New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1916-12-26


ambitious pugilist, is riding through
the streets of Sydney, Australia, IN ms
last wears limousine. He has tasted
nothing but food all day and has moth
! inc IN protect him from the cold but
a sealskin coat Of simple cut. The
/ thought that he has but few hundred
thousand pounds sterling between him
self and starvation causes him 10
register sorrow.
Suddenly the sound Of the bagpipes
- heard off stage and recruiting
souad files in. The sergeant halts th'
limousine.
"Why don't you come and fight, my
lad ?" demands the recruiting sergeant
"You should be a fighter with those
shoulders"
81 am a fighter,7 returns Les Stacker
bauehtily. 81 am ready to fight at any
time 70 obtain money TO support M
twelve aged and orphaned grsndpsr'
ents. How much is the purse and no"
many rounds
"The purse is shilling a day, the
promoter is your King and it is fight
to the finish" returns the recruiting
sergeant.
Les Stacker registers indignation
"The terms are preposterous," he says
angrily. 81 would never fight for that
+ paltry sum. You do not seem to real
! ize that I am Les Stacker, the cham
/ pion. Besides, | have my aged and
( orphaned grandparents to think of.
Les signals to his chauffeur. Home
/ James," he says. These persons are
! insulting"
! AS the automobile glides away pale
/ slender youngster runs up TO the ser
geant. IL would like to enlist" he
says.
but you arc not fighter, my lad
says the sergeant.
that's why want to fight"
/ REEL .. Les Stacker. the poor bu,
ambitious pugilist, alights before his
/ Australian mansion. His footman haS
| gone to the colors, so Les is compelled
/ TO remove his own coat.
YEARLY he makes his way 70 the
! drawing room, which has not been
swept out that day because Of the
scarcity Of labor, caused by the war
1 His twelve aged and orphaned grand
parents are sitting, each in plush,
/ lined chair, wearing expressions OF
/ detection. The grsndmothers are wear
: ing their last years diamonds and the
grandfathers are reduced TO 100 sover-
/ eigns a week There is nothing in the
pantry but food and the wine cellar
/ contains nothing but champagne and
few other simple beverages.
I've are through our tasks alread"
/ Les" SAYS the oldest of the grand
parents. There are so few coupon:
/ for us to clip since this awful war.
] Les Stacker burst into tears. "Oh
my dear grandparents. what shall we
do?" he sobs. "All Of the young men
who used TO pay to see me box have
( gone to the war and many OF them
have been killed ! fear that VIC shall
/ have 10 curtail expenses"
Instantly all of Les Slacker's grand
parents start to sob in chorus. Ihs
/ sight is too much for the tender heart
ed young Stacker. His face registers
/ high resolution.
/ al will 70 TO America" he says. Hi
/ grateful grandparents rush to embrace
him.
REEL 3. Les Stacker. the high
minded young pugilist, is hiding or
/ the dock at Newcastle. Australia. His
! handsome countenance registers traces
+ OF suffering from the constant perse'
cution Of persons who have been prot
& fering him white feathers of stage
/ the pipes of the recruiting squad arc
/ skirling some Of that irritating High
/ land music.
A stoker comes out 10 listen and
] leaves the coal hatch open. Register
I ing determination, Les Stacker dsshes
through the hatch and hides himself IN
| the coal.
They cant get me-" he says. "T'm
too clever Ny ring experience has
taught me how 20 duck"
REEL (. Il IS dawn in Nev York
Harbor. The FIRST rose tints are strik-
ing the Statue Of Liberty. Close W
showing the Statue OF Liberty all
4 lit up
Suddenly an aeroplane drops down
through the morning mist and is about
/ TO alight on the deck OF the oil tanker
I Gasoline, which is dropping anchor il
Quarantine. But at the same moment
a submarine shoves its tower above the
water alongside the Gasoline Te1
! Richard and Sam McCracken. thr box