The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-05-16
BY HENRY McLEMORE
TJnfffS1 T3pess Sfaff rnrresnOnder,

Omitted Press Staff Correspondent
Swan Lake, N. Y, May 16.--
(UP)-Espionage reared its ugly
head in the training camp of Jim
my McLarnin yesterday when a
trap-drummer named Benny, who
works in the band at Barney Ross
headquarters, was caught watching
the welterweight champions work
out.
Had it not been for the master
full detective work of McLarnin's
press agent, DOC" Morris, the spy
undoubtedly would have escaped
with precious secrets, for when
searched his person revealed
package of gold tees, a. bottle of
cynbal polish, the score for isle
Of Capri" and several hastily
scrawled notes on McLarliin's con-
dition.
Sharp Eye
But fortunately, for McLarnin,
Morris. who has Photographic
eye, spotted the spy just as Jim
my squared off for a workout with
a sparring partner. 1t was master.
full work on Morris part for Benny
had spared no pains to conceal his
identity.
He was masked in a canary yell
lew sweater, red beret, pair of
white duck pants, and had seated
himself in a inconspicuous seat
hard by the ringside.
Once Morris spotted the intruder
he wasted no time, but bounded
like bloodhound toward the
room in the rear of the gymna-
SUM where the photographers
were knocking off a few beers.
"Quick men," he shouted, "get
your cameras, There's spy in the
camp"
whats his name?" asked
cameraman.
Benny Harway,' answered Nor
ris. "And you gotta hurry for he's
got to be back at Ross place to
play for tea dance
The photographers, who were
quick to sense the drama of the
situation, readied their lenses and
bulbs, Morris rushed to Pop Fos-
ter, who was in the middle of the
ring announcing the first training
bout.
"Hold her, Pop" he whispered.
There's a spy in here watching
Jimmy. And here's tennis racquet
for you to crown him with
mot with that racquet" an
swered Pop. ut cost me four
bucks to get it strung last week,
and amt hitting nobody with Ut.
Which one is the spy. Doc? That
fellow sitting there in the yellow
get-up?" &
That's right. now walk over
there and tell him to get out or
get arrested"
Burned Up
So Pop, who should have had at
least one more rehearsal to get his
lines straight, walked to the edge
of the ring and denounced spy
Harway in shaking. If not scatch-
ing terms. For the benefit of one
photographer. who just couldn't
leave half bottle of beer. and was
a bit late, Pop denounced Benny
second time.
Now will you go or must we
throw you out of the place." con-
cluded Pop.
Benny just sat there. Again Pop
demanded that he leave. Still Ben
ny didn't bulge.
81 can't go yeti the spy final
ly explained. "That state trooper
who's supposed. to throw me out
amt showed up"
The officer finally appeared and,
grasping Benny roughly on the
arm, hustled him outside, stopping
only long enough to let Benny get
his fifty cent admission from the
b6x-office.
With Benny safely outside, Pop
turned to the spectators and apollo
gized for the interruption.
1--WE couldn't work with no spy
around" he said. "Jimmy's work
ing on secret punch and we don't
want none of those Ross spies to
see how teworks.'
Don't tell about the secret
punch" Morris cautioned Pop. I'm
saving that for next week"
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