South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1920-11-07

when. FOR "a minute and EurdrE Sec
'nds. champion and a 'wou d-ne'
faced each other on the alien side ~
an International river So brief
conflict had rarely imposed upon
the fair promise Of true sport. The
reporters made what they could Of
10, but. Invested Of padding che ac-
tion was sadly fuGacious. The cham
ZION merely smOtc bis victim. turn
cd his back upon MIN. remareing. u
Know what ! done 90 dat stiff. and
extended an arm like "a ships mast
for his glove 10 be removed.
Which accounts for q trainload Of
eztremeiy diEgusted gentlemen in an
uproar OF fancy vests and nectWc1r
being spilled from their Pu.lmans lu
san Antonio tn the early morning
following the fight Which also
partly accounts for the unhappy
predIcamcnt iu which Cricket
Mcclure found himself as he -um-
hled from his car and sat upon the
depot platform. torn by "A spasm OF
that hollow, rackug cough so IA
miiiar 10 San Aut0uian ears 40
that time. an the uncertain light of
dawn. that way passed Curtis Raid
Ter. the NueCes county cattleWau-
may his shadow never measure un-
der six feet two.
The cattleman out this early 10
catch the southoound for his ranch
station. stopped at tho side OF thu
distressed patron of sport and spoke
in the kindly draw OF his uk and
region. Got it pretty bad. bud 20
Cricket" Mcclure. ex-feathor-
weight prizehghter, tout jockey, fol-
lower OF the ponies. al-ar0und
sport. and manipulator of the gum
balls and walnut shells looked UP
puguaciously at the imputau0n cast
by bud.
"G'wan." ne rasped, telegraph
pole. / didn't ring for YER.
Another paroXysm wruue for him,
md he leaned Imply against a con-
venient baggage truck. Raider
waited patiently, gIanCing around OF
the white hats short overcOats and
big cigars thronging the platform
Y cure from the Moth, amt you,
bud?" he asked when the other was
partially recovered. Come down 20
see the hght2"
right" snapped Mcclure. "Puss-
fn-the-corneri Twas "A hypodermic
injection. Handed him just one like
squirt OF dope. and he's asleep.
and no tanbark needed in front of
his residence. Fight2' He raJued
DIT. Coughed. and went on hardly
addressing the cattleman. but rather
Tor the relief OF voicing his troubles.
mo more dead sure things for me.
But Rus Sage himself would have
Hnatched at IL. Five % one dat de
boy from Cork wouldn't stay tree
rounds is what L invested in. Put
NY last cent on. and could already
smell the sawdust I'm dat all-night
joint or Jimmy Deianey's on Thirty
seventh street I was goin' 10 buy.
And den-say. telegraph pole. what
a gazboo a guy is 10 put his whole
roll on one turn OF the gabOOz-
luml"
You're plenty right" said the big
Cattleman, more specially when
you lose Son. you get up and light
out for a hotel. You got a mighty
bad cough. Had It lOng?"
Lungs" said Mcclure compre-
hensively. Il got II. The croaker
says I'll come 10 time for six months
lOnger-maybe a year II I hold my
gait. I wanted 70 settle down and
take care OF myself. OATS why /
speculated on dat FIVE 20 one per
hapa I had a t'ousand iron dollars
saved up. If I winned I was goin'
TO buy Delaney's cafe. Who'd a
fought dat stiff would take a nap
IN dc foist rcund-say2"
It's a hard deal" commented
Raider. looking down at the di-
minutive form Of Mcclure crumpled
against the truck. but you go TO
a hotel and rest. There's the Men
ger and the Maverick, and"
And the Firth Av'noo. and the
Waldorf Astoria" mimicked Nc
CURE Told you 1 went broke. I'm
on de bum proper. I've got one
dime left. Maybe a trip 70 Europe
or a sail IN me private yacht would
TX me up-pa' peri"
Tie flung his dime at a newboy.
got his Express" propped his back
against the truck, and YVES at once
rapt in me account OF his Water
loo as explained by the ingenious
press.
Curtis Raider interrogated an
enormous gold watch. and laid his
hand on McGuire's shoulder.
Come on bud" he said. I'VE
got three minutes to catch the
train"
Sarcasm seemed to be McGuire's
vein.
You amt seen me cash I'm any
chips or call turn since / told YOU
was broke, a minute ago. have
you Friend. chase yourself away.
You're going down 90 my ranch
said the cattIemau. "aud stay uI
YOU get well. six months III fN YOU
good as new He lifted Mcclure
with one hand. and haIf-draEEed
him i'm the direction of the train
What about the mouey2" said
Mcclure. struggling weakly 90 es-
cape.
Money for vhat2" asked Raid
Ter. puzzled. They eyed each other.
not understandings for they touched
only at the gear OF beveIcd cog
wheels-at right angles and mOViu-
upon different aNles.
Passengers ON the scuth-bouud
saw them seated together. and won
dered at the C0nfuN of two such am
tpodes. Mcguire was five feet one.
with "a couuteuance ue.ouEi1e Co
either Yokohama or Dublin. Bright
be3dy Of ye. hony OF cheek and Jaw.
SCARED. toueheueL broken and re-
knit. indestrucuhie. Er.sly gladia-
toral as a hornet he was type
neither new nor unfamiliar. Raid
Ter was the produce az different soil.
Sly fcel two iu haieht miles broad.
and rn deeper rl.a "a crystal brook.