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Show ?HE SALT LAKE TRIBUNE, SUNDAY MORNING. APRIL 15, 1928. THE THIRD BOUT He drifted down to Tu eel's poolroom. It was warm and full of tobacco smoke and the dick click of Ivory bail on green baize tables.' and" ' grurrttnf vetoes - There mart Klrby sat He- did not play at the table,' or smoke or drink. No on disturbed blra while he read the sporting sheet of newspapers. He set In a corner reading avidly he every word about the prize ring. But Rather - a if did not read with pleasure. some fierce attraction, some deep longing, mad htm read despite himself. For it I not good to recall that you were better, once upon a time, than you are now. That you had ambitions which are gone. That you might have been a champ yourself some day, like this Army Jones he wa reading about the heavyweight champion of the state Jones would be a national champ soma day. the way be- - wa going. They said he wa a goo's tighter, but mean, a terror In the ring, a bad loser. He might have been like that. Fine days those had been, and great nights, over in the Star Athletic club In Brooklyn. While he read about Army Jones, be recalled those days, the preliminary bout between youngsters like himself. He had been able to lick all of them. He had been a comer. The trainer, Bob Donovan, with the Derby on the back of his head, where It perched a if miraculously, had said to him, " Matt, there's only one thing you need to be an A 1 pug, and that's rage. You've got form and strength and a long arm. and pretty footwork, but you're too good natured. You never get mad. You've got to get mad in the ring, anyway sometimes, to make good." He had taken his boxing talent .with him into the army, and without anger he had to the canbeen able to send all challenger vas. Top Sergeant Crowder had watched him lick the men, one after the other, inside the ropes Then Top Sergeant Crowder, who also had ring aspirations, had challenged Matt And that was when all Matt' trouble had begun after be had knocked out Crowder In the fourth round of a hard batUe, k, . When these recollections became too oppressive, he left the stagnant atmosphere of the poolroom. He liked the sun. to bask la be good for him. it He thought it mustbefore the tenement, He stood on the stoop in the sun. Out of the narrow hallway a vision appeared. It wa a girl, really, but to him it was a vision. Her face was like the sunlight It warmed him. "Hello, Daisy." be said. meanest man In the world. Don't take htm on 'again, or something will happen." But Matt had taken him on. And Matt nao naeti' tnnten Horribly; cruelly beaten. They told htm htter that he had been "out " for over twelve minutes He could not understand the terrible defeat His confidence was gone.' U nerv "was gone. Better not think of that He didn't want to think of It Yet tt was ail be could think of, had thought of. these past years. It wa warm and sunny here at the river. The sky was blue. Gulls wheeled bout The' boats sparkled. The air sparkled It was good to be so near Daisy. But not when her face war. clouded Ilk that That hurt He had known he would lose her affection. Why hadn't he "come back," for her sake? All sho. to pieces, he was. Everything good gone from his life. Even Daisy. " You Just got to pull yourself together! " Daisy Insisted. " You don't want them to be saying you're a good for nothing loafer, do yon? Every one's saying It You don't want me anylng It do you?" " You'r awful good, Daisy. I'm goln' to quit beln' like this..4 Daisy, can't we can't we by sweetheaj-t'rtmore? " I don't feel like that about you any I No. more. couldn't feel that way Matt, about a man who who " tears (topped By Leonard Hess belt? how could he say that all that horrible scene cam back to him that ring In the bam, benind the firing Iptff When Crowder had pinned him against the rope and pummel ed him, he had almost felt relief, he was so tired. He had wanted to lis down. In the sixth round he had been whirling about with that unaccountable haze thickening his vision. And when he had staggered blindly. Crowder had hit him between the eyes. A savage punch. Then, as savagely, on the Jaw. Then close to the belt And again, needlessly, close to the belt He had thudded heavily, lain still. He scarcely heard Donovan encouraging him. " You're young. I'll bring you 'round. Ill try you now with a Dutchman." Dono" Remember, I used to say van grinned. you needed to get mad? A Dutchman ought to get you mad. seeing you were in the war. Stubborn Dutchman, too. He won't change Now Wllhelm Schmurbraden. his name you clean up Wllhelm." A large, moon faced boy with blonde hair met Matt In the ring. Matt was two Inches the taller, and also heavier. They shook hand and began td fight Matt at once And with knew himself to be outclassed. that knowledge all the courage he had so laboriously scraped up oozed out of him. Donovan again took him out of the ropes. bad been out to Cmtcago only last week. Matt made a much as he oould of the Job he had held,- but Qulnn' eye told him they saw hi failure. " Kind of not settled down yet Matt? It take some of the boy a long time to settle down." Tonee full of excuse tor Matt, of pity. "Say Matt listen, I got a piece ef news for you. About your second fight with Crowder." " I guess I dont want to hear about that" "Well, you'll want to hear about this. I saw how that fight kind of put you on the when he was well stuffed wtth potato and liver. 1U wa off. whistling. In th morning be waed downstairs for Daisy, m th bright MaT sunlight But at all time he wa preoccupied by hi Intended meeting with Crowder He worked furiously In the dub. Hi muscles swelled. The pouch ee went from under hi eye. Th ye brightened, became alert The potty look left the tightening cheeks. One day Donovan aald to him, " Say, Matt. Charlie Is leaving Do you want his job? You told me you fed you ought to be taking "On the bom t right" Matt said a job. This is easy, and fifteen a week. And hoarsely. you'll be on the ground all the time, to It was th first time he had mad such train. You're coming along fine." an admission to any one. "Sure," said Matt " I'll take the Job. " You recall that little squealer we had In ItU please my old lady. And I'll be wantln' to save a few bits to buy a ring after a the company? " Qulnn went on. " Dan Ward was his name Feller who cried every time while, for a certain party." " Congrats! " Donovan shook his hand. we went over the top? Remember how he " But not ttD I finish with that bird I got . licked Crowder boots? Well. Matt later in mind That's all I'm llvin' for now." on, be told me Well, what do you think he told me?" In a year be was matched with fighters " I don't feel like no guessln' games," of some standing. Bill Timothy, Joe Hark-nes- a Others. Always plenty of them to Matt growled. " He told me that Crowder had slipped hi meet He scored three knockouts, one decimatter hew many threat some ' dope ' Into your grub that day of the mother threw at Matt Kirby. In sion, one draw. One decision went against him. rolling speech. he never put fight Remember, he brought you your " Good enough," said Donovan, who was out of the house. grub In the guardhouse 7 That's why he now his official manager. " You're going to was to kind as to bring It himself, so he She would have scraped her band to the make money." raw on the corrugated washboard, would could dope It up. Ward aaw him do It but " Money ain't what I want. Just now." have given him the last morsel of food, to he was afraid of the top sergeant like he was afraid of a bayonet In his gizzard. So Quietly he went to see the Army Jones-Bt- ll keep htm with her the lazy lout that he was. Ha resembled his father, a longshore-maWeber fight He sat dose to the ropes, Ward didn't say anything, th little, yeller who had been killed In an accident on our! And after Crowder left us. Ward was having borrowed fifty dollars from Donovan A had man Rood Patrick Klrby the docks. after he learned that Donovan bad the afraid to tell you. " That's how Crowder came to knock you been. God rest his soul, and a wife should grippe and could not go to the fight He man. of such a good didn't want Donovan there. Didn't want to cherish the memory out Matt It wasn't because you were bad. be distracted. Wanted to study bis future Secretly she wa happy that Matt looked like you always said you was after that It was than And more like him. there that was because Crowder was a dirty, sneak-in- ' antagonist' tricks. A nasty fighter always A " decent sentiment behind her leniency. has a lot of tricks. Can't tell what hell do lad Matt had been before they had drafted next Ah! Dld'Ja see that? No one else see But Matt Kirby's grip on his arm brought him Into the army: a decent, hard working it? Crowder got In a foul at the break of Quinn'a speech up short " Leggo my arm. Matt! God sake, you're lad. with a job on the dock, like hi a clinch. A mean fool, near Weber groin. father. "Well, anyway, he won't have me doped." breaking it! " " What! ? What! ? What? ! " muttered Matt "I'll be ready for him to Ail his salary he had brought home to " You were doped, boy. That was tt You the spring. Say, Weber can't stand up to bar, his widowed mother, every Saturday him at alt Weber must think this here is a night, and in a big voice he had said, "I thought you'd lost your punch, your nerve, foot race. I don't want to see Weber win No. You were doped. Yoo or something. ain't goln' to see you do that wasbin' for this fight Crowder is my meat and no one other people much longer, not while I got didn't have a chance. " else's Sixth avenue, the my strengt'." Some month thereafter he told Donovan, The change In him.' The lord have mercy rattling " L " trains. " It's Army Jones I'm after. You got to the street traffic, the en us, the change In that lad! What did get me a fight with him." people, were all wiped they go and do to him, over there, anyway T Donovan looked a bit skeptical. His derby from Matt Kirby's conIt was Ilk they had sent some other wommoved up and down with the working of his sciousness. In a hard an's son back to her, some lad she did not forehead. voice he said. " I got to know. She fed him and clothed him and " I know you're good, Matt, but he's a And Crowder." housed him, and whan she flew out at him, big fighter. You sure you want to meet him to be though she wa patience Itself, to go and "That ought "Hello. Matt" so soon? " gat a Job, he groaned. Tea, be had gone to easy," said Qulnn. ".You Just get me that fight. Bob, and She tossed back her dark hair and smiled work those times when she wouldn't bear " You know where he ' don't say no more about It I owe that baby at him. She had a stubby little nose, and with his shiftlessness any longer. He had Is?" somethin' from overseas, and the debt is her mouth was s trifle wide but such a bean a truckman, an elevator runner, a por"Dont you? Where sweet mouth, st that It was her brown But rarely lay In' heavy on my mind." ter, a guard In the subway. " Well, I guess the commission will grant ralarV'a'VBBwHhASsa you been all this time?" eyas that Matt loved most, for the magic of longer than a month or two had he held on SaTeaawt "Where Is be? " )V"aslLjBBQBlrsiiuurasiSWKk waaajenai them mad beauty of all the rest She to any Job. It And you sound mad. That's a good sign." Kg. Other people slowed In a week the fight was arranged. wasn't entirely " off him," as his mother had A big, strong fellow like that! " Hello, Top Sergeant" said Matt when up, to look at the big aid sh was. Somehow, she seemed to reLook at the way be goes drag-ginhis feet, man who seems ready, Crowder appeared at the table to write his member what a fine lad he had been before or hunchln' his shoulders over that sportin" with clenched fists, to the war. Yea, it looked at that time, to the heat' They made a bum out of him. that's signature. " Here we are again, you and mash things, to kill. me That's funny, ain't It? Any listonin what' Most of the boys had "come back," gossiping neighbor, as if they were going " He went into the to be sweetheart what with them walking settled down Into Jobs, now that the war post duty you want to assign me to? " was receding into the region of memories, ring. ..He,' known, a. ... . ..8o . a; .ld.. Matt- Iby.!.':,- said Crowder. together In the summer evenings, and whisiaawVLiaaaaBajS HwSnajafX. .ArmX Jones." I didn't connect "Somehow up the' gome, God pity them, had got" themselves pering' toftheVtri'tftr dim hail, and looking ' """ " You're erasy! Amy into each others faces so- emlirng"ly--"eirdInto bad ways; All those holdups and mar-der-s " Well, It's good for the conscience to for. Jones! You're crazy!" she only turned sixteen, and him so straight you hear about. Lots of that kind of and handsome. Jones la get some names, ain't It? I'm glad to "Army thing after a war. Heaven be praised Matt Crowder all But not after hi return. No more walks. meetcher again. I'll say I am. Well give waaprt Ilk that! Just a dreamy, lazy bunt Ho more whisperings. They say he don't like be was. Never "came beck." Readln' the them a good show, won't we? " " I didn't know you were going In for "Don't you be lettin' me catch you with to sheet on hi mug mornln', and me Sirtin' over Mrs. Monday "He was demolishing Doreton's wash, and him That's why that loafer, Matt Klrby!" Irs. Delaney this game." napped. " I didn't know dther, till I heard yon said. " He ain't fit for a girl they never have picthe face he hated, the sitUo' there! ture of him in the to talk with! " was In It Then I kind of thought you'd She turned on him, the opalescent suds that had haunted face Nevertheless Daisy felt, this day, like risklike to meet me again, for eld time's sake. papers. I guess there's dripping from her bare, hardened anna. . hint. He was oblots of folks who dont " You're supposed to be readln' the want ing the maternal anger. " Though she'll Anyway, there are some dirty bums In the But he' like him. literating if," take my ear off If she sees me with him." ring, and I want to clean them out" ads! " He looked up lumpily at her wrath. " Meaning?" Crowder had caught Matt's I got the Crowder. he said to herself. T6 Matt " Walk to the " And you better be readln them, and flndin' word. Now don't yoo grocery with me, will you? " previous allusion to conscience, too. a Job. I ain't meanln' to support you much You said It I will, Daisy" go gunning after him. "Don't let that worry you. The bums O, longer, yon loafln', good for nothin' her words. " I've got to be getting along Matt listened with a drooped head to what Matt arid get yourself In trouble." know who they are, theirselvea." They found themselves walking farther that I should be havin' to say this to me " I got my flats! " snarled Matt " I dont home," she said, quick. y. " See you again, be had to say about hard training. than to the grocery. Beyond Ninth and Crowder's face douded. Then the yellow only child, who should be the support and some time." need no gun! " teeth showed In a smile. .Tenth avenues tbey walked, on toward the The next morning he had not the will to comfort of me old age! " " I guess we will give them a good fight" " I'll be gettln' a Job," he mumbled, pushriver which had been their destination on She walked swiftly away. Her small, look for a Job, nor the heart to face bis The next moment Qulnn was alone The he said. He was sure of his supremacy, rounded form a form a fellow loved to cudmany toft, warm evenings In the past But mother, nor the hope that If he waited for big form of Matt Klrby was off in the ing aside the sporting sheet there was something in Matt Klrby new fie had held the title for three years. dlemoved down the street in the sunlight her on the street Daisy would speak to He was often Impelled to ten her how crowd. Qulnn saw the head and shoulders, that would not let him hope for evenings Little hat. Jaunty on the brown hair touched "Ill do my best" said Matt him. A raw wind swept through Chelsea, careful he had to be about his health. He the shapeless cap, until they were lost like those again. Something that had been ' with gold. She glided swiftly from him. Her It was Saturday night of June the fifYou wouldn't think It was April. But couldn't work too hard. Those pain all around a corner. park. born of the fight with Top Sergeant Crowteenth. A sweltering night But the vast, Matt sat on a bench ail day. He was chilled eyes were wet and her face as miserable as " Don't look so good for Crowder," Qulnn through him. He got tired right away. His Mas own, but he could der. For after the knockout Crowder had shadowed spaces of th Terrace were not see that He feet felt as heavy a lead. He'd go all to An old when he went home, at nightfall, mused. " or maybe for Matt" four been bis enemy. The guardhouse, missed that doubtful comfort He nearly packed tight with people. The dim tiers piece sure. If he worked too hard. Funny tramp had been sitting opposite him, with Matt had dived Into the subway, fie got were filled with men who had bets on Army times the only charge against him, Crotoes sticking out of broken shoes, no socks, stepped under a truck? He had- nofr'ifteard, things In front of his eyes But he never out In Brooklyn. Donovan was not In the I don't wder'. " That buckle ain't clean! Jones and bets on Matt Klrby. There were aince he left the trenches, such magnificent aid it. He looked big and strong, and how a heavy beard, filthy clothes He wss still dub. But Matt had Charlie lend him sneakwant slobs In my company!" Or extra, women, too. oould any on believe him? Shows you, cursing as the driver flung at hffn. Daisy sitting there when Matt left Matt kept ers and trunks, and he went at the old At the end of the third round, those who filthy Job for Private Klrby. Unfair assignhad vanished. of him. That's what becomes of you cant go by looks. But there wa somethinking punching bag. It leaped away from him. ment of listening post duty. And Crowhad bets on Jones sat back In their seats, if thing wrong with him. He knew It Somedon't to he aloud. you said "1 you together stir pull yourself "I got myself," Twice it hit him In the face Matt's muscles der' green, malignant Jealous eyes at his comfortably. Kirby's followers thought the "Didn't you have lunch?" Mrs. Kirby thing had happened to him In the army. got to snap out of this trance! " began to ache. Hi breath came short The shoulder, all the time. night hotter than ever. But they consoled wa Impossible to recall those day in the He asked. and shivering. haggard That night he rode to Brooklyn and presweat poured down him. Now and then he themselves. Said Klrby was holding himself Better not think of It- tranches without the face of Top Sergeant He hi shook head. sented himself at the Star Athletic club. " Been looking for a Job this morning? " rested on a bench, breathing tentatively, - I in, saving himself, tiring Jones by deft footCrowd r pushing everything else away. A You to cents eat! ", yoo gave got fifty He thought it would be the quickest way to till rather gloomy as to his health. work. Daiay'i voice took him out of the past He hard, vicious, cruel face, like a dirty, redFriday, didn't I? " Suddenly she lld an begin coming out of the trance. He carried saw her quick, sidelong glance of hope. dish stone chunk. Then he said roughly, " There' nothin' The word had gone Suddenly, In the fourth, he sent a stag" arm over shoulder. daxlln' his Matt old his crumsoiled and card, membership a to But it ain't easy the matter with me. Nothin' in the world, "Ye. iround that Top Sergeant Crowder hated job get gering blow to his old top sergeant's ear. is. it that's eattn' your heart? There' what pled. Without any imagination, you could hear these days" his feilowmen! guts, and he had used every .'cept that I got to give Army Jones no, I somethin', Matt! Why can't you hold on to well. If It ain't Matt! " Donovan "Matt " her pleading, tender tones! mean Top Sergeant Crowder what' comin' the crack. opportunity to prove the truth of that aaaer-- ' a You're like all time the actin' you job? He drove In and broke the no; Crowder "What's the matter with you? What's to him! They don't have to tell me to get greeted. " Where you been all these years? tion. And now, day and night, (he face of was afraid of somethin'. Is there somethin' r I sure am glad to see you. Say, we need Tftn lUrmnf was with Matt liul recoiled. He drove in and split P tie Lips that J wrong with you. Matt? this time!" mad, on somejj. somethin' you bad, mind, your got seniors. Come back, wont you? Don't you had ordered him to do vile, ne lies tasks. "Jobs are hard to gat Man's eye had a haunted look. He returned to the punching" bag and thin' you done, maybe, that yon shouldn't He drove In and smashed the teeth with worry about the dues.'" He tried not to let Ha couldn't tall his mother about Top , "Ail the boys get them" It mastered own and CrowTell have? won't tortured That's It mother, lad, your " Sometimes I I don't feel so good," he Matt see that he noted hi shabbtneas. But which Crowder had smiled Hypocritically. Sergeant Crowder. There are thing a fel der's face! hi That' belly! ye?" He was demolishing the face rh e hated, the Matt did see. " I'll take care of the dues. muttered. of. low " I ain't kind of aince I bean In the Donovan, arms folded, was watching him. " Go on with you!- You're big and strong! Only-toface that had haunted him. He was obli tor- glad to have yea Back. Make you-a"Gettln' a Job and loein' it" hi mother I don't feel so good." war. Matt pouring sweat cheet heaving, mouth You get to pull yourself together. You don't honorary member. Going to have a try sting it amid, rubbing, swish, swish, on the wash" You ought to be seein' a doctor, then. twisted, cheeks a dull red, came over. When the gong rang, soma one gasped In with lomt of these boys?" seem to know the war Is over. You ought board. Her face was red. " But If you're " I'm If health ain't thinkln'. good! your " I'm a back And horrified voice: " God! He got no face! " You Match "Bob. Into me to some raid of trainin'. back with Into the win goln' go loatn a Job this time, don't you be comlo' up ring. you'd them, " I Just ain't rot no pep." I'm goln' to do nothin' but And It aint It wa true, almost literally. Remember how make it your profession. you. Bob? " home, I'm tellin' ye! But lave me In peace He was sick " Sure I wilL Been training anywheres? ? w used to talk about It; you uecomln' a Freddie Hine I'm, after, or Dutch Wilheim . ..The referee .walked lcta the .ring. to slave out me days, without seein' your be a I'll to sendin' you dqetor," "Well, " ! "Ladle ahd gentlemen."'rh There's a bird I"waht to JO',,t announced. face again, you great hulk, your There aint champ? You'uead to ten nie about1 the dub- said, bis mothexif you're not gettln' bet" Ton BUK'$K kjbfi of KSbr." Ib"inotait meet In The professional ring; A bird they "Tm going to top this fight Army Jones a decent person will have'ahythin' at all to ' and about "Donovan soon. But ter lettin' Just maybe you're never could delouse. 'cause .he's just natural is outclassed." the eyes that had lost their do with ye. Take Daisy Delaney, up the "I don't 1 don't kind of think I could at the pale face, yourself go on the bum There don't seem A roar went up. It stopped as In midair. lousjy, born that way. A bird who alift got brightness. " You look like you could stand gat away with It anymore. I I kind of lost stairs, now. That girl and s better girl no matter with to the be real ye! anytbin' no tight In the ring, and I'm goln' to put For Matt Klrby bad sprung from bis stooL ome exercise. Got an indoor Job? " my strengt', In the army." lad could find she used to be that aweet on a not all It' I'm bluff, thinkln' and you " Yes, that's It" Matt gulped. "Don't you stop this fight' ha shouted, him out of it" He could never go into the rope again. ye, sh sure must have been thinkln' she'd -wantln' to work! Well, here's pointers, " Who's that? " Donovan asked. hie fist st th astounded referee. A pair of gloves advancing on him. and he Well, you'll be alt right There' a boy shaking want you some day for her husband. And You a to now. of bit somethin' have " I'm out to get my revenge! That bird got " Never mind. Just take me in hand. I over there who hnuld be about right for would be paralysed with fright behind now ah don't look at ye. and It' your Own " even if are! useless it's entirely you warm, there, be wa my top aaergeant In the ain't sayln' nothin' more yet But Fm you. seeing you're kind of rusty." He called mother must be respectln' her for not look-tevery such pair of gloves be would see She hadn't heard of nerves. It was peoto a dark, muscular boy who wa punching comin' back. I'm young. I ain't been out Crowder' army, and he ensilaged me to fight him, face. It wasn't the first light at ye! " took in she had whose who th ple washing and I knocked htm cold, and then he made th bag. " Step over here, Freddie, will you? too long. This here bird I a heavy. Just He rose, took his shapeless cap, and went with the top sergeant that had don this to nerve. me fight him again, and be put ' dope ' Into I want you to meet Matt Klrby, one .of our him. There had been a second bout Crowoat of the steamy kitchen. All hi motion my size. I can reach hi snout I'll take The food seemed to stick In Matt' throat old boys. Matt wants to put on the gloves He put 'dope ' Into my grub. Understand? ware mad as If at the cost of heavy effort order from you. Bob. Work me hard." der had challenged him again. The comHe' bad no right to it Hi mother slaved my grub! And then he knocked me out. with you. I'll give you trunks and shoes.-Matt- " When be reached home. In time for suppany had talked about It when the top Nothing els bis mother might have said to buy It He went to bed, to dream about near killed ma Doped my grub, underoould have hurt him a much a what she per, he faced his mother squarely for the sergeant wa out of earshot Hadn't Matt Freddie Hlnes. woo bad beaten him, of Wllstand? That's the kind of a bird be 11 And In the locker room the faintly sweetlab first time since his return from the army. had said about Daisy. beaten him In fair fight? Beaten him clean? " Ma, I'm goln' into trainin', to be a helm Schmurbraden, who had beaten him, I'm comin' back! I'm going to glv him Sat be tried to push away the thought a Crowder had no com back. rubbery odor wa good to Matt's nostril. of Top Sergeant Crowder, who had nearly his!" he blinked hi eye at the March sunlight But then he was out on the canvas, with But ons afternoon, when Matt wa In the Sure. In the ring, that's what I mean. " It' th truth! " yelled a voice. Sergeant killed him. Of Freddie Hlnes facing him, sparring, and land, and fever, Ha had no objective, except that somewhere And I ain't goln' to do nothin' but train." guardhouse, because Crowder "didn't warft fes the blames stood op, with all eye turned on him. of the city be wanted at Qulnn atri trenches under a red spray of shell ha Freddie's cloves finding him everv ttoe. lob "That good on the pocket book, aint it my opmpanjr " uwuih Matt' -aim biooo. Nevertheless he was 09 at uvea That's what Crowder did to him In the Donovan wefted closely. had a Job, Hi ejus slowly traveled to colnew? " Mrs Klrby said withertnaiy. After eauiDment bad bean a neat a anv toward He wa going to And a Job. It would be umn of want ads. The wind rattled the round be took Matt aside. But Matt wa not to be withered. army. I can ten yoo about It Near kfOed evening Crowder had come Into the guard" Plasterer wanted " " Piano " You're not up to him. Matt." be " Fm goln' to win ome fat pui aae Too better than going to a doctor. the boy. That's Crowder there Army Mwspaper. house, carrying Private Kirby's food. Queer Jones mover wanted " Heavy wprk, moving piHe wa answering an advertisement with been awful good to me, ma, and I aint disgrace to the TJ. I. A. he) was. Maybe It's because you're out of quietly. thing, the top sergeant bringing food to a anos. Ha didn't think he could do It Had and a disgrace to the ring he Is!" it You don't seem to be fighting right at an address on Sixth avenue. As he drew It" private " Here' your grub." Crowder had said. " Then Had a job A scare yoo gtve me to give up 'that truckman Job last month. The referee held op a hand. alt A fighter generally remember some of near the place, wondering if he would do as " I'm glad to know this," be said, He wss afraid to work. Ha shivered in the a grocery dark, he saw a dimly familiar hi old tricks, but yoo don't seem to. You that time, with taUta' me you're feelln' etokJ "Thought I'd bring It In myself, because I looking wind. Hie overcoat wasn't warm. HI legs at Crowder fan hi corner But th Oght I can see now how sick y are, with your want to talk to you. Now listen, t il let ain't afraid, are you?" face. It bad a longUh no, a jutting chin, " Porter wanted "That might " Afraid? " Matt shuddered at th I called. That la the rule ef the boxing fait eokt and eyes somehow humorous. It topped a you out of this box if you take on a bout trainin' and all! Worry. n' the soul out ef idea, He Co. depending on the kind of place. with me tonight See? I want a come me body! because he knew that wa exactly what be Ton can train night, the way jaaaora. This man baa been tiaati too It was Serlanky body. He remembered. back. What do you eyf " He turned to was afraid. thrust hi haoda Into hi pocket, brought yoo used to! " geant Qulnn. He didn't want to aae the " I mean." aald Donovan. " you're always And Matt glad to b released, and furt-oo- a but this Isn't the place far private disputes." np hi shoulders to get hi collar to hi ears, That'll take toe long. There' a particuergwant who looked brisk and anccaaafuL at the top eergeant' treatment of him. Matt sat down.. A wOd cheer rattled to sad walked the two mile to the address on lar feller. I got to dislocate hi map to a Qulnn would ask him what he wa doing backing away. You never used to do that and aur of his ability to floor Crowder Fourth avenue. The Job bad already been even when you were a raw kid." But Qulnn had caught sight of him. was the roof baa ma The new heavyweight hurry. His map has been troubUn' my sleep again, had taken him on for that aeooBd for rears "I guess I'm out of It" Matt said, turntaken, sad he was thankful for that The champion waved a hand to acknowledge the Say. then tried potatara smell making: toward him, arid mouth grinning, bunt Donovan throw a blue bathrobe Though Sergeant Qui nn. his beat oration. hand pushed out Beat friend be bad had bsji who Informed him that he was too lata, good! And that's liver, ain't It? " ing away bis eyes. friend in the army, had com to him and aid something about early bird How oould he aay that when he faced ear him. Daisy' gift Good yean ahead. She was outraged, th way be attacked la the army. " warned him. You'd do better to stay In the There was no use hunting further that FYeddl of Top No he wouldn't be brutal, any mora Why "Matt Klrbyl And hew the world been he eeemed to see th th food. It did not sties In hi gullet at n lockup a week. Matt than to Oght Crowder tree. an' yoo?" Crowder? Hew could h tell should be without Crowder faos to haunt ail But she wa glad, too. He wa '"''ring day because the early bird copped all the vvaa that he wa In terror of a blow be ate. He nmi1 never abla to get enough more Ilk hi father than ever him? Top Sergeant Crowder had n There arse a brief lirrnagl of expert- again Don't you do K. Matte You don't knew this Urd. Crowder. Lie I do. 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