New-York tribune., 1919-01-14
Boxing News and Notes
By FRED HAWTHORNE

We begin to suspect that James Git
ney" Johnston, the Boy Bandit of
Broadway and The Bronx, has "taken
the veil" Ever since the six-day BIZ
cycle race at Madison Square Garden,
some six weeks ago, Joimes's where
abouts has been a mystery, to us and
a lot of other people. Several times,
in our unremitting search, we have
been hot on the Bandits trail but on
e.ch occasion we have been just too
late to lay an eye or a hand upon him.
Jimmy was the manager of the Car
den race and gave the newspaper slaves
q treat twice every twenty-four hours
by showing himself in public. 1t was
part of his managerial duties at that
time to sign the food checks for the
press table, and he did it, although
sometimes he gaspcd for air when he
saw the dexterous manner in which
the scribes handled the table tools.
But since those happy, carc-free
days JoimeA has retlred into a hole
and drawn it in after him. If he was
ever at the Offices of the James j.
Johnston Enterprises, Inc, on Broad
way, he must have secreted himself in
the safe, along with the Liberty bonds.
We have searched under chairs, tables
and the stenographer's new velvet hat,
but no Bandit could be found. One
afternoon, after a fruitless visit, we
happened across two notorious mem
bcrs of the Hard Boiled Eggs Associa-
ton, and we asked them for ways and
means of discovering his lair.
There's no sure way of mailing him."
said they, "t just happens; it's gift;
but have you bought your cot yet?
You MIGHT get him that way"
"What's the big idea, the cot?" par
ricd we.
"Well, you take your little old cot.
place it right across the doorway to
the Bandits suite of Offices and do all
your sleeping there, and in the day
time you can use it for d table and
send out for your meals. We've been
doing it for the last ten nights. Come,
joins US! There's room for one more
bunk, and after the first six months
stripe. If the night watchman finds
you, you get wound stripe right off,
ant if you're very fortunate, and are
mopped up by the lady floor scrubbers,
you automatically become eligible for
tn Croix de Mop. It's great life"
We are going to try the cot trick,
Aunt Eleanor Ann, and We also have
another plan for snaring the Bump
tlous Bandit. While he was a sx-day
bicycle race magnate, the Busting Ban
dit took us aside one night, and, in
very "up-stage" voice, informed US that
the title Of Bandit" was Objectionable
to him.
"That kind Of stuff was all right
when applied to mere manager OF
box-tighters, but | cannot help but
feel that it is a blot on the escutchcon
of 4 man in MY position. Kindly re-
frain, stop or DESIST from its further
us as applied to me henceforth.
James j. Johnston, j. J. Johnston, or,
if you prefer, j. Joseph Johnston, is a
more Sitting appellation, am quito Ger
tain"
If there is no other way of Turing
the lion from his den, we shall try
defiance, james Jitney Johnston, you
BAD BOY LANDlT! Now let's hear
you growl!
If we hadn't been a battle-scarred
veteran of the apartment hunting cam
paign, Aunt Eleanor Ann, we should
never have had the stamina to stand the
rig0rs of the Bandit hunt. But any
toa., no matter how terrifying. is like
life IN cloiStercd nunnery to one who
has listened l21 ,287, 1854 times to the
answer: "Oh, no; all our apartments
are on two-year lease. We have some
thing very advantageous, two rooms
and bath. with one-way water conncc-
ton and ingrowing electric lights for
$6,5o0 a year, and decorate to suit--at
your expense"
Speaking of Mister Johnston. the
BANDIT, by the way, it has come to
our notice that he is now the manager
Of Tommy Robson, the Massachusetts,
middleweight. In a few days we expect
to be deluged. with literature emanat-