Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-05-16
THINKS WELL OF JOHNSTON
Saws Commissioner Would Go Fine
for Three Rounds.
OF DIR. TINDALL
Confounds Harvard Professors The
Org That Woman Teachers
Make Mollycoddles.


missioner Rudolph and Commissioner
Johnston TINS morning, and after look
ing them both over very carefully gave it
out in the pressroom that he thought
any one who wanted to take fall out OF
Commissioner Johnston would have all
that was coming to him.
Say, he's all right" said Bat. He
is one O. these here small fellows that
looks big as a house I'm the ring. 1
bet he could go tree rounds with any
one here
Bat looked around at tall, blond re-
porter. about 175 in weight, who had
asked him a certain question:
well. don't know. 1 think he could
wipe the floor UP with you,'' said Bat
DR.. Tindall Lands One.
Nelson was followed throughout the
District building by an increasing mob
Of clerks, watcnmen and officials. He
and his manager. John b. Robinson.
called on Fred Lee, and then dropped in
to see DR.. Tindall. who was plainly de-
lighted at the honor paid him. He had
a question to ask bat.
Did you ever go to school to
woman, Mr.. NelsOn?
sure" said Bat.
There said the doctor, with grin.
Il knew that professor at Harvard was
wrong. 1 read in the paper that this
professor says that woman teachers
inahe AnOli ycOudIes. Loon at Mr. Nell
son. He lent to school to a woman,
and look at HIM now"
Well, everybody in Nelson's trail was
looking at him now" Every one took
Robinson for the tghter and Ne.son for
the manager. Robinson weighs about 40
In his clothes, yet all the District build
ing sports called Robinson MIR. Nelson. -
Even Commissioner Rudolph did.
Details as to Wardrobe.
Mr.. Battling Nelson was dressed in a
light green suit Of spring fiannels, into
which blue-and-brown stripe had been
introduced with quite nifty effect. He
wore a shirt with four-track stripes and
g. semaphore signal for a scarf pin in a
robins egg tie. His hat was of conven-
tional style and his hosiery was of the
quiet kind.
Commissioner Rudolph stopped drio ling
Ice water from the silver pitcher III his
room with gulp when the distinguished
fighter entered with his retlnue. The
Commissioner fell into the trap with the
other District building sports and sup
posed that Robinson was the figter. Mr.
Battling Nelson explained the adherence
asked the Commissioner whether or not
he was scrapper, and OH receiving mo
for an answer, the party, increasing in
size. headed Tor Commissioner Johnston
Commissioner Johnston received the
party with a smiling face. He held his
spectacles in one hand and gripped the
fighters right with the other. 1t looked
as If some one was about to say:
Marquis of Queensberry rules, and re-
member. no hitting in the breakaway
Both boys are members of this club
Exchanges at Close Range.
The Commissioner opened up with a
question. which hit the
jaw. Bat came back by swinging in a
remark that the Commissioner looked
very fit. The Commissioner then
started in a little close heart-to- heart
talk:
This fighting game is a great game
1 think every man has the innate feel
ing Of the boxer. 1t appeals to every
man who is a real man. l am a fire.
quent handler Of the mitts. 1 can go
three rounds, the amateur limit, take a
is all over have the grandest feeling
in the world"
Sure" said Bat. ITS all the way
you look at it. II you go at it clean,
then the gallery gives you a hand. If
the gallery is down on you-good
night!''
Bat and Commissioner Johnston stayed
longer than the amateur limit. Neither
seemed to desire to leave the company of
the other. 1t was a good thing to see
them talking, scrapping and both of them
enjoyed it.
An said Bat afterward, there's a
man to run government. It's the guy