Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 8 April 1940 — Page 14

| PAGE 14 SERIAL STORY

K.O. Cavalier

| By JERRY, BRONDFIELD i |

{ : CAST OF CHARACTERS i 1 VAL DOUGLAS — Girl sports writer, “shipped on a freighter to find excite- ; ment. EDDIE CAVALIER — A prize fighter “headed for the title, has a score to | "settle with Val : ' CAPT. STEVE HANSEN the Northern Belle. . : DUFFY KEISO — Cavalier’s manager.

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% YESTERDAY—Val finds Eddie a more likable chap than she had imagined. Kelso accuses Wong of poisoning him, | “but the Chinese cook explains that sea.sickness is the cause of the manager's silliness. Even Eddie thinks Val's story. > on Kelso's “poisoning” is great.

CHAPTER TEN | - THE SUN HID behind a big, dark cloud the next morning, but the sea was calm. Eddie took a dozen

up and then worked out on f{ ~ light bag while Mike Kelly skipped rope. | | “Okay,” said Pop. “Let's go, now.

About five rounds, fairly fast, will]

do it.” + Val sidled up to the veteran train Pr as the two fighters clim tween the ropes. 1] ' “How's Duffy this morning inquired. | 4 din : “No better. He can’t look food ptraight in the face. Not even range juice. He just lays there and moans.” i b : “Such a pity,” she murmured. "And then, businesslike: “Pop— What do you think? About him, I mean,” nodding toward Eddie. . “He’s in great shape,” said Pop. #He didn’t need much more th this. Just somethin’ to taper off with. But you gotta admit that this is no place for a fighter to taper off for th’ most important bout so far in his career.” { . “Granted. So what? Anyhow,

go on and bandage Mike's hands 3

and let them get going.” ) *« Mike shuffled out and met Eddie in midring. “Throw everything you Zot, Mike,” Eddie told him. | : Mike grunted and stuck a left out

experimentally. Eddie blocked it,| ||

bobbed low and threw his right. It Janded on Kelly's ribs but Mike yrorked in close and shot a left and right of his own to Eddie’s midsection. ! He worked Cavalier into a corner, jabbed a left and swung a hard right but his target had vanished. Eddie weaved, bounced off the ropes _ and was back of Kelly before the latter was barely turned around. - Pop’s eyes glistened. “Did you see that?” he chortled.| “Benny Leonard or Tommy Loughran couldn’t have done any better. I've seen a lot of lem,” he confided, “but this kid has em all beat. | + “Time!” he shouted, looking at his watch. = ! . They rested for a minute and then went at it again. For five rounds it ‘was a fast pace. Mike Kelly threw everything he had but Eddie slipped the punches, blocked beautifully and _|peppered Mike with stinging lefts ‘and rights. Foo Li : “Couldn’t. have gone another round,” Mike panted when it was

over. “The legs. The old legs ain't||

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e wind?” : 2 2 |g + HE WAS breathing heavily but not too hard. | “Swell, Pop, swell. Could’ve gone five more just like that. | I! . “Incidentally,” Val said, saun‘tering over while Pop was stripping the bandages from his hands.

- . ¥It wouldn't make me too mad if

you won. In fact, I'd consider tak-

ing a lot of credit for it if you do. Maybe later on I could do a yarn

on how I shanghaied Eddie Cavalier |}:

into the middleweight championship.” : i : He drew the towel aroun neck and got into his s ¥You really wouldn’t be such fgreeable sort of wench could just forget your newspaper angles for a minute. C rapped up in cold print I to believe you have your veins instead of blood.” + Astounded, she watched fuck down | the comp with Mike. | « That, Val Douglas tho herself, was the most s thing any man had ever told her. + Eddie Cavalier looked across the table at noon mess and was somewhat surprised when he saw Val’s ghair empty. | : + But he had his answer when she tame out of the galley with a tray pt hot biscuits. She went back in and came out with two big pots of

coffee. . “What's this?” he asked Barney MacGregor. | “Who's the new galley hand?” {ol + Barney speared a biscuit with a fork. “It.seems we had a mutiny on our hands,” he said. Wong Lee so scuppered with your special diets and such he says he quits unless he gets help. Well, sir, Capt. Hansen didn’t feel like assigning one of th’ able-bodied hands . .$0 Miss Douglass ups -and volun- : teers.” te adie Cavalier’s mirth was almost uncontrollable... He laughed until the table shook. Pop took a hand after Eddie had knocked over a glass of water into his lap. “What's so funny, Pretty Pants?” val asked in a hard, brittle voice. “Maybe youd like to drop in here and do a little potato peeling and pot-scouring yourself.” 2 = = Ser HIS FACE FROZE immediately. She took her place at the table and

filled her cup with coffee. “Report to Wong Lee this afternoon at two bells,” she said grimly, ““This’ll make a story, too.” Barney MacGregor conveniently

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Pe only 25 pounds,” Wong informed . him. “No take long. Two, hour mebbe, if you work chop-chop.” Val came in about an hour later. “How's he getting along, Wong?” Wong shook his ~head sadly. #Better we cook pe€ls. Have more potatoes that way.”

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“So I notice,” Val murmured.| “But don’t get discouraged, Mister Cavalier, You've only got about 12 pounds 10 go.” “I'd rather fight 12 rounds,” he

’| said gloomily and she laughed.

“Say, Wong,” he inquired curiously when he had finished. “Howdo you find time to g»t these spuds

peeled when youre here by your-

self ?

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Wong pointed over in a corner. “We use ’lectric peeler,” he said blandly. “Take mebbe 15 minutes.”

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into the huge pot at his feet. “That |

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