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Show FRAME A SURPRISE FOR SAILOR SANDOW I "I'M fight him," says V. Morgan Brewster. llCT ENBERRIKS on the hog! Jt ; I . I m be looking at me"' I 1 J ' Fowl fruit for mine, too. Louise, but no sunny side up' I Put m in the hay!" 'Hiring of fiat, with a dog chain on the side ' 'Speend the hatter, and a bowl of Utkl" Keveral of ttie Wildcats, including Tuffy Poyle. Simp Simpson. Manny Hatton, Muddy Clay ami 1 were getting breakfast in a cheap chow parlor at Medtatnk. The boys were thinking up new ways of ordering or-dering ham und eggs, hot cakes and like i dtshen, and otherwise endeavoring to grab the goat of the lean female hasher. "Aw. quit your kidding'" finally flashes this dame. "You guys ain't funny at all. In't see me splitting my lip. do ou?" She turns to Tuffy. "You wanted mush. too. didn't .oti?" "Ye. 1 did." Lole nods. "Say." she brenks nut. "ain't vou the fellow they cill Kid Smith Ain't ou gonna fight Sailor Sandow tonight?" "You mean Smith Is going to kill him." chirp Manny Hatton. "I. ike fun he is!" the dame snaps, j "S?ndow i-i some scrapper! He'll ner be licked tonight!" I That set the hunch of young kidders off. and thev painted Sandow's fate In such shady colors t hat the hasher fled angrily to ihe kitchen. "Must be a sweetie of Sandow's." I observe. "We sure grnbbed her nanny that time." grins Muddy Clay. Something out of the ordinary had brought us to Medbank. We had no ball game hilled. I'nder the name of "Kid Hm'th" Doyle waa going o battle Sailor Sandow In a I snap. "Of course shs puffed the trick, thougii. I guess I'll have to call off the mill. And how that hurts! For if ever a guy waa in for a whaling. It was Kan-dow! Kan-dow! I sure wanted to tnit a crimp in that crook, Grindstone, but It's all off!" The boys and I were in mv room at our hotel, rhewing it over. and I d -squawk we were a sour lot. Suddenly someone spoke. It was V. Morgan Brewster. 't'ould not somebody replace Doyle?" "Yen: but who?" m "Perhaps I could. Mr. McGuff," Brewster aays. That waa unegpected. I gave him a cuckoo atare. "You But you aren't a fighter, are you? Sandow can't be licked by Just an lody '." Ask the boys." Brewster smiles a little. "They may remember a private lout with loyle a few months sqo. It ns a strictly personal matter, but 1 be-liee be-liee I held my own.' "He had the better of It. Hfjuawk." nrserts Muddy flay, sho was one of Doyle's best friends. too. " h. Val would be a wonder in the ring if he took it ut serious-y. He s as good as Tuffy." "Will wonders never cease " I arble. "Hut are ou in ahape to battle'" 1 n , you really waul to go on with Sandow'.'". ''I could be In better shape, but I feel pretty fair, at that. And I do wart to' go on. and help you out. perhaps there's another reason, too. I feel that it might be a relief to get In apd fight omehody like a savageafter what's happened recently." (To be continued). ' ten-round boine tioiit. Sandow, a light ' heavy who figured himseif pretty nearly Is champ. ;is tou'inB the country and I knocking a lot of clowns cold. He wan ! manuiteil by Col. Unr-dxtone. a crook who beloi'ged In the pen. Sol saw to it that ! 1 Sandow met only the rankest kind of ! "Sw-tups." I Having an old snore to settle with I : Crindstone, I induced a Med 1m 'k pro-I moter to put on "Kid Smith" wnh Han-I I dow. snd let It leak out for Orindstone s j benefit that 8mith was a soft yrkel. j I Of course. Sailor Sandow was a fair! 1 miller, and had a kirk in his right. Hut j I was fsmliiar with ha work, and I knew : Tuffy Ifle could trim him. Tuffy wss ; the best bov of his weight I had lamped in ears. He had in-eed. skill, punch, 'snd all kinds of back horn?. He wi.'s go- inr to prove the surprise setup of Sol ; tinndstone's life. Knowing Sol miirht utmble to s trick j if he saw me, 1 kept In Ihe background. Freddy Hopper was posing as the man-'ager man-'ager of "Kid Smith." I would sti'k 'among the old paid admissions until after Sandow got his. Then 1 figured I might chirp a little to Sot. 1 Tuffy was keen for the battle, snd , Ferrm and I had seen to It that his ; condition waa right for ten. rounds. . Chances were Sandow would enter the ring fat and In poor shape-. I waa feeJ-Mng feeJ-Mng quite tickled with -myself. Two hours later I was in deep gloom. Tuffy tHyle had been taken violently HI a few minutes after breakfast. A 1 Med hank doctor said he waa poiaoned. I That hafher did It, I'M ht anything? y ode is Manny Hatton. "Tuffy said some-tbfng some-tbfng about his mush tasi'r.g rotten.' . duin t he. Muddy? "Afraid Handow mirht get licked oar kidding must have acared her stiff." ! Clay nods wisely. "So she doped rhe mush. We oughta go there and smash I the )oint!" "You can't do anything without proof! |