Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1920-09-06
CHAPTER yIII-Copt,nued


as much action. Knockout Hooker was
IA young and ambitious man which
swung a mean right. Kid Brennan was
game-and that's all. Long before the
referee yielded to the majority and
stopped tho fight, had got enough and I
seen Chateau -Thierry. The champ sim
ply battered the grand old man from pil.
lar to post, hlttln him with everything
but the gate receipts. and Il was stopped
In. the second round to save Knockout
Hooker from goin' to the chair for pro-
meditated murder.
Well, Joe, tho champ bowed to the
bughouse mob, leaped over the ropes and
skipped to his dressin' room where n.
had engagement with me virtually i'm
mediately. The crowd filed out, still
keepin' up the noise and pretty soon me
and the sportin editor and Youne
Kearny and his manager was alone.
Alone, Joe, except that over in n corner
one time had set these same kinda
crowds crazy and now they don't even
slip him a backward glance.
Even his seconds has beat II some
where's and ss the lights here and there
begins TO go o'out, hanger on is moppin'
off Kid Brennans face with a dirty
towel: Such is life in the prize ring, Joe
---and everywheres else 1t was Young
lIdt ydnkeu T1t
aways from my thoughts.
We'll. there's that" he beliers In
Kearny's ear. Are you satisfied now
that Kid Brennan is through"
Young. Kearny starts like somebody
Through hell :" he says. Brennan
stalled SOS he could git another date
with this Hooker baby and grab the big
money. Knockout Hooker never seen
the day, he could trim Brennan
"Aw come on-ess git outa here !"
bawls his manager, I'm about I'LL up
on you and Brennan You. can see now
where folleyin' that guy has got you
But, Joe, they amt no Young Kearny
to talk to. He has climbed through the
ropes and Is standin. In the middle OF
the ring lookin' at Brennan, which Is
recognize close relatives At this point
Knockout Hookers manager comes up.
Cit your bum and let's git up to
that Red Cross thing :! he says to the
up ali night, Says they any chanct
OF gittin' a drink up there?'
Shut up-you!" snaps the sportin'
editor, grabbin' my arm and not even
lookin' at him. Come on :! he says TO
me. This is gonna be good =, and with
that, Joe, he pulls me into the ring
We're on Young Kearnys heels when
he shuffies up to the once great Bren-
nan and stands there twiddlin' his
thumbs and lickin his lips like kid up
school. Brennan is lookin' down at the
floor, Joe, still more or less dazed and
all the company he's got Is the bucket
and n towel. And once a English king
him for knockin English
champ cold
Tough, hey. Joe?
Mister Brennan" stammers Young
Kearny suddenly, like he was addressin'
.l,a,.
with burnln' the orphan asylum and
had been caught with can Of gasoline
and a torch. Mister Brennan-I-guess
you don't remember me, but-ah-t
seems that--as a matter Of fact l do
little scrappin' myself. I-well--Tm
Young Kearny-I mean I fight under
that name and-to be exact my real name
is Anthony II. Pizzaro-and lin
awful sorry that guy outlucked you to-
night. but know you'll knock him for
a goal the next rime!"
Brennan slowly looks up, turnin' that
butchered face of his into the calcium
that was still lit over the ring, Joe,
and l must say have seen easier faces
had certainly did workmanike job
First Kid Brennan don't seem to see
anything but the empty seats and the
fact that he's all by himself. Then he
slowly looks up at kearny. whilst that
young gentleman looks like he would
fain vanish through the floor, as a re-
suit of him havin' the nerve to speak to
Brennan.
Thanks, Tony" he whispers fnIy
through his pufred lips, stickin' out his
work and you're a good boy, too;
Hooker fouled me, or would Of knocked
him dead in another punch :"
Kearny takes the hand-tries TO speak
and cant and then his manager husties
him outa the ring. Joe, and also outa
I ha lIfA pf HI brennan
or course even l. which knows little
of the prize fightin', am wise to the
fact that Kid Brennan,s alibi about the
foul thing was idiotical. He was licked
better man--and there's that! But the
effect Of him talkin' to Young Kearny
was remarkable. This kid walks outa
the club like a guy in a trance-his
eyes is shinin' an dhe's muttering TO
himself Suddenly he swings around
He called mo Tony-Kid Brennan
shook my hand and called me Tony
PFSi.y Xw PGSr. sSut Gn up, you boob" !" snarls his
manager, as we climbed into the car
again. Forget about Brennan. You'll
prob'ly have guy countin' over you
in another hour! !"
Young Ksarny settles back in the
Lets see now" he murmurs. speakin,
directly 10 himself II walked up and
says, Mister Brennan, feel sorry and
Kid Brennan says. Well, Tony
Dunn let forth a coupla choice oaths
and throwed the lap robe at him.
Knockout Hooker and his manager
folleyed US in their own car all the
way 70 the Reds Cross carnival, Joe,
and We went straight 10 the goihn' club
with the creams OF society, both the
male and female. The six bathin beau
ties still in their California movie cos
TUNES, was in a box the rest or which
was filed with guys wnicn from AZ al
ring they could OF been a knittin' bee
gOin' on in there instead of a box fight,
who's this guy I'm gonna fight?''
scowls the fercciously Hooker whist
gettin' into his rings costume In the
drcssn' room.
Young Kearny," says II guess he
won't give you no trouble
You guess, hey?" he snarls. "Ill let
that tramp stay about two ROUNDS and
then you can git the shutter ready TO
carry him out. I gotta git to bed early
tonight"
Ice, he certainly was tough lookin
baby when disrobed and | must say !
felt sorry for Young Kearny. I made
IN mind I wouldst stop 1t tho minute
the goin' got too messy for the boy.
The crowd had been put on edge by a
Coupa preliminary bouts. one OF which
had wound up by knockout and when
Hooker and Young Kearny stepped into
the ring they was gave a cheer which
would of satisfied Dempsey ! got quite
pleasantly surprise when Young
Kearny throwed OF his bathrobe, because
no matter whether he was beaucoup
mauler or not. he certainly looked like
four aces to me. The way them arm
and shoulder muscles rolled and rippled
under his skin was very comfortn'.
His manager and the sportin' editor
is in his corner. I'm refercein the thing