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South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-01-12
CHICAGO PIN MEN
TAKE 8 STRAIGHT
Picked Team From Windy City
Too Much for EIkS Stars
BIOuIn and Collier Delight
Fans.

TIE famous Blatz five-nan bowling
team of Chicago were the guests OF
the t-Iks Sunday and ia the afternoon
a picked team from the Antiers and
Eiks leagues went down to defeat be-
tore them. losing three straight
games The scores were s2I-6lS.
s34-9-6 and 1OI4-9C5 and as is iadi-
Gated neither team was lacking IN
the pep demanded 10 make the sec
ond visit OF this team an interesting
one.
Campbell. of the local group OF pin
knights was easily the star OF the
five man event tOpplins The naples
for an average or 204 for his three
games. Campbell, in his second game.
took high score in that event with a
tally OF = 8. Collier OF the Windy Ohy
five made deep impression with the
spectators on account of his ease and
, perfection OF delivery. He rolled =
mark OF 594 in his three games.
Blouin OF the Chicago quintet also
bOwled pretty game hitting the
south end OF the alley for a three
game total OF SIS. His game was OF
special interest because OF his small
ness Of physique. The largest total
team score OF the afternoon was cop
ped by the Chicago team with mark
of 1914. This Is one OF the highest
scores rolled this season in South
Bend and nearly approaches the old
records set by the famous Buettcher
| Colts in 1908.
Hart, OF the local quintet seemed in
| bad luck. as time after time the tenth
pin was left webbing for him and
| in several cases he drew splits.
Sschnelie also seemed out Of form his
| highest tally resting at 166.
Zimmerman and Campbell in the
double games, took the only game
| that broke for South Bend. They
| took Steers and Rolfe into camp by
/ score Of 11SS TO I143. Cashier and
Hart were not SO fortunate in their
I clash with Blouin and Collier, the
! latter getting away with the long end
| OF a 1928 To 1917 score. Cashier in
J his doubles games rolled better
game, however. than he did in the big
event Blouin COPIED high individual
score Of the evening in his second
game with a mark of PAP.
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-01-12


GAMES THIS WEEK.
Elks League.
Tuesday-Bills VS.. stays.
Wednesday-Hor VS.. Charms;
beers vs.. Hoofs.
Friday-Tylers VS.. Hairs.
AntleT-S League.
Tuesday-Tails VS.. Fawns; Tusks
VS.. Teeth.
Wednesday-Elks vs.. Buckles.
Friday-Toasts VS.. sPrOngs; Antlers
Monday-Studebake vs.. Skeins.
Observation-Disclosures vs.. Axles.
dnesday-HcundS vs.. Reaches.
Thursday-Spokes vs.. Rims
Friday-Tongues VS.. Hubs.
VS. Bucktails.
Studebaker League.
Walther League.
Monday-Standards VS.. Juniors.
Observation-Disclosures Us. Ramblers.
Friday Seniors rs. Neversweats.
Oliver Y. League.
TueSday-Landsides Vs. Beams.
Thrusday-Standards VS.. Handles.
Friday-Moul5boa Us. Shares
G. \. club League
Tuesdav-Giants vs.. Athletics.
WedneSday-Si Us. CUBS.
Thursday-Tigers vs.. Stars.
Friday-C. y C.'s VS.. Colts.
Factory League.
Tueyasd-Ran Bands vs.. divers;
singers Us. Watch Co.; Studebakers
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-01-12

were. They recognized that Pelkey's
right had been over-bills and tn y
wondered how long il would be De-
fore the gunner got TO work with his
"old reliable."
Just for a few seconds along about
the eleventh round, Pelkey created a
fresh suspicion by cutting loose with
over-hOund rights which found lodg-
ment between ear and chin but it was
soon seen that these were as harm
less as his alleged rib-benders
They were what a tennis player
might call lob is and while they
made quite a noise. they had literally
no sting.
It was interesting to watch the
gunner's confidence increasing while
Pelkey's oozed. Smith became brisk
and Pelkey got loggy. But for quite<a
while the gunner could not find the
jaw with SUI sweeping right
He shortened his right and clipped
and chopped with it both on body and
head. and he wore Pelkey down grad
ually.
1t was not until the 18th round had
started that GunbOat scored his first
clean long range right. Then he did,
Pelkey fell under the ropes and an
other right snap, when he arose.
caused him to take down his cham
pionship sign.
Jack Not Favormite.
There is Gunboat Smith Jack
Johnson match looming up, sure as
you're born, and it is already limited
that Promoter Caffroth will have
something to do with 1t.
II would not surprise the writer Il
the event took precedence of all
matches that Johnson may have
committed himself to.
And when IT takes place, I will
make bold TO say that Johnson will
not be a top-heavy favorite, if in
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-01-12
SMITH CARRIES
DEADLY PUNCH IN
HIS RIGHT NIT
Fight With PeIkey Shows He
Has the Hitting Ability While
Pelkey Demonstrates His
Appears Only Deadly.
BY W. w. NAUGHTox.


san FRANCISCO, Jan. 12.-SOu.e
one called the Gunboat Smith Arthur
Pelkey Tight the battle OF the r.ght-
handlers, and 1 guess that's just what
IL was.
incidentally, through the reputation
each OF the men had acquired for
welding a deadly right. the contest
proved a highly interesting study.
But when Ii was ali over Jim Bick-
ley's ante-contest remarks were as
golden grains Of wisdom
"Peikey's punch is only suspicion;
Gun boats Is q reality"
This Is what Jim said, and. as
events proved. ne hit the bulls eve of
truth squsTey in the center Of the
tnnermost ring
II was Tommy Burns who gave us
the idea that Arthur Pelkey was a
savage smasher with the right He
was aided and abetted by Pelkeys
other sparring partners, and. for the
matter, appearances favored the
claims made in that particular re-
spect.
Uses His Right Arm
In his practice boxing Pelkey hand
ed out right body blows that had al
the marks OF hurtful punches He
raised on his toes as he threw them
and IL was quite common for the fell
low on the receiving end TO grunt and
look appealingly at the muscular
Canadian.
Probably the most eloquent testi-
mony to Arthur's Wanted Furnishing
power was forthcoming when Tommy
Burns spared with him before the
Olympic club members. Tommy, after
taking one Of Arthur's short-rih
pokes just beloved in a minor key
and shook his head deprecatingly, as
though saying: For the love of
Mile fnua faYY1
When Gunboat and Arthur stooe
forth TO do battle at DAILY City on
New Years day. the thought upper
most IN the minds Of the watchers was
that the first solid highlander that
landed would have a signal influence
on the result OF the bout.
Maybe Gunboat felt that way about
IL. too for after the tri1e of pecking
and flirting which marks the begin
ming Of so many glove encounters he
cut loose with a right-hand sweep
that would have lifted Arthur across
the ropes II II had connected
Pelkey was under Il like a fash and
Jumped close with a brace OF lifting
punches that caught the gunner just
above the waist line.
by heck. this Is getting interest
ing. said one Of the first nigh ers.
''If Pelkey sends in many like those.
he'll break that slim WASTED fellow
In two"
Blows Not Damaging.
The close hghting was Of such a
character for about FIVE rounds that
PellSey had no difficulty IN gottiu =
home with his right rip. But j.,
dawned on the spectators presently
that the blows were not as damaging
as they appeared 10 be.
ne IS, not only took them without
fiinching, but fought back with spirit
and acted generally like a man who
was not troubled with thoughts Of an
impending Knockout.
Then the crowd saw things as they
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-01-12
10 NO HOODOO FOR WILSON

WASHINGTON, Jan. 12.-The hoo
doc 13. considered unlucky until
Pres. Wilson made il popular by cor
summating many important steps in
his political career on that date. has
again been courtcd by the chief eX-
ecutive. He Will arrive at the white
house from Pass Christian. Miss. on
Jan. Is, and on the same day ne VIII
preside over the diplomatic reception.
the first big waite house social event
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-01-12

of future battleship equipment.
THE adequacy Of our naval aero
nautic service will depend upon the
characteristics of the feet and our
naval policy" says Secy. Daniels. 1T
it safe 10 assume that the present aero
force is adequate while the fleet is
operating at a distance but the coast
defense aerial theory had led other
nations astray."
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-01-12
AIR FLEET TO BE PART OF
BATTLESHIP EQUIPMENT

WASHINGTON, Jan. 12.-RecOm-
mendations approved by Secy. of the
Navy Daniels for increased efficiency
in the naval aeronautical force OF
the United States made public Sun
day. called for aeroplanes as part
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-01-12

deed ne is made first choice at all.
JohnSon's upper-cut, the most
dangerous of all his punches is prob
ably a mere shadow of the blow that
brought him fame and il will be Of
little avail against rangy fellow like
Gunboat,
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-01-12

second, but when half way left the
base line and sprinted for the club
house back of right field, To beat the
crowd swarming upon the field in the
belief that the game was over.
II was Bob Emslie's place TO watch
the play, as he was umpiring on
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-01-12
DOG DIES OF GRIEF.

ALTON. Ill.-Left behind in charge
OF caretakers. when his mistress, Mrs
Nordahl COlburn. married and moved
away. Trixie. fox terrier. died OF
grief. He was buried in a silk-lined
coffin.
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-01-12

Steinfeldt. BreSnahan.
struck out-By Mathewson, 9. Bases
on balls-Od Pfster, ?. Double plays
-Tinker-Chance (2). Evers-Chance.
Mathewson- Bridwell- Merkle. Hit by
pitcher - Mccormick. Time - SO.
and Emslie.
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-01-12

= -
THE LITTLE OLD BOX SCORE.
The box score of the great game of
Sept % follows:
Gilpin observer., 1914-10-29

answered Jock. Ladies' petticoats."
Gas II men ever wore 'em!" he gig
gled inwardly.)
Ed Meyers shifted around in his
chair 80 that he might bett; r stare at
this new foe In the field His little
red mouth was open ludicrously.
Whore you out for?" he demanded
next.
There was look Of Emma Nc.
Chesney on Jocks face. "Why-er-
the Union Underskirt and Hosiery
company Of Chicago. New concern"
Must be-" rumlnated Ed Meyers.
II never heard Of EN-. and know 'em
all. You're starting in young, amt
you, kid. Well, it'll never hurt you.
You'll learn something new every day.
Now me, l."
In breezed Emma McChesney. Her
quick glance rested Immediately upon
Meyers and the boy. And in that mo-
ment some instinct prompted Jock Nc
Chesney to shake his head. ever 30
Gilpin observer., 1914-10-29
slightly. and assume a blankness Of

slightly. and assume q blankness Of
expression. And Emma McChesney,
with that shrewdness which had made
her one of the best statesmen on the
road, saw, and miraculously under
stood.
How do, Mrs. McChesney," grinned
Fat Ed Meyers. You see / beat you
to It,"
80 l see." smiled Emma, cheer
fully. II was delayed. Just sold a
nice little bill to Watkins down the
street" She seated herself across the
way. and kept her eyes on that closed
door.
Say, kid" Meyers began, in the
husky whisper of the fat man, I'm
going to put you wise to something,
seeing you're new to this game. See
that lady over there?" He nodded
discreetly in Emma McCresney's di-
rection.
Pretty, isn't she?" said Jock, ap-
preciatively.
Know who she is?"
"Well-I-she does look familiar
but"
"Oh. come now, quit your bluffing.
II you'd ever met that dame you'd re-
Gilpin observer., 1914-10-29

| excitedly. THE nerve OF him! He's
coming over here
Ed Meyers was waddling toward
them with the quick light step of the
fat man. His pink. full-jowled face
was glowing. His eyes were bright
as boys. He stopped at their stable
and paused for one dramatic moment.
So, me beauty. you two were in
cahoots. huh? That's the second low
down deal you've handed me. haven't
forgotten that trick you turned with
Nussbaum at DeKalb Never mind.
little girl I'll get back at-you yet"
He nodded a contemptuous head in
Jocks direction. Carrying. a packer?"
Emma McChesney wiped her fingers
daintily on her napkin. crushed 1t on
the table, and leaned back in her
chair. Men," she observed, won 'er-
ingly, "are the cussedest creatures
This chap occupied the same room
with you last night and you don't
even know his name. Funny, II two
strange women had found themselves
occupying the same room for q night
they wouldn't have got to the kimono
and back hair stage before they would
not only have known each others
name. but they'd have tried on each
others hats, swapped corset cover
patterns, found mutual friends living
in Dayton. o., taught each other a new
Irish crochet stitch. showed their
family photographs. told how their
married sisters little girl nearly died
with swollen glands. and divided on
the mirror into two sections to paste
their newly washed handkerchiefs on.
Don't tell me men have a genius for
friendship"
We'll. who is he?" insisted Ed
Meyers. He told me everything but
his name this morning. wish had
throttled him with bunch Of Bisons'
badges last night"
His name" smiled Emma McChes
ney, "is Jock McChesney. He's my
one and only son, and he's put through
his first little business deal this morn
ing Just to show his mother that ho
can be help to his folksIf he wants
to. Now, Ed Meyers, II you're going
to have apoplexy don't you go and
have it around this table. My boy ID
only on his second piece Of pie, and
won't have his appetite spoiled"
Gilpin observer., 1914-10-29

yawned. and stretched and discussed
their plans for the next day, and re-
viewed all their doings Of that day.
Then one OF them said something
about turning in. and was Sc happy
l forgot to snore. Just then another
key changed at the door, in walked
fat man in "a brown derby, and the
stun was Off"
THAT" said Emma McChesney.
"would be Ed Meyers of the Strauss
Sans-silk Skirt company
"None other than our hero" Jocks
tone had an added acidity. 1T took
those four about two minutes to get
acquainted. In three minutes they
had told their real names, and 1t
turned out that Meyers belonged to
an organization that was second
cousin of the Bisons. In five minutes
they had got together deck and n
pile OF chips and were shirtsleeving
1t around a game Of pinochle. ! would
doze OF to the slap of cards and the
Gilpin observer., 1914-10-29
were tapering, slender, delicate. blue

were tapering, slender, delicate. blue
veined, temperamental hands. At this
moment. despite his purpling face, and
his staring eyes, they we're the most
noticeable thing about him. His fin-
gers clawed the empty air, quivering,
vibrant. as though poised to clutch at
Jocks throat.
Then words came. They spluttered
from his lips. They popped like corn
kernels in the heat of his wrath; they
tripped over each other; they ex-
ploded
You darned kid, you!" he began.
with fascinating fluency. You thou
sand-legged, double-joined. ox-footed
truck horse. Come on out of here
and Ill lick the shine Off your shoes,
you blue-eyed babe, you! What did
you get up for huh? What did you
think this was going to be-a flag.
drill?"
With whoop Of pure Joy Jock Mo.
Chesney turned and fed.
They dined together at one o'clock.
Emma McChesney and her son Jock
Suddenly Jocle stopped eating. His.
eyes were on the door.
There's that fathead now" he said.
Gilpin observer., 1914-10-29

click Of chips, and wake up when the
bell-boy came in with another round.
which he did every six minutes.
When I got up this morning l found
that Fat Ed Meyers had been sitting
on the chair over which trustingly
had draped my trousers. This sun.
burst of wrinkles is where he mostly
sat- This spot on my coat is where q
Bison drank his beer"
Emma McChesney folded her paper
and rose, smiling. "It is sort of try
ing. l suppose. If you're not used to
it."
Used to it," shouted the outraged
Jock. Used to it! Do you mean to
tell me there's nothing unusual
about"
MOT thing Oh, Of course you
don't strike q bunch of Bisons every
day. But 1t happens a good many
times. The world Is full of ancient
orders and they're everlastingly get
ting together and drawing up resolu.
tions and electing officers. Don't you
think you'd better go in to breakfast
before the Bisons begin to forage?
I've had NINE"
| The gloom which had overspread
Jock McChesney's face lifted little.
The hungry boy in him was upper
most. That's so. I'm going to have
some wheat cakes, and steak, and
eggs, and coffee, and fruit. and toast,
and rolls
why sligh. the fish?' inquired his
mother. Then, as he turned toward
the dining room, i've two letters to
get out. Then I'm going down the
street to see a customer. I'll be up
at the Sulzberg-Stein department store
at nine sharp. There's no use trying
to see old Sulzberg before ten.- but
I'll be there, anyway, and SO will Ed
Meyers, or I'm no skirt salesman. /
want you to meet me there. 1t will
do you good to watch how the over
ripe orders just drop, ker-plunk, into
my lap -
Maybe you know Sulzberg & Stein s
big store? No? That's because you've
always lived in the city Old Sulz-
berg sends his buyers to the Men
York market twice a year, and they
| need two floor managers on the main
| floor now. The money those people
spend for red and green decorations
at Christmas time, and apple-blossoms
and pink crepe paper shades in the
spring must be something awful
Young Stein goes to Chicago to have
his clothes made, and old Sulzberg
likes to keep the travelling men wait
| ing in the little ante-room outside his
private office.
Jock McChesney finished his huge
breakfast, strolled over to Sulzberg &
STEMS. and inquired his way to the
office, only to find that his mother
was not yet there. There were three
men In the little waiting-room. One
Of them was Fat Ed Meyers His huge
bulk overflowed the spindle-legged
chair on which he sat. His brown
derby was in his hands. His eyes
were on the closed door at the other
side OF the room. So were the eyes
Of the other two travellers. Jock
took vacant seat next to Fat Ed
Meyers 80 that he might, in his minds
eye, pick out particularly choice
spot upon which his hard young fist
might land-if only he had the chance.
Breaking up mans sleep like that.
the great big overgrown mutt!
Whats your line?" said Ed Meyers,
suddenly turning toward Jock.
Prompted by some. imp-"Skirts."
Gilpin observer., 1914-10-29

member 1t. Her names McChesney-
Emma McChesney, and she sells T.
A. Bucks Featherloom Petticoats. I'll
give her her dues; she's the best lit.
tie salesman on the road. I'll bet that
girl could sell a ruffled. accordion
plated underskirt to a fat woman who
was trying to reduce. She's got the
darndest way with her. And at that
she's straight, too"
II Ed Meyers had not been gazing
so intently into his hat, trying at the
same time to look cherubically be-
nign he might have seen a quick and
painful scarlet sweep the face of the
boy, coupled with a certain tense look
of the muscles around the jaw.
well, now, look here" he went on.
still in whisper. We're both skirt
men, you and me. Everything's fair
in this game. Maybe you don't know
1t, but when there's a bunch of the
boys waiting around to see the head
Of the store like this, and there hap
pens to be a lady traveller in the
crowd. why it's considered kind OF a
professional courtesy to let the lady
have the first look-in. See? 1t amt
SO often that three people in the same
line get together like this. She knows
1t, and she's sitting on the edge Of
her chair, waiting to bolt when that
door opens, even il she does act like
she was hanging on the words Of that
lady clerk there. The minute it does
open a crack she'll jump up and give
me fieeting, grateful smile, and sail
in and cop a fat order away from the
old man and his skirt buyer. I'm
wise. Say, he may be an oyster, but
he knows a pretty woman when he
sees one. By the time she's through
with him he'll have enough petticoats
on hand to last him from now until
Turkey goes suffrage. Get me?'.
Il get you" answered Jock.
Il say, this Is business, and good
manners be hanged. When a woman
breaks into q mans game like this,
let her take her chances like a man.
Amt that straight"
You've said something" agreed
Jock.
Now, look here, kid. When that
door opens I get up. See? And
shoot straight for the old mans Of
fee. See? Like duck. See? Say,
I may be fat, kid, but I'm what they
call light on my feet. and when I see
an order getting away from me can
be 80 feet that have Diana looking
like old Weston doing a stretch OF
muddy country road in a coast to
coast hike. See? Now you help me
out on this and I'll see that you don't
suffer for It. I'll stick in good word
for you, believe me. You take the
word OF an old stager like me and
you won't 60 far"
The door opened. simultaneously
three figures sprang into action. Jock
had the seat nearest the door. With
marvellous clumsiness he managed to
| place himself in Ed Meyers path
then Redeemed. began an apology
stepped on both of Eds feet, jabbed
his elbow into his stomach and
dropped his hat. A second later the
door of old Sulzberg's private office
closed upon Emma McChesney's
smart, erect, confident figure.
Now, Ed Meyers hands we're pc
! culiar hands for fat man. The,
Gilpin observer., 1914-10-29

$1,000 the test OF tn0 mercllesS, 09Sftn-
gent morning and came up trium-
phantly and healthily firm and pink
and smooth. The town was still asleep.
She started to walk briskly down
the bare and ugly Main street of the
little town. In her big. generous heart,
many sensations and myriad thoughts,
but varied and diverse as they were
they all led back to the boy up there
In the stuffy, over-crowded hotel
room-the boy who was learning his
lesson.
Half an hour later she reentered
the hotel, her cheeks glowing. Jock
was not yet down. So she ordered
and ate her wise and cautious break
fast of fruit and cereal and toast
and coffee, skimming over her morn
ing paper as she ate. At 1880 she
was back in the. lobby. newspaper in
hand. The Bisons were already astir,
She seated herself in deep chair in
quiet corner, her eyes glancing up
over the top Of her paper toward the
stairway. At eight o'clock Jock Nc
Chesney came down.
There was nothing of Jauntiness
about him. His eyelids were red. His
face had the doughy look of one whose
sleep has been brief and feverish. AS
he came toward his mother you no
ticed a stain on his coat, and sun
burst of wrinkles across one leg of
his modish brown trousers.
McChesney. WAS it as bad as that"
Jock .McChesney's long fingers
curled into fist.
Say" he began, his tone venom
GUS. do you know what those-those
those"
Say it," commanded Emma Nc
Chesney. I'm only your mother. If
you keep that in your system your
breakfast will curdle in your stom-
ach."
Jock McChesney said it. l know no
phrase better fitted to describe his
tone than that old favorite of the
erotic novelties. 1t was vibrant with
passion. 1t breathed bitterness. 1t
sizzled with savagery. It-Oh, ALTER
alton is useless.
Well" said Emma McChesney, en-
couragingly, go on"
WE'LL" gulped Jock McChesney,
and glared; chose two double-bedded,
bloomin', blasted Bisons came in at
twelve, and the single one about fif-
teen minutes later They didn't sur
prise me. There was herd Of about
ninety-three of 'em in the hall, all
saying goodnight to each other, and
planning where they'd meet in the
morning, and the time, and place and
probable weather conditions. For that
matter, there were droves of 'em
pounding up and down the halls all
night. l never saw such restless cat
tie. If you'll tell me what makes more
noise in the middle of the night than
the metal disk of hotel key bang
ing and changing up against door,
I'd like to know what 1t is. My three
Bisons were all dolled up with fool
ribbons and badges and striped paper
canes. When they switched on the
light I gave a crack imitation of q
tired working man trying to get lit
tie sleep. l breathed regularly and
heavily, with an occasional moaning
snore. But If those two hippopotamus
Bisons had been alone on their native
plains they couldn't have cared less.
They beloved, and paved the earth,
and threw their shoes around, and