The Washington herald., 1921-11-02

went with me. Harvey was a nice
fellow, played tennis and football,
and liked to box a little. He asked
Hugo II ne could put the gloves on
to see what it felt like to box with
professional. Hugo agreed. After
they'd boxed a minute. Hugo let one
go and nearly knocked Harvcys
head of, and the college kid pulled
tack his right hand and w ing II
and hit Hugo on the chin. Hugo
turned over in the air and fell on
his face. Knocked cold Five min
utes later, when Hugo woke up, he
rolled over aud blinEed a few times,
and then he said:
What college is that you go to?
You're sure educated"
Remember that time 'ack MOI
roe fought Jeffries?" Queriod the Tin
E:ared Sport, going back -arther into
history. Il sat at the rinEside that
night. Munroe came into the ring
first and stripped of his bathrobe.
He was pretty az a picture, white
skinned. smiling. well mus"lcd--h.s
legs a little too big. perhaps, but
h. looked the goods, Sno the crowd
logan to stir a nd wonder If JeT
W. en- up against IL. Gent named
Dargie, from Oakland. sat n front
of me. He pulled a ticket out Of
his pocket-HRrry Corbett's T. Of
room was running wide open with
a fight book in those days~and ne
says TO me: Looks pretty, doesn I
1t? l give tie ticket a fash, ami
see is was for $500 on Munroe to
win. odds to 8.
Just then JEFF comes in and pulls
OF his bathrobe, gives Munroe a
surly glance. and turns his back on
him with a snort. Jeff, black
skinned from the sun. his body COW
cred with black hair as thick ana
long as a bears, his legs thin from
read work and his arms like a couple
of piledrivers
After one LAMP at JEFF. this gent
DaEgie pulled the ticket out of mis-
pocket again. and without looking
at it tore it across, doubled it am
tore it again, slow. and dropped uhe
pieces on the floor. Then got up
anu Jul NJ, even
wait to see what was going to
happen to Munroe. He knew.
Poor Matchmaker,
You hardly ever see a boxer use
his fists outside the ring" went on
the Tin cared Sport, but / remem-
Der one or two times il happened
was going to Oakland one night
TO see a show. apd when l got OF
the train with a friend of mine
| three young fellows bumped against
Us and made a couple of abusive
cracks. / recognized one as a fail
preliminary boxer I'd seen. They'G
had a snort or two. ami were look.
ing for trouble, so we walked aIont
quietly. They dropped behind. Tn,
pext fellow who came along was :
Slim. neat lad. in good clothes, wear,
ing straw hat and tan gloves
THE three bumped him OF the side
walk, and the one l recognized a:
a fighter picked up a handful o.
dust and threw il over him. saying
Pipe the dude"
i The slim lad stopped. turneS
stepped back. hit the fighter neatly
on the chin, and dropped him cold
| AhC ONhCE NNO D1l
when my friend and / ran bacl
they changed their minds and stoot
looking at the fellow who WA
down.
"'Geer says one. What dye thins
of that? That's. the first time Rec
was ever knocked out
The slim lad brushed the dust OF
his clothes carefully and wake e
lalong,
That's all right he says owe
his shoulder. When he wakes III
tell him he was knocked out b,
Willie Richie
That's who 1t was. too." said tn,
Tin cared Sport. when 1 saw
j Willie in the ring about an houi
later. rubbered all over to see II
1could locate the fellow who threw
dust on him among the spectators
II wanted TO see his face"
Ccopyright. 1871. The Bell Syndicate. me-