The Morning Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Okla.) 1919-1927, 1922-05-24

Mrs. Jawn (entering with hus-
band): Get an usher quick. Jawn.
/ wouldn't have my pastor see me
here for worlds. That's so. he isn't
likely to be here. (Coughs.) Where's
the fire We'll. wha. causes all the
smoke? OH No wonder they call
this 'match'-so many matches are
lit. And convention hall plastered
with NO Smoking signs. too! l
hope we're not too late for the stel-
lar act. O-o-o-h, is that what she
reward fighters wear - dressing
gowns? j don't consider IL very
nice. The worst is yet to come, you
say? Whdt could be worse? Heavens
(for once speeohless), noting but Alb
breviated colored trousers! They
put on red shirts later? That'll be
better.
"Ladfes and gent-el-men'-
thanks Tor the compliment. Mr..
Chairman. I'm glad there are
ladies present-lf they all are that.
Look over there at that woman with
the drugstore blush, green earbobs,
low-necked waist and transparent
on second thoughts, you needn't
look, Jawn. She hasn't on many
more clothes than the fighters. No,
l WILL NOT point her out to you.
when the referee says. Come
here, you all, l want to tell you.
NO, I'm not curious; ! deny .he al
legation. Everybody seems to know
the fighters personally and to call
them by their first names. It's just
the custom? I'd object to such ia
miliaritya Kid seems to be a favor
lite name for fighters; do you cay
Kid Dempsey and 'Kiddo Carpen-
tier. too? California Kid--of Shaw
nee--and Mr.. Osner must have
whole army of coaches and tutors
here the way advice is being handed
out. What rude remarks! One man
said. Come on, you bootleggers, He
honorsd them then? Now, Jawn!
"I'm glad it's between numbers
so i can talk TO you. I've wanted to
talk to you all evening. That's what
have been doing? Why. you mean
thing! You know, i feel perfectly
at home. The mems chattering
sounds like our sewing circle. Then
they use so many near-cooking
words. like Upper cut Mix IT,
raw neat? and These ham-and-egg
fighters
Wouldn't 1t be funny IL they both
hit the referee? Why are they YELL
ing, Hold him. Frankie?' Mr. Cali
fornia Kid did no. fall. And why
yell, Stay In there, Frankie when
he's not trying to get out OF the ring?
Now, Jawn, l have not asked you
very many questions. Well. not more
than 100, anyway. I don't pretend
to know left jab from "a
handler. I do not spoil all your
pleasure. You should not have
brought me, then. don't care II
]. did invite myself along. I'm not
the only one asking questions. The
man in the next row just asked.
and another one queried. What Is
this. a foot-raceI So there. now!
II always thought fighters were
regular giants. and here I weigh as
much myself as Mr.. Osner. You
say that Mr.. Clickner weighs l63 and
used to weigh more? I wish you'd
ask him how he reduced. Poor Mrs.
Dean just can't get thin: everything
she does and doesn't do makes her
fatter. Ask him how does he get
that weigh. I'll tell Mrs. Dean,
though: OF course. couldn't very
well advise her to take up prize
fighting. You say this is not a
prize fight? The manson my risht
doesn't know the difference then.
Listen TO him: frankie. you're not
trying to fight: you're boxing. Your
right amt paralyzed; let's see that
upper cut you've been saving for
the next fight. Let's fight now; let's
knock him down once
"A A-a-a-h! Now for the big show.
Here's TO Sailor Clickner. Is Mr..
Smith skillful? Ask Palmer, he
knows, eh? Everybody seems ex-
,ciHd except the popcorn boys. This
boat certainly excels the curtains
rsisers. You think it's an EVE.
opener in more ways than one? I'm
sorry for Mr.. Clickner. It's all In a
nights fight? Tha. doesn't make IL
any less painful for him, I can't see
for those late arrivals. I wish they'd
sit down" (Calls out, SIT DOWN
ANYWHERE.")
"Gracious. they must have heard