The New York herald. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1920-1924, 1920-12-15

he didn't care to take n chance on not
being at Madison Square Garden took
two bows and ducked q recall after
stealing Herman Timbergs best story.
First Bob Fitzsimmons. Jr.. and Eddie
Nucent. who rejoces in being one of the
doughboys who got sinkers and coffee
from Mrs. Vincent Aston in her canteen
in Brest. boxed for three rounds. Bob
came near hitting Eddie several times.
and Mr. Nugent got the Junior League
all excited by uppercutting Bob Just
above the knee. Then Bill SpenSler and
Frank Adams, two lusty traffic cops had
at ii TO the detriment of the referee.
Bill is. the light heavyweight Olympic
champion and Frank is still cop.
"All the regulars was old stuff, said
Kid Broadside, "but the ladies' was
strong for those two boys from Prince
ton College, Brown Baker and Herbert
TAFT, neither of which knows nothn'
about fightin'. but each of which carries
a terrible thump If cornered."
Baker and TAFT. bona flde students,
had been brought up from Princeton by
the referee, Spider Kelly. who teaches
the manly art at that institution. They
did more actual slamming than any or
the others. except, possibly. Spangler
and Adams, but their aim was not so
good as it might have been.
But It was after the mauling that the
kick of the evening came, and the debut
tantes and sub-debs found the emotional
going rough. Into the ring Mr.. Geer
fetched seven brash lads, who, Mr.. Geer
declared, represented four Bronx gangs.
Mr. Geer said that it was such lads that
la al cd 70 mr.
Hear these boys mad think Of the work
the Marshall Stillman movement can
do" said Mr. Geer. 1--WE need money
Give us all you can. We are doing
wonderful work among the gangsters"
yes" said Tubbo the Wop. when In
troduced. this is the SWEETEST bunch
ever talks to- ladies and gents, and you
can take it from me that we amt here
askin' for nothiu' that Is the kid or
nothin' Believe me, what they do for
a guy in the pen amt the stuff you peo-
pie know nothing about or nothin'.
This Is the Real "Low Down.
The cops frames you downtown and
then send you up the creek for stretch
and what does they say to you when
you.comes out? Why, they says Here's
ten bucks; go get job and go straight
And, believe me, guys hungry and he
sticks up a fat one or bull grabs him
off for bein' on the street, and It's this
here Marshall Stillman club that keeps
us off the streets and out of the pen.
And don't believe all that the reporters
tells you about us boys, because the bulls
make a pinch and they calls in the re-
porters and hands them the hop about
their big pinch and how strong they are
in downtown with the Commissioner, and
the reporters shoots the bull in the
papers and believe me. Its this Marshall
Stllman stuff that is the goods. so we
amt askin' you nothin' you can't do
when its the cash. because-ah. get wise
and make me, because--ah. come across
and ah-h-h-h-h
Tubbo retired and more bouts were
staged. A lot of Tubbos friends stripped
down TO their B. " DIS and put on the
mittens. First Allie Stollick and Ray
Moore went to It, and then Mick Tieny
and AL Posner pushed each other around
the ring for three rounds. Sammy Nor
gan and Mamie Weiner came near to
putting up a real fight, and the best
scrap Of the evening came as the windup
Frank Copeland, n former doughboy,
and Ray Thompson, n private In the
Twenty second infantry. roug.led each
other for six minutes, while the debs and
sub-debs gurgled in dreadful ecstasy.