Norwich bulletin., 1910-12-10
TALES TOLD
 AT THE RINGSsDE By w. A. PheIon.
kEELY AND MAHoNEY.
By w. A. PheIo n

Copyright. 1910, by Joseph Rooie.)
 Nons de biff-the titles Of the ring are in just as general use today as was the case in the London rules peri cd of a hundred years ago. Many fighters adopt new names to disguise their calling from their folks; others shorten long and cumbersome mona ker to brief and business like cog nomen, and still others change d for elgn name to one that appeals more to the mass of ring followers. Jewish French and Scandinavian boxers still take Irish names ad libitum, and the different dialects that can be heard around dressing room on the night of a fistic tourney would puzzle a lin- guist to properly classify.
 One Of the richest mixups of this kind came off in Milwaukee a few short years ago. Up through Wiscon- sin and the northwest in general, mfddleweight, known as Young Ma honey, had sprung into fame, and was stopping every man whom he encoun- tered in lightning fashion. He was not the Young Mahoney who gained re- nown around Philadelphia. and who was one of the fastest men ever in the game, but was a pretty classy char acter, just the same, and was able to hold his own in the toughest com pany.
 Meanwhile, another middleWeight, known as Hugh or Hugo Kelly, had come up in Chicago, and had done so nobly that he ranged from coast to coast: seeking whom he might devour. In after years, this fellow was des- tined to fall before the pile-driving fists of Stanley Ketchel and the bull dog assault of Billy Papke, but at this time he was cock of the walk wherever he appeared. Mahoney's fame was If111ft tl1 fN eli he +, west; Kelly had fought in New York and in San Francisco. Kelly, there fore was much the more renowned of the pair. and when Mahoney's back CTS secured fight at a Milwaukee club it seemed as if the real chance for an immortal reputation had been offered
 Kelly and Mahoney! Two good old Turkish names for fair-names that have been immortalized in thousand fields-names that have been cheered by the wearers of the green where muskets flashed and where fists were brandished. Kelly and Mahoney-no wonder that Irishmen turned out en masse to see their battle, and that the Milwaukee fight club, usually populous with Germans, was on this occasion damned with men of Connaught and Kerryi
 As the fighters came on-both in green |.unks and with Irish flags for belts-there was mad applause, and eighteen fights were started in the gallery. The boys took their corners vicious, warlike fellows, both of then and an old, old tad, typical tad from Galway-came wobbling from one of the boxes to the corner occu- pied by Kelly.
 ''Many's the lad Dive known be the name of Kelly croaked the good old tad. ''Foine byes and g-r-r-an foight- ters. Kelly, ma bouchal, Oi wish ye lucks."
 Kelly leaned over the ropes and shook the tad'S hand.
 T mucha thanka you. Signor." said Kelly. T doa da best I can. Maybe so I knocka da head offa da monk in two. free round, si. signor?' ?''
 The tad gave Kelly one look of blghted happiness and then went stumbling over to the other corner.
 ''Mahoney" he almost sobbed. Ma honey, me bye. what do yez t'ink Thot Kelly do be a dagol Kill the Eyetaitan, Mahoney, fer the sake av the ould sodi''
 Mahoney reached down and pressed the old fellows paw. reassuringly.. 'Don'd you worry, olt poy.' he spoke. confidently. Ven I ged him by dose ropes init, you chust watch me soak him, I will from him he dopf gee mock in zwie roundt alretty.' With wall of heartbroken agony and despair the tad collapsed. Ths