The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1912-05-26
JOHNSON IN
FORT MADISON.
Heavyweight Champion knuckle Dust
e. on His Way to Las
Vegas for the Flynn
Romp.
BIG JACK HOPEFUL
Tells 4 Gate city Representative
That Flynn viii do we'll II
He Escapes IN one
Piece.
BIG JACK HOPEFUL
IspeclAl to me cate CTS. i

Especial to The Gate City.]
4 FORT MADISON, Iowa, May &c.
Jack Johnson, champion fist rammer
OF the world, was this city's. disting-
uished visitor here for few moments
yesterday afternoon. He arrived here
on the Santa Fee on his way to Las
Vegas, New Mexico, where, on the
nations birthday, he ID booked for d
finish rcmp with Jipl Flynn, the pueblo
fireman and hope buster. At first the
saccharine knuckle buster refused to
say anything for publication, but later
changed his mind when a Gate City
correspondent boarded the car and
peppered him with a few rights and
lefts that he absorbed III one ear after
he had vainly tried to sidestep the
dexterious jabs aimed at him by The
Gate City sporting man.
Why, hello, Gate City. he said,
showing two rows of golden teeth,
which, ostensibly, were responsible for
the classical derivation Of the golden
SMILE given him two years ago.
Where have you all been keeping
yourself since last we met In Reno,
Nevada he continued, as The Gate
City corresponding got past his guard
and punctured him with few more
jabs concerning his European jam
boree. Some town, that Rene he
went on, some Jeff. some fight, and
some bones for Mistah Jack johnson,
after that Reno visit Then, an
other simmer OF that golden rainbow
studded with nuggets OF the purest
vintage, and the Ink splash, after duck
ing left uppercut that The Gate City
man aimed at his chin, grew remin.
iscent for a short time. No. no, It's
no more bacon and beans for jis plain
jack Johnson-it's chicken. ham and,
and so on, for Mistah John Artha John;
son. since that little Reno jaunt."
Well, Here's Regards.
But getting back to that approach
ing fracas with the Pueblo fireman"
said The Gate City man. as he plunked
the champion on the solar pleuxs with
u sickening thud.
Ouch" said the champion, but after
he recovered his composure he drew
The Gate City man into 4 his private
car, where there was horde Of faces,
black and white, who composed the
johnson party. Try that, old college
chum," cas- he slipped your represent.
alive very nice looking cigar) "and
here's gesundeit,' he gurgled as he
splashed something In gold tipped
stein. ITS a CO., shouted your fren
zied representative, and then the In
terview proceeded.
Speaking Of bull whales and Pueblo
firemen,' said your correspondent
how short do you think It will be?'
"Oh, yes, Mr. Gate City, the big Gin
der went on, "of course, you under
stand that all depends on the moving
picture men they have to live as vel
as US gentlemen
Well, do you figure the hope light
ly?" The champion heaved somewha,
Of sigh, and then said: Eyes, light
w." "Yes, but remember, Jack, the
fireman is some older and more ex
perienced than when he met you be
fore. well, yes he replied, witt
q chnckle, and then, after some more
sparring, he said, "weil, the longer hi
lives, the older he gets" Whereupor
he burst into vigorous laughter Their
there was clinking of glasses agar
and an imp as black as night brought
on fresh supply.
Then there was some more clinkins
of glasses, and after the here's hop
ing the interview drifted to othel
things pugfllstic. WHO il the besi
man in the world?" That was ths
next punch your man fred at him
Jim Jeffries used to be- he said
Then there was more clinking oil
glasses. "Hcw many diamonds have
you and your wife7o asked the inter
viewer. six thousan," said Mr.
Johnson, and there was still some
blinking of glass, and real satisfac
tory gurgling sound.
Give Us Another, Bartender.
How much do you get for tina,
romp with Flynn said your repre-
sentative. 10000 said Mr.. John
SON. Whereupon, there was an inter
ruption In the interview while YOU
correspondent tainted "Is there tina,
much In the world suggested Thu
Gate City man when he had been res
uscited, and then there was some more
busting about the car, and some ont
commanded, "fllI 'em up again.