The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1915-08-22

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course Grifiths 10 a faster boy than any
body Leach dreamed OF then. Freddie
Welsh sent the tip out on John. Freddie
said he was fast, could hit fairly well
and that he had a corking left. He has.
He reminds one OF Martin Candle. It Is
easy to see why Johnny pals with Nc
Farland. Packey has n style that
Johnny would be bound to like. for there
are moments when he steals some OF
Macs fre. Grifnths unfortunately will
never be a knockerout. but Leach Cross
can tell you that he can maxi II mighty
uncomfortable for you during thirty
minutes OF fighting.
w. c. Marshall said at a dinner
gathering recently that he went to
Chicago expecting to give only s25, 900
tn Mcfarland and Gibbons. II was
boosted $1,000 more and | figured that
i might just as well tack on the extra
lump, No use hawking the hid oun
, without the tail. II / was to make or
lose money on the fight the extra $500
didn't figure. SO I gave over the $4,000
guarantee. feeling sure that / was pre-
senting the best bout that ever was
staged"
IT was quite taken with the appear
ance OF a giant Swede who entered the
big tournament recently" says Willie
Lewis. "He was over 8 feet 4 inches
tall and II ever a fellow looked like a
heavyweight fighter In the rough he
did. l haunted the place. always keep
ing my eye on this fellow. saw a
fortune In sight. Finally I hunted GU
Leo Pardello.
LEO l said, what do you know
OF h big Swede? Do you think he
4 am harAla hlo AtLa0G'
Sure. Willie said Leo seriously
I know he'd be a great fighter. He
can whip all the wrestlers.'
whip all the wrestlers! ! shrieked
Take him away. take him away : and
rushed out into the night. my Wis
ions of a champion gone like a spent
soap bubble"
Low bridge, all you he~avyweights Ed
ward Brown is coming this way and
here's an earful Little Eddie Is but
90 years old. though he has grown
round %shouldered ducking under Sa'
turn. He's only s feet 10 inches tall
that's all. On his way from Culpeer
Va. and has stopped of at Baltimor,
to get a few boxing lessons from Sammy
Harris. Says his one aim In life Is &c
look down on little jess Willard and de
! throne him. Ed will do we'll In open all
bouts. No danger of breaking his hands
on the rafters there.
While wellmsn was arranging terms
with the Moran-Coffey interests. he TOLD
one that cropped up the night OF tbs
counting room at the Garden after tht
fight when there came a tinkle on ths
long distance phone. Wellman picked
the receiver or the hook and heard
an Irish tenor voice. which seemed u
be n million miles of say: Who wor
the light at the Garden tonight"
Reich. :" yelled wellman. as though
he were sure he was shouting for thu
benefit OF some one In oshkosh
! Tell il to him. came back the higf
7 voice.
There was n moments pause sait
Wellman, and then there came n gruf
voice. Enthusiastically Dolanesque, with
Who won the fight 'Cofey,' ] yelled
Then there was a pause, and late
the sounds Of a terrible rumpus. The'
must have dropped the receiver z
then and there. We never knew wher'
the call came from or who they were
The chances are that both are now rest
ing peacefully beneath the slope OF SOM
lone mountain"
Leo Flynn was on one OF his regula
one night stand trips with a stable o
manly art demonstrators and he an
his men were pm a tank town railroa'
platform waiting for a train when alon
came a giant In blue overalls carryin
an oil can in his han
II nearly fell over when I saw him.
says Leo. He was splendidly built, an
as II was open season for white hope
at the time. ! lit right aboard hin
He said his name was John Paul Aller
Ibid you ever do any boxing?
asked as a. opener.
mot to my knowledge. but II you
pardon me. Ia like to be a fighter. Nv
read about Fitzsimmons and Corbe'
and all those fellows and ! think
you'll pardon me. that | would be
: huge success at IT.
Put up your oil can. get your cos
on and I'll buy you a ticket TO Ne
York to try you out, He Dame alon,
! For three weeks ! fed him and coache
! him and then thought I'd give him