The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1921-06-10

got all about the big bunch of mixups
I had for which l got IS or $7.50-and
sometimes nothing.
Sure, l needed money in those days
but every time I'd get money for fight
ing I'd think was cheating the fellow
who paid it to me. So did't bargain
very hard and usually took what was
offered.
Il used to pick up a little spending
money in the mining camps taking on
the local prides there. l went to one
camp looking for a job in the mine
and there was nothing open. The
foreman asked me what I had been
doing Of late and l told him. That got
him interested.
Say, are you any good with your
fsts?" he demanded.
I'm pretty much of ham on this
science stuff l confessed, but I've
got an awful socker in this right
hand
Offers Jack IS.
"'Well, I tell you what you do
said the foreman. You stick around
here until noon hour. Then I'll point
out big stiff who has been bullying
everybody around these parts. You
size him up carefully. If you think
you can lick him, you tell me. Then
I'll offer a purse of IS for fight be-
tween you two
The bully surely was husky, weigh
ed around 200. But in those days, l
ed to the foreman that I thought l
match was arranged right then and
me to win the IS.
News about that little battle
travelled around. 1t preceded me to
other camps. AS a result, whenever
| got to one camp or another usually
was met by a challenge from the hard
> guy of the place. Sometimes the
| purse was $40 or SIS; more often it
was IS.
PoIishes 'em Off
Il don't know how many fellows I
polished off in that way, but there
were quite a few. And SIS was about
the top price. But it always seemed
like soft money, this idea of getting
paid for INDUCING IN my favorite
sport, l was about boxing like the
average kid is about baseball. He'll
] go to any sacrifice to be able to play.
Should he get money for it he thinks,
| down in his heart, that he's trimming
somebody by taking it.
That was the way with me. Just
to be in ring with some tough one,
swapping punches, matching wits
| that was the life. If Id had some
| money then and it was necessary to
! do so, | would have paid for the priv
! lege Of battling. AS it was, whenever
| took down purse, no matter how
small it was, it seemed like finding
money.
One-H anded Puncher
Between whiles I'd step back into
Ogden, Salt Lake or some of the other
towns there and fight whenever |
could. | scaled between $50 and 165
in those days and was mighty skinny
| looking because | was almost as tall
then as | am now Nobody took me
seriously as a fighter. There was a
| reason for that l was a one-hand
puncher, knew nothing about foot
work, nothing about defense and my
| sole aim in each fight was to land
the old right hand against the other
! fellows chin.
But | was having fun-and living
the happiest of my days.
| My record shows that | fought
about 20 battles up to the time l
| started East in 1916. But when think
! back over all the minor battles I had
in which l earned some sort Of money,
l guess it totalled around TO- For
those 20 fights I guess my total in
come was about S600-maybe $3.50
| but not more than that
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