Elko independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 1915-current, 1916-06-26
BY FRANK q. msNKs.

NEW YORK, June 24..-old timers
like to tell the story OF the last battle
between Kid Mccoy and Peter Maher
when Mccoy knocked out the Irish
man with one punch.
Ten years ago benefit was ar
ranged. Mccoy and Maher contribut-
ed to the gaiety Of the occasion. Both
had retired from active ring work. SO
the promoters used subterfuge in max
Ing the match.
An emissary said TO Mccoy: Say,
Kid, understand Peter Makers been
saying that the knockout you scored
over him in Coney Island in 1900 was
a fluke, says he can knock you flat
tern a pancake"
pete says that, hey?" beloved Nc
Coy why. the old stiff! Say. II
ever got another crack at him he
wouldn't last five minutes"
"Oh, by the way. Kid" said the
tempter, there's a benefit entertain.
ment in a week or two. Would you
mind goinf on for few rounds?"
Ruse Successful.
Not at ALL" replied the Kid. And,
say. get Maher for him-oh, please get
Maher."
To Maher the emissary nonchalantly
remarked that Mccoy was around
boasting about his easy victory at
Coney Island"
Peter flared right up. He spoke his
thoughts concerning Mr.. Kid Mccoy
and asserted that If he ever got an
other chance at the Kid he'd bust him
right in half with one punch"
Then the framer-up, spoke of the
benefit entertainment and added
kid Mccoy is going to donate his ser
vices. We're trying to find someone
to box him. Can you suggest any
one?"
Can II" roared Peter. Sure an
can, and his name is Peter Maher."
So the bout was made.
When the rivals entered the rims
that night II was apparent to everyon,
that they were not in fighting shape
Both men, instead OF exhibiting thu
friendliness of benefit performance
were glaring at each other savagely.
mo Rough Stuffl"-Referee.
The referee warned them that thu
affair was to be boxing exhibition
only. Just box and take II easy. NJ
rough stuff" Each promised.
The gong banged. The fighter
danced to the center of the ring an,
began fiddling around.
mo smuggling" murmured Kid. wv
are just boxing see?"
'Right-o, Mccoy, and don't yez tr.
and funny tricks with me-" retorte,
Peter.
The fiddling continued. The pal
circled the ring, but neither offered t
swing. The round was about hal
over, without lead being made, whel
Mccoy, fox that he always was. hal
seemed unconscious Of the fact that h
was supposed to be fighting. Maize,
watched him narrowly a moment. fiji
uring it was trick. But the Kid col
tinued oblivious to his foe.
Peter advanced closer This was a
opening too good to miss. Pete
thought of the stigma of that Cone
Island defeat. Revenge is sweet.
Peter drew back the mighty rlgl
that had sent so many men int
dreamland; drew 1t back cautlousl
to get the full power into, the swim
His fist shot for the Kids head wit
the whole weight of the body behir
it--but the blow never landed!
Like flash of lightning, the K
wheeled. This was the chance
craved. His whirl got him out
range of the Maher "Haymaker." I'll
wallop whizzed past him, and Maize
off balance. was in range. Niece
dashed out right that caught Pet
flush on the jaw. me crash was heaI
in all parts of the house.
A fraction OF second after the bio
landed, and while Maher, although 10
ping, was on his feet. Mccoy turn,
to the audience, smile on his fac
and shouted:
"Lookit, ladies and gentlemen, loo
1t Peter! He's dead! And I'm
sorry--but Tho puLch slipped"
When Peter finally was revived,