The Washington times., 1931-01-28
COAST YOUTH.
TALKSWE
OFSELF
BY JACK DEMPSEY

T. Hamilton Lorimer, Of Oak
land, Calf, who is II real man
ager of Max (the Golden) Baer,
chants this tale about the Pacific
Coast heavy:
Until about two years ago, Baer
worked on ranch. A rough lot
of boys there, always spelling for
action and Baer was no exception.
After a long series of elimination
bouts back of the barns, it was
conceded that Max was the fight
INCEST hombre of the crowd. That
made him champion.
"Soon after that he quit the
cowboy stuff and went to work in
my fathers machine factory IN
Oakland. In due course Of time
I met up with. Max who promptly
told me how good he was with
his fists and that, if there was
anyone I disliked, just to point
out the follow and he (Max)
-vould give him first class dust
ing.
Talks About Himself
Max got to talking so much
about how good he was that about
every lad in the shop ached to
take a chance in showing him up
but none dared. Max is quite
a young giant and the hard work,
ing boys in the place just weren't
ir a mood to get themselves scTam
hled UP by mixing it with him.
After a while I decided that
the best way to get Makes mind
off wanting to beat up everybody
and get him settled back into his
Job, was to lay a nice trap for
him. I had some of the boys
scout up one of the biggest bruis'
ers around Oakland and I gave
him a job in the shop. He was
told to bait Max, get into an
argument, then a fight, and then
to knock all the wadding out OF
Max.
"The big boy picked a fight
it isn't easy to pick one with that
Baer party at any time-and
bang-they we're at it. The fight
lasted about 20 seconds. At the
end of that time the big hero ]
had hired to beat up Max was
down and very much out. Was
I embarrassed? But not com
pletely discouraged. I was de-
termined that Max should get a
walloping that would shush him
All Alike To Him
$50 1 got a bigger and better
ruffian the next time. He guar
anteed 100 per cent results. He
picked his quarrel and then let
90 with one fearful pile driver
wallop. 1t caught Max on the
chin, drove him backward-ano
then came the recoil. My new
tanner of Max Baer' perhaps
doesn't know to this day that he
was hit about IL times between
the first paralyzing smash anc
when he collapsed to the floor.
so I went sleuthing arounc
some more. This Max, instead Of
growing silent, was louder thar
ever. 1 found an eX-pug who Wa'
willing to do the tanning act. HI
positively assured me that
wheelbarrow would be needed tt
cart away Max when he go
through with him.
"They met-and this big bird
although lasting a bit longe'
than the first two, went out lik'
doused light.
Quits Shop For Ring
after that I sat down anc
went into conference with myself
decided, at last, that this BaeI
certainly was a grand prospec
for ring honors. And that is hoV
came to have little chat with
him, all of which ended up with
Max deserting the machine Shol
and devoting his energies there
after to ring warfare.
It don't know how far he'll
go-he is still a proSpect-but hi
claims to have clairvoyant pow
ers, for he tells me:
"'I'll be a champion-I'm
cinch to beat up the gang anc
grab the title'!"
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