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Show I ...it. - - .. . . , ...... , 7 r ' ' ' T . - J" "I've beea reidin'.Eorr.s cf.tl3 vr - tl.pe." said i.nimy the' cewtyoy vl.ea h saw The Telegram map tciay. "On the square, the Russians' f: : rri to he down for the count, don't tfceyt JMhey can't take anything: else they'd better take Peruna, eh? "But, eay. did you tea -where Dowie is'goin' to start a new camp of his down in Mexico? Dowie is pretty oily himself, him-self, but it he sets against dem.Greaa-era dem.Greaa-era dey'll put a crimp" in John Alexan-; . der all right, all right. .Why, dey'U stampede his sheep de first t'inqj. and as for robbin him, why, dey'll clean htm so dat he won't even have fcls dignity left.. . . "I've beard omethln about de fakir ' of India puttin' a mango seed under a green cloth and den makin' several 'passes wid dere hands over it and a full-grown tree raises up.. Dat's all right for magic but It's dern poor gardenia', gar-denia', but if Dowie goes down to Mex- Ico he'll have to raise hla crop dis way to keep up wid the way dey'll trim him. . But den Dowie Is a wise old guy and , anybody .dat gets ahead ,-of Mm will i have to have an early risin alarm clock. He's wise to de fact dat a pain In the hand is worth two in de . stomach. Wasn't be raised In Chicago?- ' But, say, I heard a rood one today. peyse a. guy here In town dat works in a shoe store. He roes aroun' wid ene cf . :r.i i ' 1 - c . en and a rei sweater. Loxt'-ly -n him, to de fact dat he looks 1... s 1 "r: . an' he believes be-lieves dat he cc ? a t cf f iya cat, ain't next lato c U it l e's tfce gools in t"e f ?r. a: 1 kthle'-Sc: llae. ; "He hit s La: u.re t trail early yesterday yes-terday and "was coin' te jromena-e for fair wid his shoulders thrown back, when one of Salt LaWe peaches comes In view. He flrs he'll do a klllin , so he t'rows Ms Ehouers tack and soe by wid' a Ehakesperrean strut. De goll turns to her fren' an', says: . . " 'Yes, he's God's handiwork, an right, but he's certainly not His masterpiece., master-piece., .'a "But did you ever hear de story of ae time Eddie Robinson was totin' 'Spike Lroy and Clarence English aroun de country. Dey landed - In Wappinger Falls and as de cash was low dey starts to pull off a fight. De Sheriff wid' a shield as big a a pie plate comes to de front an' says Nix.' Finally Robinson tells him It ain't goln! to be no fight. Just a 'contest,' a 'sparring exhibition,, and dat de guys will wear -pillows or big gloves on dere hands... 'Well, if dat's de case and it won't be rough I don t mind.' says de, Constable guy.; 'but no flghtln', l mind, because de Governor won't stand for It.' ' ' . "Well, de day, of de fight de Sheriff comes arounr an sees de" gloves. - He nearly t'rows a fit Dey"re de two-ounce two-ounce kind dat's -no t'lcker dan a guy's walkln' glove. 'Hey he shouts, 'its all off. Dey'ae no paddin to dese tings." Now, dat's all right,' says Robinson. 'Dese gloves are smooth, see, so dey'U slip right off de other guy's face and den we'll grease him all over so dat de blows will Just glide right by. Dey can't hurt each other dls way, see.' Well, de old Sheriff thought h "saw," and de fight was on. De place was Jammed. Leroy and English had a. personal grudge and were out to kill each other. "'It's Just play-boxing? said the Sheriff to Robinson before the rone rang. ; . - . . - -.'."Just a make-believe," says Robinson, Robin-son, and clang I went de gong. "Well, English and Leroy tears Into each other fearful. The blood was a;o-in' a;o-in' in a minute. Den dere lamps went .closed. It was like a slaughter. Every-t'inr Every-t'inr went except bitin. Finally English Eng-lish rips Leroy" ear half open and Leroy Le-roy comes back and breaks two of English's Eng-lish's ribs. Den Leroy breaks bis wrist as be puts English down, but English comes back and nearly murders Leroy, finally puttin' him down an out In a pool of gore. W'y. dose at de rtnr seats was covered wid blood and dey had to carry bof men from de ring la blankets. blank-ets. Robinson looked over at de Sheriff after de knockout. De old fellow was up In his chair excited and yellin'llke a Comanche Indian. Den be sees Robinson Rob-inson and makes for him. Robinson didn't know whether to run or not. Finally Fi-nally de old Sheriff gets to him and grabs him by de hand. 44 'Say.' he yells, 'dat's the.gol dern-dest dern-dest best "make-believe" contest I ever see. you kept your promise all right. Thell wid de Governor. .You're all right, young fellow. I rive you permission permis-sion now to go ahead and pull off a real fight You don't have to have any more "sparrin " -exhibitions, like dis; now let's have a trenuine prUe fight' "Ain't dat de limit Sklddoo." . |
