The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1919-01-25

ors for the round.
Cannon and Doyle Draw.
The first bout on the card brought
together Private Cannon, both ma
chine gun battalion, and Private
Doyle. Goth field artillery, two feath-
erweights. Some ferocious smuggling
was turned loose by these boys, but
after the battle smoke had waited
away, Referee Ryan called the thing
an even break. In the opening round
Doyle sent Cannon to the floor with
his pet right cross. This sort of irri-
tated the machine gunner for he came
back and punched the artillery pugi-
list from one side of the arena to the
other. In the second neither did much
damage, altho they-kept a steady flow
of punches sailing thru the air. Since
none of the wallops were. tagged with
a destination, no harm could possibly
arise. Doyle opened the third by
bringing across two rights that Jared
this Cannon person considerable.
! Again the machine gunner became
peeved much to, the sorrow of his
enemy, for Doyle nearly heard the
pretty birds warbling when a right up
percut about carried away his jaw:
From then on there was no fight left
in the said Doyle. Cannon, being a
slow thinker. failed to grasp his sole
opportunity of the fight and contented
himself with shooting over a few light
jabs during the last minute.
Jack Burke Furnishes COmical Match.
When a couple of boys on the card
failed to appear in time for their bout
Tommy Ryan sent Jack Burke, Camp
Funston's celebrated heavyweight
\ champion, out to collect a couple of
| padded mitt wielders. Jack found a
/ couple all right and the result was one
of the best farces seen around here in
a long time.
The pair brought up for slaughter
! were Private Larson and Private Hor-
! nj Thew timed
| the beam at 165 pounds without their
! hobnail shoes. After overcoming a
, little stage fright in the first round,
! both went at it hammer and tongs in
| the second. Norman could strike the
| faster, and incidentally he soon had
| the upper hand, and Larson was spill
| ing little blood from his nose and
mouth. With victory in sight, Hor-
| man forgot he had another round to
| travel and winded himself thoroughly
before the round cuIminated. A flash
| in the final and Norman had shot his
! bolt. Then Larson got busy and
slipped over a couple of nasty wallOps.
With twenty seconds to go, Larson
nailed the blood Norman with
right swing on the jaw. Then it
was curtains, and Tommy counted out
| the fatal ten. The fans derived much
/ fun from this contest on account of
| the awkward antics of both contest
ants. For willingness the pair couldn't
| be beat.
! Carroll Beats HiegIe.
A couple of bantamweights by the
names of Carroll and Hiegle furnished
| the fans with some mighty interesting
milling in the third bout on the card.
| Carroll, who halls from the 10th in
! fantry. won the verdict over the like
/ ly youngster who answers roll call in
a 41st infantry company. The first
round was even. Carroll opened the
second by landing hard rights and
| lefts to Hiegle's jaw. During this
stanza the aggressiveness of the 10th
boxer kept Hiegle busy skipping out
of the way. The final lap was all Car
rolls, although no one received much
in the way of punishment.
| "Swedc" Marks Up Another.
"swede" Lingren, that demon mid
| dleweight from headquarters COM
pany, 41st infantry, won handily over
| Private White, pride of the Q. NJ.
c. The rushing, aggressive tactics of
| ''Swede" gave him shade of the first.
He played for Whites midsection and
| crashed over several hard rights on
the Q. NJ. c. kids stomach and kid
neys. And they hurt, too. The second
was a repetition of the opening period.
Lingren also brought into play a right
cross to good advantage in this round.
At the bell all the starch had been
| taken out of the hefty White by these
smashing blows. Both men were tired
| in the last round. "Swede'' tried in
vain to put enough steam behind one
| to floor his opponent, but it was of
no avail, as White took all and still
remained on his feet not much the
worse off. When the tocsin sounded
| off neither boxer could hardly raise
his dukes.
| "Pawnee'' Frank Lands Kayo.
Tony ("Pawnee'') Frank, one young
| lightweight possessing the kick of a
mule in his trusty right, gave a clever
boy by the name of Airgale, from the
1874 depot brigade, a taste of his
frightful sleeping medicine in the
| fifth setto. After an even break in
the first, "Pawnee" came out with
lust in his eye in the second. By some
clever maneuvering he worked Airgale
| into q corner and shot over his hay
maker. 1t caught the depot brigade
| boxer flush on the jaw and he went
down in a heap. Game as they make
'em Airgale got up at the count OF
eight, but could hardly stand on his
| tottering underpins. Then the slow
music was played as Frank shot over
the simon pure knockout wallop and
Airgale's seconds carried their beaten
fighter out of the ring dead to the
world. 1t was one of the prettiest
knockouts staged around here in a
long time.
This boy Frank Is quite a bit OF
fighting machinery. He is fairly clev-
er and packs what counts most-an
awful kick He is the kind of a boxer
4 the fans like to see in action, as he