Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1917-09-02

A friend in farr-off Australia,
Where Patsy Corrigan once held forth
has sent him "A copy of an antipodean
paper which tells to his countrymen
who had grown to despise their for
mer Idol the true story OF his death.
1t follows, just as it appeared in the
Australian paper:
Mick Hawkins, the faithful friend
and trainer of the late Les Darcy in
an inerview with Boxer Major pub
lished in the Sydney sportsman" this
week, tells the sad story of the last
days of the champion.
he death scene was the most
painful experience of my lfe," said
Hawkins. Miss O'Sullivan darcy $
fiancee), who had arrived in Memphis
the night before, but had not been
permitted TO see Les, had just shifted
from her hotel to a boarding house
adjacent to the hospital. so as TO be
near him and ready for n call, and
was actually experimenting the trans
fer of her luggage when a running
messenger told her to come quickly, as
LES WAS DYING.
She was in his.room a few seconds
later, and his first words as they en-
braced were:
"'Ah, Winnie, dear! You come to
me like an angel with a message from
far-away Australia, that | shall never
see again, for I'm dying. Winnie
Naturally she was all broken up,
and the nurses led her away. and
asked me to keep with her in a corner
of the room. or course / was watch
ing Les. and l suddenly saw him
crook his forefinger as he looked at
me. 1t was all the movement he was
capable Of. i was at his side in a
second, and took his hand, bending
down TO hear what he would say;
but he could not speak. His eyelids
fluttered. closed, and
HE WAS GONE!
9TH N j broke down, and / never
saw such a scene, and hope never to
see such another. The nurses sobbed
bitterly. and the doctors and the spe-
cialist- we had engaged cried like
women. They'd all learned to love
him, and admired his plucky, patient,
never-complaining fight against death.
I never left him from the time he
went into hispital. and I'm thankful
! was there to tend him, and see his
peaceful end.
Heavens! how that boy loved his
parents. and worshipped his mother,
now pTOuu was flc VI IL.
Even when some of the newspapers
were publishing what they called
'Australia's condemnation of Les
Darcy he would smile and say, Not
Australias, but -, - and -
naming certain parties out here.
IN SUNSHINE AND STORM,
in his health and sickness, / had OPP
portunities to know Les, and to know
his sterling worth, his fearlessness and
love Of fair play. Never in his strong
and active life was he as great as
when his fatal sickness marked him
down. Pain and suffering, that made
the eyes of nurses used to such sights,
fill with tears. saw him uncomplain-
ing, and ready to smile again when
the spasms of pain had eased. II
would have warmed the hearts of
Australians to know how those gentle
American nurses learned to admire
Les for his unselhsh consideration
and desire to save them worry. Truly,
they fought great fight with death,
and those untlring, big hearted Amer
ican girls will always have a{warm
spot In my heart.
Let me say this, Les Darcy
DID NOT KNOW FEAR.
and was as gentle as n woman. He
hated crookedness, and loved clean
living. Strong In his friendships he
held no man in enmity, and died as
he lived, white man."
Hawkins proceeded to describe