New Britain herald., 1917-01-17
A. STACKER'S LETTER HOME

Oak" Instead of "Earts of Oak" as the Stacker Sings.
 w. o. McGeehan, of the New York Tribune. contributes in today's issue. the second of a series of letters under the caption, "A Slacker's Letter Home" which is as breezy as the first
 installment. The missive is as fol- lows:
 Dear 'Awkins: I am jolly well get ting tired of this country, and if the war was only over so that a fighter could do some fighting back in the
 Bush, should jolly well go 'ome. The | American blighters all have fish 'ooks in their pockets, and I 'aven't seen a
 real sovereign since I got ere. Least 1 ways I was told that the blighters ! wear fish 'ooks in their pockets to keep the money in. Silly 'abit, l calls
 it. The 'ooks must 'urt tho 'ands. was promised 800 pounds a week
 for doing a bit of a turn in some mu-
 sic 'alls. I've been at this for a week,
 but I 'aven't seen the color of the tin
 as vet. Billy Roche-e's 8 bit of a
 spoofer-says that they will pay me
 in Kathleen Mavourneen notes. But ru jolly we'll refuse to accept Miss
 Mayourneen's paper. want the real
 brass.
 some'ow I didn't get much of a and when went out and did my turn. My American manager-'e's a queer chap saws, 'Never mind, the people in this town always was 'andcuffed." says, ''Why don't you get some files and ave the 'andcuffs taken off the blighters ?' But e wouldn't listen.
 The turn did in the music 'alls was a ripping good one, too. I skipped the rope and I spared bit with a bounder who Its too blooming ard to be sparring partner for champion. Then I sang "'Arts of Oak" Some of the blighters in the stalls began to -um 1t back making it Eads of Oak" which, you know, isn't the song. I thought it silly of them.
 one of the fancy made an offer for nv first bout: "I'll put up purse of 5000, pounds,'' e says, "Fll take 1t, I says. "I could use 5000 pounds But low about the other fellow z. saws the toff. "Oh I suppose that I'll have to give the beggar couple or pounds, provided 'e's not too rough. There's nothing mean about me- But would you believe 1t, the other peg gar wants 2,000 pounds. which would only leave me 5000. The fighters ere are 'orribly unreasonable "A hot that the American fighters seem to it pretty ard. saw a couple Of blight CTS about my own weight sparring ten rounds. They 'ammered each other a lot 'arder than I want to be it. It oin,t ,ealthy. that kind of boxing.
 rhat Frenchman, Carpenter, ain't cc+ninp ,ere after all. That sets me hack a pot of money, because I'm sure r could lick the beggar, e being one of those silly asses who went 10 the war eettine 'imself out of condition, messing around in the wet and eating that bad grub. E can't ave much brains or 'e'd ave cut and run. same as did. But I should be glad that others ain't as clever as me or wouldn't be champion
 lave to be clever to answer ques- tions like they put to me. One blight or asked me when I was going over seas. I told him pretty sharply that would go as soon as the war was over and there was an opportunity for fighters there.
 Tn the meantime, 'Awkins. wish these Americans would get over that 'orrid 'abit of carrying fish 'ooks in
 LES STACKER.