Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1920-09-04

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- CHAPTER VIII o..
90, foung Kearny starts to get in witt,
os .ad ana mis- manager grabs his arm.
one side, stupid |" he grunts, you
tn rae ,iy With I, the chauffeur--us guys wants
ws,rv well ,,, says the sportin' editor. as
you gimme what 1 ordered. He's n bum
az az right Why, he don't seem to have
get yet bp1,it; bIr,, , OF female fawn, How dye
,o Say !" says Dunn. 'That kid oughta
pc welterweight champion right now
set @ meY He's got kick like INT and
Listen ~ butts in the sportin' editor
,LLpnt start to fill me fuila hop about
.ilhi tramp OF yours, simply because I'm
askin you TO do this for me. I'll see
INA ,hat you both get due credit for helpin
to toe pa ad Gross' any but II you are gsttln Sc,
Kearny is "a" ~ ~"N, ~"
1emmss finish w,nu,s min ss, says Sau. Dunn p. n,
nothln for Kearny, but ! think 1 goi
the makin's of what you guys calls copy
ana II you gimme a chance I'll tell you
soiimetnin si that might help fll that rotten
eoiTmh mh or yours some mornin'."
| Lne sportin' editor grins again.
gets too tough to take. me and my
frs friend ,S can always throw you outa this
Well" said Dunn. "In one word
the thing is that-here's a kid which
accordin to all the Marquis Of Hoyles't
rules oughta be welterweight champion
or the whole place. He's knocked out
ssm With tHe ease mna hs ySS knock tn
your wages every Saturday. He strip!
ike Pysike or one Of them italian gods
and he could box ten rounds under @
pa'nss9rm ne Setrn and never git hit by droF
gium; Yet he don't git nowheres Why2'
The other guys is allowed to come
IN with q AK In each hand" guesses the
sportin' editor
II thought they wouldn't let rough
the comic page" snarls Dunn. "or tn,
| first thing you knowed you'd have to gC
to work. III tell you why Kearny ain
..s a champIhes been chasin' dream fo'
Thought they wouldn't let rough
necks in the Follies," says the sportin
editor lookin interested. 80 they's 6
girl in the case. hey7 Let's see now
mThere beSore,atsIsy haze read anything like tina
Jaw. shut up!" says Dunn. Say
wise Vguy-lemme tell you this In m!
own way and then you can print 1t II
! youT way lOInOTEOW like yOu always w
leavin' out the best of the stun that
slipped you. They amt no dame mixet
up in this at all--the only woman
Kearny's stuck on Is his mother. 81
that's one you lose!'
IT still got some money" says tn,
sportin' editor. shoot the piece u
Right" says Dunn; and Joe, thei
sportin' expressions Is all Roman to m
because really, you know, them rough
necks has n language of their own
Now here's the low down on Kearny--
take It or give Il to the A. p. This kit
is absolutely crazy about--Kid Brennan
Accordin' to him, Brennan is the onl!
box fighter that ever rubbed his feet II
resin. I admit, and so do you, tina
when Brennan was right they was m
seven boys in his class which coul'
even muss his hair. 1 concede that thi'
Brennan baby will go down in histor!
ever hung another guy over the ropes
but-he's through now and has been 70
three years He don't mean nothin' NJ