The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1936-10-24

full fist.
1.-THE cheap little publicity
hound!" he exploded. Then, to
his manager: Come on, Pop. Well
move to Philadelphia today. I'll
finish off my training there"
Mabel played to packed houses
as usual during the bitter week
that followed. Audiences seemed
not to notice her listlessness, or
if they did, they forgave it, attrib-
uting it to the empty seat in the
box so regularly occupied in the
past by Larry. On the night of the
fight in Philadelphia, Mabel sat
before the mirror in her dressing
room, Mimi, her weary feet en-
cased in slippers, rested in an easy
chair nearby.
REFUSES TO GO ONE
In the midst of applying her
makeup, Mabel turned suddenly to
her aunt.
Mimi" she announced. I'm
not going on tonight"
Mortified, Mimi sat upright.
''Not going on, Mabel! What do
you mean?"
"Just exactly that. I'm through
with this business. I never liked
it anyhow"
Recent h opening S flashed
through Minis mind in rapid sue
cession. It was a moment, she
realized, when something drastic
must happen to change the sud-
den turn of events. She clutched
at the only straw she could find on
the troubled waters.
tits that Larry Cain, isn't it,
Mabel?" she said. "Oh. I know,
you can't fool me-" Her voice grew
softer. Il have a confession to
make, Mabel. Larry didn't give
that story to the newspapers. It
was Reilly. He was hiding in your
apartment the night you planned
your elopement. He overheard
everything"
A look of disbelief crowded into
Mabel's eyes. Then she rose from
the dressing table. Reilly did it?"
she demanded. Mimi nodded.
''Then I'm going to Philadelphia
right now and Reilly'S going with
mel"
Mabel swept from the dressing
room. Mimi, pleading, followed.
They encountered Reilly and Sher-
man in the corridor. Producer
and manager threatened and
pleaded, but to no avail. She grab
bed Reilly by the ear, her Irish
temper now thoroughly aroused,
and darted out through the stage
door. They roared to the airport
in a taXicab, chartered a plane
and were soon winging toward
Philadelphia.
Another car started them to-
ward the arena where Larry was
fighting. The fight broadcast
came to them through the cabs
radio.
Larry was fighting his usual
slashing attack.
tits a new Larry Cain, folks"
the announcer screamed, Wills
Mabel twisted her handkerchief.
Hes a killer, a savage mailman
tonight. Reed is game but he
hasn't a chance. He's badly
hurt"
Mabel, Reilly tagging at her
heels, pushed toward the side of
the ring where Larry was doing
his best to shake Reed loose in
order to deliver the punch that
would finish the fight. She stop
ped directly behind him.
Larry! Larry!" she screamed.
Cain turned to discover the
source Of this disturbance and
Reed seized the opportunity to
throw last desperate punch at
Larry's jaw. The blow connected
and Cain dove into corner.
Mabel reached it simultaneously.
THEY COUNT HIM OUT
Larry" she exclaimed breath.
lesSly to the stunned but not un-
conscious champion. "He did it!''
She indicated Reilly and the latter
nodded alphabetically.
"You put that story in the pa
pers?" Larry demanded, and
Reilly nodded again.
Meanwhile, though Larry was
oblivious to it, the referee was
counting over his recumbent form.
He had reached the count of seven
with Dodo, the champions trainer
and second, forgetting the conse-
quences and seeking to gain
Larry's attention in an effort to
get him off the canvas, hurled
towel at him.
The referee, misinterpreting the
action, picked up the towel, walked
over to Reed and raised his hand.
THE winner and new cham
pion!" he shouted
Instantly pandemonium broke
loose in the arena. Larry, realizing
what had happened, leaped to the
center of the ring. Mabel, climbing
through the ropes, followed. They
demonstrated with the referee, but
he was adamant.
your second threw in the
towel" he explained.
Larry turned to Mabel, claspeo
her in his arms. THAT means
haven't a dime to my NAME" he
said. IT bet everything on myself.
Now we can't retire and buy that
garage in Jersey"
Mabel smiled happily. ooh yes,
we can" she corrected. Il was SO
mad at you I bet everything I had
on Reed"