The wageworker. (Lincoln, Neb.) 1904-????, 1910-09-16


I FINISH GUS RUHLIN IN FIVE ROUNDS
AT FRISCO.
~HERE was a great crowd at
the Pavilion that night. some
thing like 10000 people. Spe-
cial trains had been coming in
all day long, and the cities and towns
along the coast had sent big delega-
tons. 1t looked good, fighting for GO
per cent of the gate receipts and Is
per cent to the winner.
In spite of the rain men stood in
line all day waiting for the gallery
doors to be thrown open and the gal
lery seats to be put on sale. When l
came in an hour before ring time the
lights for the kaleidoscope pictures were
about half turned on. With blistering
recollections of the lights over the ring
at Coney Island when l fought Shar-
key looked them over, but they seem
ed to be well arranged, and. although
there was heat enough. it wasn't quite
like furnace. The police were busy
that night helping to handle the crush.
Around the ring was just the sort of
a crowd that you can always find at
a worlds championship battle. There
sat Mayor Phelan of San Francisco
and Schmitz, mayor elect, with all the
big judges and lawyers and business
men of the city.
At half past we got into the ring.
This time didn't wait for the other
fellow. as l usually do. but climbed
through the ropes first. Rubin fol
lowed me. All around the ring men
were skipping about trying to get bets
down. some of them Offering better
than 2 to 1 on me and not finding very
many takers. The ring was cleared.
Rubin was talking with his seconds.
Billy Madden, Denver Ed Martin
and Eugene Van Court. Delaney and
Kid Eagan stepped back through the
ropes behind me. l got up and, pull
ing the flag out of my belt. tied it
around the post in my corner. Then
stood up and waited for the bell
Harry Corbett. the referee. stepped to
the middle of the ring. Corbett was
an absolutely square man. 1t didn't
make any difference to him that he
had been my first friend when came
to San Francisco to fight years before
Jim in New York
The bell rang, and the fight began.
At first we were both pretty cautious.
1t doesn't pay to be careless in the
first round with the worlds champion
ship at stake. Gus jabbed me ightl;
and stepped into a clinch. l tapped
him just as lightly. | began going
after him faster. and Gus clinched or
ducked under my punches. The first
was tame round
In the second Gus cut loose and got
jaw and on the body. but they didn't
hurt, and 1 kept on walking into him.
looking for an opening for the one
punch that would do business. Gus
hooked his left over against my cheek
bone. and I thought he WINGED. After
ward he claimed that he broke two
| knuckles with that punch. l didn't
feel it much. He crossed his right to
my eye and Jared me little.
AS soon as the third round began
| made up my mind that Gus couldn't
do much more than he'd done already
and that there was no use in wasting
more time | went right after hin
and. sticking my left out. staggered
him with Il hard smash on the chin
| 1t wasn't snowy punch-just g
straight arm and Il little bit of a hook
at the end of it, Gus fell into a clinct
and held on hard. pushed him ava!
and uppercut with both hands.
banged my left into his body. and be
complained to Corbett. l kept or
whipping my left in Rubin had hare
work to stick the round out. l knew
that I'd whip him then and that the
fight wouldn't be very long one. Hi
couldn't take the body blows.
In the fourth walked straight al
him and kept on walking when hi
tried to jab me away. All that wa:
necessary now was good opening
Rubin covered his body carefully. ant
I popped one over that nearly CLOSED
his eye and made him bring his guart
up Then a left in the stomach ben
him over pushed him back ant
walked after him. whaling away nov
and then for his body. Gus had sucl
a funny look on his face that almos
had to laugh He turned to Corbet
and said. Make him stop chasing me
Harry" Madden was in Ruhlin's cor
ner. peering through the ropes will
his eyes popping out. and every fim'
damned one into Ruhin's body
could see Madden vince. He though
he had a chance to make fortune
with Gus. and here was his meal tcke
getting punched full of holes.
There wasn't any footwork or any