tomobile machine- shop in San "Fran
cisco. For three anTonerhalf years.
I stuck to it. The last year I acted
as a demonstrator and salesman, so
when my usefulness as a ring star is.
on the wane, I will be in a position
to turn my attention to a trade and
business that will come In handy to
me, if necessary to chose as a means
I was very fond of boxing and
every spare moment that I had would
find me in a gymnasium or, if t could
spare the price, would pay or work
my way into a "club the night one of
the big 'boxing contests were to" take
place, and believe me, I missed very
few of them.
A't that time Jimmy Britt was a
great favorite in San Francisco. I
envied him! My own thought and
wish was that some day I could be
the real fellow like Britt. The latter
was very clever and I used to go to
the gymnasiums and practice his
best blows.' "Whenever I would see
him on the streets I would follow him
and when he fought I was some
where inside or close to the 'outer
walls of the building.
When Britt met defeat 'by Nelson
for the first time, I was perched on
the cross post of a telegraph pole.
The arena was out of doors. From
1 o'clock until 4:36 I sat there, wait
ing for that great battle. The con
test itself lasted one hour and a half.
I certainly was stiff and sore from
my cramped position in mid-air.
Strange tto say I was watching my
present manager, Billy Nolan who
was Nelson's guiding spirit on that
For three and one-half years I en
gaged in close to 50 contests in and
around San Francisco. In the begin
ning it was a case of taking very
small purses, and many a good lick
ing. The last year that I was boxing
with so-called amateur clubs, T was
so clever that I often had to give
away chunks of weight.
It was a case of my meeting the
best short distance fighters of the
country' whom'' I defeated with ease
in the four rounds .as prescribed by
amateur ruling. Seldom I received
less than $500 for one of. these bat
tles. Then it- was that my attention
was. turned, to becoming a real pro
fessional just 18 months ago.
After my showing with Welsh,
Young Erne, Joe Mandot and others,
my- one ambition was to meet Wol
gastTf or the title. I had met and de
feated 'him in San Francisco in four
rounds, 'received no more for it than
I did for fighting an. amateur, nor did
I ge't-the. credit-I should.
"When I do lose, as of course I
must some-day, then I will, turn my
attention to business,, not a saloon
or dahce hall, but a real business,
where 1 will be honored and re
spected. "That is the". real ambition'of.
The picture -shows the lightweight
champion ready .to take a plunge,
and how he looks when in his or
dinary street clothes.
THE LAST WORD IN MELODY
This world is full
Of songs that pull
And wrench'the human heart ;
'Of songs as sweet
As rippling wheat
Where. pulsing drift-winds start;
That grip and sei?e
The isrell-known savage breast;
That furnish dreams
Of moonlit streams
And well you get the rest
This world is filled
With, notes thatithrilled.
Since, old Doc Adamjs day;
From high-priced throats
That hold a siren's sway;
Of music's blend
This gets, the final call "
When a bloke in blue
Looks up at you
Andhowls 'E-L-A-Y B-ArL-L!'.'
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