The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1928-05-25
S NATAL DAY
FOR MULD00N,
BOXING HEAD
I'D Ironsides of New York
Fight Commission Spends
Birthday in Bed
PATIENCE VIRTUE OF OLD
champion Himself, Trainer of
Others, Friend of Great,
Is the Professor

New York, May 25.- (T--Today
or the first time in So years, vii.
lam Muldoon, old iro,sides Ut
New York state athletic commits
zion, is spending his birthday in
,ed.
Instead Of rising at s, exercising
';trenuously for two hours. break
'asting at 8 and then riding horse
rack for three hours more the box
s.r, wrestler, Shakespearean actor
md physical culturist IS in his room
ut the HYGIENE institute near White
Plains, N. T., cut off from friends,
telephone and newspapers.
On May 10 he fell Is feet from
u raised platform to the ground,
oumping the back Of his head and
njuring ribs on his left side. An
Did touch Of neuritis returned and
lis doctor ordered absolute quiet Tor
he old warrior.
II have no message" he told a
,isitor, land am still Of the opin-
on that one Of the greatest Of all
.irtues is patience, for those who
are growing old. There is nothing
so bad as an impatient, bad-temp-
,red old person. They are unhappy
themselves, and they make those
about them unhappy.
Il am grateful for the privilege
# living in these times when there
is so much that is wonderful that
we can appreciate"
What Thoughts?
What, asks the New York Herald
Tribune, will the professor" the
Did Roman, the iron duke, the solid
,nan-he is given oil those titles
be thinking of as he lies on his bed
of pain, silent and alone?
Gene Tunney, perhaps. Fine lad,
Gene. Clean and square and brave.
Just the kind of fellow the "pro-
fessor" would like to see more of
in the boxing business. He and
Gene, who is 80 today, spent their
birthdays together last year, the
"professor" riding twelve miles on
horseback to have dinner with Gene
at the Biltmore.
Perhaps he'll be thinking Of the
old days when he was a champion
himself-champion Of the world at
Graeco-Roman wrestling. Took the
title from Clarence Whistler and
held it several years, retiring unde-
feated.
Those were the days-four years
of service, from 16 to 20, with the
army of the Potomac-"hashsling-
er" in cheap restaurants and bounce
ser in dance halls. Six years on the
New York police force, then the
wrestling and after that the fight
ers1teaching them, training them,
keeping them from drinking them
selves to death-brave, glorious old
days.
Glorious ying Days
All, those fighters. The pro
lessons" eyes CLEAN. All cham
Ipions that he handled. Jack Demp-
'sey the nonpareil, Kid Mccoy. now
in Ear Quentin prison. And the
greatest day Of all in 1889 when
John L. Sullivan broke nearly all of
Jake Kilrains ribs but not his
heart.
The last epic of the prize ring,
the professor says. Seventy-five
rounds with bare knuckles and the
fight only stopped by Mike Dono-
vans throwing the towel in from
Jake's corner to keep his fighter
from being killed by the Boston
strong boy. Kilrain-he had the
heart. He'd have died before he'd
have quit there in the mud along
side the river at Richburg, Miss.
He'll probably be remembering
when he played Charles the wrest-
Ter in "As You Like It," being
thrown every night. Trooping as
Spartacus the Gladiator-John
Drew, Nine. Modjeska, Rose Cogh-
Ian, Mccullough. Georgia Drew
handing him bundle to hold one
night in the wings of St. Louis and
the bundle the infant, Ethel Barry
more. Glorious nights, those.
But hi. friends say it will be
only a little while till the "profes-
sor" is back in his gymnasium
again.
"He7l live to be hundred" says
Joseph Jared, physical instructor at
the institute.