The San Francisco call., 1910-03-06

a careful watch upon him, could see that the man was
scarcely breathed for all the rough handling he had
been through Broughton, the other hand, found
his seconds knee a welcome resting place and
putting with his exertons.
At the lapse of the half minute the boxers to
the center for the third round. Slack seemed less
willing to take his chance of Broughtons formidable
blows and closed almost Immediately. The veteran
thrust his thigh for bullock, but the
butcher eluded it and they fell together, Slack again
underneath. At the fourth round the butcher wasted
even less time in bringing about fall. Cleveland
ever alert began to understand. Slacks hard condi
ton gave him little to fear from the struggle at close
quarters and the crash to the stage
Broughton, on the other hand, safer when on
his feet and long range, plainly trying avoid the
falls and to knock down his opponent while keeping
his own feet The fifth and sixth rounds were fought
almost with blow Slack slipping in hold and
Broughton unable to avoid him. The sixth round
ended with desperate wrestle, in which veteran
landed heavily upon the butcher Slack required his
seconds aid in rising.
"Bung His Peepers."
The men had been fighting for eight minutes and
bets were now flying fast among the spectators The
duke had placed several minor wages, but was anx-
iously seeking some one who would take him for a
heavy sum- Ten to one on Broughton!" he cried;
ten to onei"
Captain Cleveland was at his elbow. How much
will your highness venture?" he asked
The duke opened his tablets. Ten thousand
pounds he said.
Done answered Cleveland carelessy, and made
his note of the transaction Slack, sitting his
ond's knee heard the offer of the duke, which mme-
diaeIy became the ruling price among all the specta-
tors, in pit and boxes
Jenny said the butcher, turning to his second
with grin, take the 10 guineas that Broughton
sent and back me with them at the odds. The sec
ond nodded and, calling of his friends the
stage gave him the commission.
Broughtons broad chest was rising and falling with
deep rapid breaths the came together for the
seventh round Slack though he had suffered in the
last fall seemed to have no trouble with his wind
and advanced smiling. Again the strong lunged parti-
san in the pit yelled his Injunction:
"Bung his peppers, Bung his peepers."
Slack open the round with swift one, two at the
head The second blow ripped the veterans ear. but
before the butcher could recover Broughton had
smashed in his stomach blow, with which he had
ended many contest. 1t caught Slack fairly in the
body and dropped him to his knees like sack He
was all abroad for an instant and leaned heavily upon
his second in retiring to the corner but Whit of
spray braced him. To those who knew Broughton it
was matter for wonder that the butcher recovered
from that deadly blow so quickly. They had looked
to him collapse and when he sprang ready for
the next round they began to have respect for
the sturdy youngster.
At the eighth round Slack returned once to his
earlier tactics of closing He got past Broughton's
guard at the cost of stunning clip the neck, and
catching him fairly whired him with mighty effort
and sent him spinning his back. 1t was clean
mastery fall, and the amphitheater thundered with
the spontaneous of approval in which the sup
porters of Broughon joined heartily others For
the first time the had clearly proved his
right to be in the ring with the master and had
the advantage of round by skillful tactics Brough
ton in distress as he and sought his
corner.
When they came forward for the next round