route abiding them,
and it sure was shame. deed it was.
1t looked as if the old parties had got
dissatisfied with the eating or the chew
ing tobacco or something at the Old Mems
Home and were breaking their necks to
make their escape from that institution,
and their performance had sort of an
Eliza effect very sad and
dismal and gloomy and painful TO Witness
If this thing keeps up the first thing we
know Wen be seeing old Dlogenes and
Socrates and Santa Claus and Jim Hickey
and Andy Jackson and Gineral Washing
ton and J. Caesar and Charlemagne and
all the rest of the fine old tops nudging
out of their sarcophagi to take part in
the Marathon doings, and most Of these
open air Marathons are punk enough as
it is without having them grabbed by the
efforts of a passed. of giddy old clips
that've been dead and buried all these
years. Still we can't help but praise
the ambition of the old fellers. Yes,
they've sure gotta de ambish'.