The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-02-15
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those mighty widc-arccd swings.
Jimmy was punching straight from
the shoulder or swapping little short
blows from the wrist. It's an AXIOM,
in science fighting, just as it is in
mathematics. that straight dine Is
the shortest distance between two
points, and in countcring as he did
with those swift lance-likc thrusts
Jimmy was not only beating his
antagonist to the punch everv timc.
but he was astonishing accurate.
Besides this there was . decentivc
power in those straight, snappy iolts
that were raining steady tattoo
on the others face and body.
Come on and fight like q man."
He -snarled at Jimmy through lips
that were puffsd and bleeding. His
breath was coming in short, jerky
gasps. the effect of those telling bodv
punches. "You damn dancin' mas
ter, you, let me get my hands on
you and III break you in half"
Jimmy pulled up short. well out
OF the others range. and dropped his
hands. Save for bloody car, where
one Of those wild swings had grazcd
the side of his head, there was. no
visible mark on him. He surveyed
his opponent. whose tight-fitting cap
was still pulled we'll down on his
mead. and told him. with . good deal
Of contempt in his tone, where he
could go.
"I'm going to put you to sleep in
just about a minute" Jimmy in
formed the other coldly. "You'rc
pretty near gone now. III be aim.
ing for the button from now on"
YOU" The mans battered
countcnancc was contorted with rage.
he gathered himself for another
rush and Jimmy braccd to meet it.
He came charging in, head lowered,
and this time Jimmy, instead of re-
treating. stepped swiftly to his right,
shifted his feet and then stepped in,
flashing out as he did so with q light
ning-like uppcrcut.
The other had no time to avoid
the punch, but instinctivcly ducked,
and Jimmy's fist, instead Of finding
its mark on the chin, crashed
squarely on his nose. He went reel
ing back sickened into the building,
and Jimmy waited for the final
charge. which he knew would spell
the end
The finish was as unexpected as It
was swift. Standing there braceu
against the WALL the man faced jim
my much as an angry bull faces the
final sword thrust Of the matador.
There was written on his face all
the anger that man can feel who
has been beaten byja smaller antag-
Onist.
"You may be interested to know"
Rand said coolly, "that little train
ing in boxing is the greatest thing
in the world to bring big man down
to your size. You may be interest
cd, also, to know that after you 20
to sleep you arc going to- get ride
in the patrol wagon. hope the po-
lice station benches are not hard"
"I1l kill you. you little squirt.
You, He glared at Jimmy and
hunched his shoulders. He took one
slow step away from the wall and
right hand, dangling at arms length.
had come in contact with his coat
pocket. A look Of cunning crept into
his eyes as he gazcd steadfastly at
Rand. His hand slid slowly into the
Others right wrist while his right
pocket.
Jimmy, watching him narrowly.
suddenly sprang at him. drop that
gum" he cried as he closed in. His
left hand gripped desperately The
sought the mans throat.
He had his opponent backed against
the wall, one arm pinned to his side
and the other prevented from COM
ing into action by the pressure Of
his own right forearm. He tighten
cd his grasp on the mans throat.
The latter. fighting convulsively for
air, was trying to break the hold ON
his windpipe. Jimmy could feel him
growing limp.
Jimmy. suddenly released his hold
on the mans wrist and thrust his
own hand into The pocket His
fingers closed on a hard object and
he jerkcd' his hand away. at the same
time letting 60 of the others throat.
1t was not gun after all, but q
blackjack. The man. slumped against
the building, was sucking the air
into his lungs in great gasps. jim
my backed away from him, holding
the weapon in his hand.
1t was then that he heard somc-
one running toward Uhem-a patter
of feet coming from the direction
of his rooming house. The man
backed against the wall heard them,
too. Hope blazed into his eyes.
"Kid!" he cried. ooh, kidd"
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