Evening journal., 1911-04-01

elastic step was somewhat stretched.
One day an unsympathetic friend
looked him over.
Pooh" he said, you with that
bulk? You amt sick. Why don't
! you go down and let Casey knock il
out of your
Casey" quoth Mr.. Miller with a
languid English accent, who i'm,
-er-Wilmington. is Casey?"
He keeps the only real smuggling
emporium about these parts"
"Oh," said Mr.. Miller. indifferently
81 suppose you mean he has a gym
] nasium."
You can call It dancing school
If you want TO- said the friend ana
turned the corner.
But he put Casey next to the pro-
position and one day when Mr.. Miller
was not looking Casey buttonholed
him.
What you want he said, is exer-
else, You're doing too much brain
work and eating too many welsh rab-
bits, bones and all You want to get
those muscles of yours into good
shape. Come on down and I'll show
you about the game"
81 don't think I care to try Il Just
at present" drnwled the pride of the
Avenue, politely. "Some other time.
Some other time you won't need
IT, said Casey you needn't be
afraid"
/ Afraid echoed Mr.. Miller. his eye
brows fairly bristling Afraid! Huh!
/ III be there tomorrow at twelve"
For he II known that Mr.. Miller
fears nothing. He even has a special
copy of the dictionary with the word
fear" eXpurgated ~-hich no reads ut
odd moments as mental tonic.
Therefore, If Mon Jour Casey had
been posted he could not have struck
oil more quickly than he did
On the morrow and on a succession
Of morrows. Mr. Miller proceeded tC
act upon the theory that II makes a
man well and strong to punch and be
punched He got so sore he forgot he
was sick and he wallowed I'm liniments
and lotions until he smelled like an
oil well and looked like mahogany.
And every day al twelve and some
days at ten he was there on the mat
facing Casey and every day he was
getting stronger, much TO Casey g
discomfort For that gentleman with
an eye. 10 business. took the slugging
that Miller gave him with good grace,
his mind securely centered on the
actors salary check. At first Of
course, It was merely fun, but as Mr..
Miller forgot his indisposition and the
liniment got in its healing work aud
he limbered up. Casey found the job
getting slightly on his nerves. Il got
harder 10 fend off the blows The up
percuts we're coming fast and furious
and If Casey was careful az most times
10 land his body blows with discretion
the same cannot be said OF his pupil.
Day by day Mr. Miller began to put
them over a little harder and TO note
Casey's expressions Of discomfort with
glee. Day by day he repaired to the
theatre with a broad grin and a grow
ing inclination to play a roaring farce
Whatever Casey might be feeling Mr..
Miller was unquestionably having a
good time.
One day Casey. having called I'm the
services of a rubber. who piled some
OF the liniment which Mr.. Miller hal
been thoughtful enough not TO use.
grouched outwardiy.
I'm going after that actor chap he.
fore get through" he growled
What you do II for?" asked Mix,
Finnegan giving his muscles an extra
squeeze which made him scringe
You're gettin' soft. standin' fer thai
sort of thing"
Il need the money" admitted Casey
We'll, then. why don't you fix up z
little draw? Jest let few Of us in OF
It with a purse on the side. Then you
could get even"
Casey's eyes frightened and he
! smiled broadly. The very thing" he
said. "I'll spring it on him tomorrow.
So Il was settled. The Miller-Casey
bout was to come off on a certain night
not so very long ago after the would
be champion had finished making vio-