The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1931-05-04

"D'ye ever hear of an old-time mid
dleweight fighter down in Minnesota
by the name o. Billy Moore?" The
Old Timer looked around inquiringly
and got a nod or two from the older
men. "This Moore was a darn good
fighter in the nineBies, but he didn't
last long because his habits were bad
His favorite method o. trainin' was to
drink a gallon O. beer and tell his
well -wishin' advisers to go to hell.
This Billy had a brother Fred whl
was a marvel for speed and boxin'
skill. He could put it all over his
brother Billy-but Fred had dissipat-
ed too much, and four fast round:
was his limit. He was a lank, stopped
over. consumptive lookin' cuss-the
sickest lookin' and most deceivin'
boxing freak you ever laid eyes on
I never knew about this brother Fred
until I came to North Dakota but
found out. -
Fights Fred Moore
when I landed in the North Da-
kota town where the fightin' parson
had just started to civilize the burg
the boys found Gut that I could box
and asked me To come around to the
lodge hall and put the mitts on with
a tramp workin' in n o. the butcher
shops. His name, they told ms, was
Fred Moore.
Il looked the guy ove an though!
it would be a sin to hit him: he stood
there with his hands down lookin' a.
my feet as I waded in he never
looked up-always watched my feet
I tapped him lightly on the nose with
my left, and we'll he broke loose! Il
was the only time I had ever been UP
again a real buzz-Saw. After the first
round I vas able to navigate only ir
a daZed sort o. way.
Time was called for the seconc
round and in about a minute I was
sittin' on a pile o. dunnage in q cor
ner countin' the sparrows and seem
the room go round and round.
Old Timer Loses Bout
II was feelin' purity sore, but the
preacher consoled me by tell;n' mt
Moore had put it owe the rest Of the
boys, just like that. including Char
ley Considine, the heavyweight: from
Bisbee. who was the big fightir' mar
in that locality. Charley had toxet
a draw with Dial Hawkins ard hat
knocked out a couple O. tough egg!
that tackled him in the harvest field
with just m punch apiece. They
double teamed on him, but Charley
just stood still and waited for 'em
one on each side. When they got II
range he swung his left to the right
and his right to the left, clipped ZEN
both on the jaw and knocked EN- ou'
the first crack. Fred Moore showed
up later in MinneSota-but that's an
other story.
There was an Of 1rishman Twin
near Bisbee by the name o Pat Gal
lagher-a kind hearted Of soul. Hi
place was a great hang-out for thu
boys who had no other place to go
they could always get something tx
eat and a place to sleep at Pats.
Zone winter there was a half dozer
youngsters at Gallagher's doin
chores, runnin' races, boxing ant
sometimes fighting. One o. them wa!
a big lad named Luther Mccarthy
they called him Luck" for short.
Luck was crazy about boxin' bu
he were so much better than the rest
and was such a rough slugger that j
made the others sore. One day Gal
lagher sent the whole gang on
haulin' straw, and four O. the boy
framed up on Luck-they We're goin
to pitch in and clean up on him wheI
they got him out to the strawstack.
Mccarthy Ends Trouble
"Purty soon the teams and bob
sledS came trailin' back. n ted be-
hind the other, but without any straw