Evening star., 1921-07-17

girl At least two more n,enths at San
A1ssd'H. xsdSi and tn. Harl.mkia made .
a. trainer and faithful Is q st: Ber.
nsrd. Potter cool-headed. intelligent
I For . While they prospered amaz.
ingly. The mild climate. the absence
Of any demand mar that hs fssuse weight eight
round game was Ideally suited to tht
Kids style Of battles combined to de-
velop both his strength aid his value
as a drawing card. RathSr than de-
scend to the lightweigM class. he
sGSsst at cig.g ata goaas Or sh5
championship Of the Pacinc coast
Though letter-writing was not one OF
his accomplishments, he managed af'
ter every battle to serawl, long mes.
sages on hotel stationery to San
Rosario: and his efforts to accoun.
were so ambiguous that Jackie be.
came first suspicious. then alarmed
and was only quieted by Cecil Big
bees assurance that he knew what
her husband was doing and that 'it
was quite all right but fearfully
jolly secret!
Nevertheless. Jackie deemed it wise
to preach a little bit in her letters
and to make up for 1t at the end by
telling him how she was gaining In
weight and how much she loved him
The Harlem Kid committed some sen:
tences IN particular to memory and
meditated upon them In his corner
while waiting for the bell to ring
It helped to steady his nerves.
When opponents became scarce in
the south. they moved, to San Fran
that city and across the bay in Oak:
land. The Kid now began to get
offers from Chicago and even from
New York. where fifteen-round fights
were now permitted, but the offers
were conditioned on his making the
lightweight limit, and he disdained
Finally Pat Grimm. towing a couple
Of heavyweights. and in search OF
smaller timber. came out from New
York. Just In time to see the Kid out
boz Denny Mailoy, the Denver crack
thirty-thrse pounds" said the irish
man. Il can land you armatch with
In the last month Potter had be-
come more and more aware of the
fact that there was no big money to
was BIG money that the Kid was after
Il don't think I could make it.
Pat" he said truthfully. mot unless
Grimm nodded. '1 thought not. and
weight either, any more. but hes
champion, and you know what that
means." ,lca
'iSure: he wont weigh in himself
but he makes the other guy get down
to thirty-three, and that gives him a
made one hundred and three-three a
few months ago, but not now"
The Irishman raised inquiring eye.
Il was in . hospital" explained the
kid. rT-
,"Oh." commented Griffin, and waved
q hand in dismissal Of the subject.
Potter went back to his hotel and
found q three-page letter from his
wife, 4 letter that was different from
her usual CHEEKY epistles. At the bot
tom p.sr Yss oid siasy ea..ed ont durn.
the night. and on. Dick. I'm terribly
scared. Can't we take up some gov
ernment land right away? I've saved
some OF the money you sent-enough
maybe to make start. I'm dreaming
hcrrid things ,bout you. too, Dick
The Harlem Kid routed Abdul out
Of bed that night. and standing in the
middle Of the latter's room, fung Of
his own night-clothes
LOOK mo over, AO, !e commanded
"and tell me II I could get down tc
one hundred and thirty-three."
+ 4 4 4
THE Turk was wide awake on the
1 instant. The question was q
challenge to all his ability as q traine,
and handler Of human flesh. He
circled the room barefooted, eyei
studying the frame Of his friend
noting particularly the thighs and
waist line and hips. for It In from
these. DortiouD of the body alone q