Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1914-05-06
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nal
Brute
BY JACK L LONDON
Ceyyigtt 1919, BY The cestuy c..
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
CHAPTER viii.
A he spoke in his eyes was all the
"a expression with which q man
IA looks at woman. She felt
the force and beat of him, and
she felt strangely tongue tied and awk-
ward before this man who had been
reputed tongue tied and awkward.
He could certainly talk straighter to
the point and more convincingly than
most men, and what struck her most
forcibly was her own Unborn certainty
that it was mere naive and simple
frankness on his part and not prac-
ticed artfulness.
He saw her into her machine and
gave her another thrill when he said
goodby. Once again their hands were
.clasped as he said:
"Some day IN see you again. l
want to see you again. Somehow I
have feeling that the last word has
not been said between U.S."
And as the machine rolled away she
was aware Of a similar feeling.
She had not seen the last of this
very disquieting Pat Glendon, king Of
the bruisers and abysmal brute.
Back in the training quarters, Glen
don encountered his perturbed man.
ager.
"What did you fire me out for?"
Stubener demanded. 'We're finished.
A - of a mess you've made. You've
never stood for meeting a reporter
alone before, and now you'll see when
that interview comes out"
Glendon, who had been regarding
him with cool amazement, made as il
to turn and pass on and then changed
his mind.
1T won't come out" he said.
Stubener looked up sharply.
II asked her not to- Glendon ex-
planned.
Then Stubener exploded.
"As If she'd kill juicy thing like
that"
Glendon became very cold, and his
voice was harsh and grating.
1T won't be published. She told me
so. And to doubt it is to call her q
liar"
The Irish fame was in his eyes, and
by that and by the unconscious clinch-
ing of his passion wrought hands
Stubener, whe knew the strength of
them and of the man he faced, no
longer dared to doubt.
It did not take Stubener long to find
out that Glendon intended extending
the distance of the fight, though try
as he would he could get no hint OF
the number Of the round.
He wasted no time. however, and
pr1vily clinched certain arrangements
with Nat Powers and Nat Powers
manager. Powers had a faithful fol-
lowing Of bettors, and the betting syn
dicate was not to be denied its har-
vest.
On the night of the fight, Maud
Sangster was guilty of a more daring
unconventionality than any she had
yet committed. though no whisper OF
it leaked out to shock society.
Under the protection of the editor
she occupied a ringside seat. Hel
hair and most Of her face were hidden
under SLOUGH hat, while she wore q
mans long overcoat that fell to hel
heels.
Entering In the thick of the crowd
she was not noticed, nor did the news
paper men in the press seats against
the ring directly in front of her recog
niZe her.
As was the growing custom, there
were no preliminary bouts, and she
had barely gained her seat when roarl
Of applause announced the arrival OF
Nat Powers.
He came down the aisle in the midst
Of his seconds, and she was almos
frightened by the formidable bulk Of
him. Yet he leaped the ropes as light
ly as a man half his weight and grin
ned acknowledgment to the tumult
uous greeting that arose from all thu
house.
He was not pretty. Two caulifowe
ears attested his profession and it,
attendant brutality. while his broke,
nose had been SO often spread ovel
his face as to defy the surgeons ar
to reconstruct it.
Another uproar heralded the arriva
of Glendon, and she watched him ca
gerly as he went through the rope,
to his corner -~
But It was not until the tedious tim,
Of announcements, intrOductiOns an(
challenges was over that the two mel
threw of their wraps and faced eacl
other In ring costume.
Concentrated upon them from over
head was the white glare Of man!
electric Hghts-this for the benefit o
the moving picture cameras-and sh'
felt, as she looked at the two sharpl!
contrasted men, that it was In Glen
don that she saw the thoroughbre.
and In Powers the abysmal brute.
Both looked their parts-Glendol
clean cut in face and form. softly ant
massively beautiful; Powers almos
automatically rugged and heavil!
matted with hair. ri .s.Z~
As they made their preliminary pos,
for the cameras, confronting each 9th
er in fighting attitudes. it CHANGED tina
Glendon's gaze dropped down through
the ropes and rested on her face.
Though he gave no sign, she knew
with a swift leap Of the heart, that b
had recognized her. ;.-~:..
The next moment the gong sounded
the announcer cried LET her go!' AM