Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1916-04-07

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Bnttling Murray ard Jack Grny1es quit
Willie Spencer In the third.
NEW YORK = Mike O'Dowd defen|
jack T9Iand, Young Terry Mitchell 4
KANSAS CITY - Charley white u
NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. Wagner .dr|
jimmy Mayo. Danny Buck knocked
Dick G3tWnls IN the third.
=. s.YRACUSE-Jackie Clarke won from
:, KENOsHA.-JackH Hemple stopped
Nelson In the seventh.
best heavyweight prospects I have
seen If I lost Willard tomorrow and
but s2500 In the world, ! would give
entire bankroll to Fred for the priv
of managing him. Fulton now looks|
ter than Willard did when 1 first took
of him"
Fulton takes himself seriously
KNOWS In his own heart that he
win the heavyweight championship Of
world. He knows he is the only 81
who has physical advantages that aid
compare with those of willard, and
rs aware that only a great big man III
chance against Jess. Fred, you kno1|
only two and one.half inches shorter
the champion.
Knocked Out Is Men
Fred is n wonderful fighter. We
him in action once. and looked on al
knocked out / 8 men in five minutes
the sang Jroid of Caruso warbling|
scale. After that he met the champio|
the world and KNOCKED HIM OUT.
BE patient, gentle reader. BE PATH
This is how it happened;
We called on Ferocious Ferdinand
his hotel in Chicago last Decembe
take slant at the much-heralded NAL
The Mary. was not "at home" but
Collins was receiving visitors.
Where's Fred?" we asked, carele|
Fulton wasn't around, so 1t was sad
call him by his first name.
"Aint here" said Mike. "wantta
imp"
"Oh, yes" we sighed. "Exceedli|
Came all the way frcm Philadelphia
grasp him by the hand. Any chance
Well" pondered Mike, Fred is wi
ing out today, but I don't think it'll
to take you out and give you a
Cummon."
We took an auto to the outskirts of|
city and appeared before Fred Mr..
ton didn't see us, for he was busy plaI
ing a house and his mind was inten|
his work. He stayed on the job until
whistle blew, then put on his coat, piI
up his empty dinner-pail and wed
walked to his home, ready for big
per. He greeted his dear old mothe|
the garden gate and affectionately xii
her. Then he entered the house and|
down to meagre repast consisting
chunk of corned beef and couplt|
cabbages.
But Fred was in hard luck that
After he had arranged his napkin I'd
his chin, he turned to his dear old mol
and asked:
Have you heard anything of Myrtl|
wonder what dear Myrtle is doing nd
Fred Is in Love
You know, Fred was in love.
VIOLENTLY in love. Myrtle was
pride of his honest heart, the sunshin|
his life and all of that other soft 81
No wonder he was thinking of Myrtl|
When his mother said that Myrtle
not wrote, Fred was sad. He piled
plate with the corned beef and cabl|
and was cleaning off his knife to star
when a loud knocking was heard. Sd
one was at the door. Fred 'fearle|
strobe across the room, threw open
door and admitted a messenger boy.
had a message. 1t was in Myrtle's hi
writing and addressed to Fred. 1t wal
follows:
Meet me at the old MN inlmedtdte1
This Is important, as you must cot|
at once to sdUe my life. Do nj
delay, or poor Myrtle Is likely
haze some hard luck.
Fred crumpled the note in his mi
fist and glared at the messenger boy,
dashed madly from the house. Then II
walked toward the table and teart
looked upon his plate of corned beef
cabbage. He started to sit down,
changed his mind. He couldn't eat col
beef and cabbage when Myrtle was
danger.
"This Is some of Harold Hemmingw|
work." he gritted between his clenC|
teeth. when / meet that dastardly
shall knock him loose from his vest,
might be champion of the world, but II
better than he"
Harold was Fred's hated rival
Myrtle's affections, He also was cI
pion of the world. No wonder Fred
sore.
But Fred did not faIter. He put on
coat, kissed his dear old mother good
and strode down the road in the direc|
of the old mill. AS he neared the pl|
he was ambushed by gang of thugs,
pounced upon him TO beat him up.
Fred run? Was he beaten up? He
NOT and he was NOT. He sailed into|
crowd, 10 in number, swung his mig|
fists and soon the road resembleC|
battlefield in Europe. Each thug
knocked cold.
Then Fred went 10 the old mill,
cued Myrtle, who had been held d
oner by Harold Hemingway. Har|
however, escaped.
That night he met Mr.. Hemmingway|
the street. 81 alnt afraid of you, eye|
you are the champion of the world"
Fred. You are a villain and l can
any villain in the world, Win you Il
me?"
Harold Hemingway sneered as
frst-class villains can. "Huh !" he
torted. Meet you, you big stiff? vi
certainty. / shall meet you tonight
the championship Of the world :"
He Wins the Championship
Fred went home. finished his corned d
and cabbage and went to the arena|
put up the fight OF his life. He KIN
he could lick Harold, for Harold wal
villain and he said he could lick any
lain In the world.
Fred was right. He tore after
from the start and soon had
battered, bleeding and helpless, lying
the floor with the referee counting
out. He had won the championship
the world, rescued. the girl. knocked
is buns and plastered a house in
day!
No wonder Fred Fulton wants to NJ
Jess Willard. No wonder he wants
win the championship of the world.
spent many weeks practicing for
films, and without the championship crc|
perched on his brow, those moving
lures have as much chance to get by|
a drowning man floating on a sponge
midoeean.