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"The cries for a speech increased in volume. Stubener and the owner beat a wise retreat. Glendon held up his hands to be beard, whereupon those that shouted for the fight redoubled their efforts. - Two or three tiers of seats crashed down, and numbers who had thus lost their places added to the by making a concerted rush to squeeze in on the still intact seats, while those behind, blocked from sight of the ring, yelled and raved for them to sit down. Glendon walked to the ropes and spoke to the police oaptain. He was compelled to bend over and shout in his ear. “If I don’t give this speech.” he said, “this crowd will wreck the place. If they bfeak loose you can never hold them. You know that. Now. you’ve got to help. You keep the ring clear and I’ll silence the crowd." He went back to the center of th%, ring and again held up his hands. “You want that speech?" he shouted in a tremendous voice. Hundreds near the ring heard him and cried “Yes!" “Then let every man who wants to hear shut up the noisemakpr next to him!" The advice was taken, so that when he repeated it his voice penetrated farther. Again and again he shouted it. and slowly, zone by zone, the silence pressed outward from the ring, accompanied by a muffled undertone of smacks and thuds and scuffles as the obstreperous were subdued by their neighbors. Almost had all confusion been smothered when a tier of seats near the ring went down. This was greeted with fresh roars of laughter, which of itself died away, so that a lone voice far back was heard distinctly as it piped: “Go on, Glendon! We’re with you!” Glendon had the Celt’s intuitive knowledge of the psychology of the crowd. He knew that what had been a vast disorderly mob five minutes before was now tightly in hand, and for added effect he deliberately delayed. Yet the delay was just long enough and not a second too long. For thirty seconds the silence was complete, and the effect produced was one of awe. Then just as the faint hints of restlessness came to his ears he began to speak: “When 1 finish this speech." he said, “I am going to fight. I promise you It will be a real fight, one of the few real fights you have ever seen. I am going to get my man in the shortest possible time. “Billy Morgan, in making his final announcement, will tell you that it is to be a forty-five round contest. Let me tell you that it will be nearer forty-five seconds. “When I was interrupted 1 was toiling you that the ring was rotten. It is—from top to bottom. It is run on business principles, and you all know what business principles are. Enough said. “You are the suckers, every last one of you that is not making anything out of it. Why are the seats falling down tonight? Graft. Like the fight game, they were built on business principles.” r He now held the audience stronger than ever and knew it “There are three men squeezed on two seats. I can see that everywhere. What does it mean? Graft. The stewards don’t get any wages. They are supposed to graft’ Business principles again. You pay. Os course you pay. How are the fight permits obtained? Graft. “And now let me ask you: If the men who build the seats graft, if the stewards graft, if the authorities graft, why shouldn’t those higher up in the fight game graft? They do. And you pay. “And let me tell you it is not the fault of the fighters. They don’t run the game. The promoters and managers run it: they’re the business men. The fighters are only fighters. They begin honestly enough, but the managers and promoters make them give in or kick them out There have been straight fighters. And there are now a few, but they don’t earn much as a rule. “I guess there have been straight managers. Mine is about the best of the boiling. But just ask him how much he’s got salted down in real estate and apartment houses.” Here the uproar began to drown his voice. “Let every man who wants to hear shut up the man alongside of him!” Glendon instructed. Again, like the murmur of a surf, there was a rustling of smacks and thuds, and scuffles, and the house quieted down. “Why does every fighter work overtime insisting that he’s always fought square? Why are they called Honest Johns and Honest Bills and Honest Blacksmiths and all the rest? Doesn’t it ever strike you that they seem to be afraid of something? “When a man comes to you shouting he is honest you get suspicious. But when a prizefighter passes the same dope out to you you swallow it down. “May the best man win! How often have you heard Billy Morgan say that? Let me tell you that the best man doesn’t win so often, and when he does it’s usually arranged for him. Most of the grudge fights you’ve beard or seen were arranged too. “It’s a program. The whole thing is programmed. Do you thinks the promoters and managers are in it for their health? They’re not They’re business

"Tom. tner unn rtarry are three Jghters. Dick is the best man. In .wo fights he could prove it But what happens? Tom licks Harry. *Dick licks ; Tom. Harry licks Dick. Nothing proved. Then come the return match- | es. Harry licks Tom. Tom licks Dick. Dick licks Harry. Nothing proved. Then they try again. ! Dlok is kicking. Says he wants to get along in the game. So Dick licks Tom and Dick licks Harry. Eight fights to prove Dick the best man. when two could have done it All arranged. A regular program, and you IS ~~~~ ~ o All His Strength Went Into That One Smashing Explosion. pay for it, and when your seats doh’s break down you get robbed of them by the stewards. “It’s a good game, too, if it were only square. The fighters would be square if they had a chance, but the graft is too big. When a handful of men can divide up three-quarters of a million dollars on three fights”— A wild outburst compelled him to stop. Out of the medley of cries from all over the house he could distinguish such as—- “ What million dollars?” “What three tights?” "Tell us!" “Go on!” Likewise there were boos and hisses and cries of “Muckraker, muckraker!” “Do you want to hear?” Glendon shouted. “Then keep order!” Once more he compelled the impressive half minute of silence. “What is Jim Hanford planning? What is the program his crowd and mine are framing up? They know I’ve got him. He knows I’ve got him. I can whip him in one fight. But he’s the champion of the world. If I don’t give in to the program they’ll never give me a chance to fight him. “The program calls for three fights. I am to win the first fight. It will be pulled off in Nevada if San Francisco won’t stand for it. We are to make it a good fight. To make it good each of us will put up a side bet of $20,000. It will be real money, but it won’t be a real bet. Each gets his own slipped back to him. “The same way with the purse. We’ll divide it evenly, though the public division will be thirty-five and six-ty-five. The purse, the moving picture royalties, the advertisements, and all the rest of the drags won’t be a cent less than $250,000. We’ll divide it and go to work on the return match. Hanford will win that, and we divide again. “Then comes the third fight I win as I have every right to, and we have taken three-quarters of a million out of the pockets of the fighting public. That’s the program, but the money is dirty. And that’s why I am quitting the ring tonight”— It was at this moment that Jim Hanford, kicking a clinging policeman back among the seat holders, heaved his huge frame through the ropes, bellowing: “It’s a lie!” He rushed like an infuriated bull at Glendon, who sprang back and then, instead of meeting the rush, ducked cleanly away. Unable to check himself, the big man fetched up against the ropes, flung back by the spring of them, he was turning to make another rush, when Glendon landed him. Glendon, cool, clear seeing, distanced his man perfectly to the jaw and struck the first full strength blow of his career. AU his strength and his reserve of strength went into that one smashing muscular explosion. Hanford was dead in the air—in so far as unconsciousness may resemble death. So far as he was concerned, he ceased at the moment of contact with Glendon’s fist. His feet left the floor, and he was in the air until he struck the topmost rope. His inert body sprawled across it, sagged at the middle and fell through the ropes and down out of the ring upon the heads of the men in the press seats. CHAPTER XII. THE audience broke, loose. It had already seen more than it had paid to see, for the great Jim Hanford, the world champion, had been knocked out It was unofficial, but it had been witt a single punch. Never had there been such a night in fistiana. Glendon looked ruefully at his damaged knuckles, cast a glance through the ropes to where Hanford was groggily coming to and held up his hands. He bad clinched his right to be heard, and the audience grew still. “When 1 began to fight” he said, “they called me ‘One Punch Glendon.' You saw that punch a moment ago. I always had that punch. 1 went after my men and got them on the jump, though I was careful not to hit with all my might. “Then I was educated. My mana- ' ger told me it wasn’t fair to the 1 crowd. He advised me to make long fights so that the crowd could get a j run for its money. I was a fool, a I autt. 1 was a green lad from the

mountains. So help me God, I swallowed it as the truth. “My manager used to talk over with me what round 1 would put my man out in. Then he tipped it off to the betting syndicate, and the betting syndicate went to it. Os course you paid. “But I am glad for one thing. I never touched a cent of the money. They didn’t dare offer it to me because they knew it would give the game away. “You remember my fight with Nat I Powers. I never knocked him out. 1 had got suspicious. So the gang framed it up with him. I didn’t know. I intended to let him go a coupld of rounds over the sixteenth. That last punch in the sixteenth didn’t shake him. But he faked the knock oht, just the same, and fooled all of you.” “How about tonight?” a voice called out. “Is it a frameup?” “It is,” was Glendon’s Answer. “How’s the syndicate betting? That Cannam will last to the fourteenth.” Howls and hoots went up. For the last time Glendon held up his hand for silence. “I’m almost done now. But I want to tell you one thing. The syndicate gets landed tonight. This is to be a square fight. Tom Cannam won’t last till the fourteenth round. He won't last the first round.” Cannam sprang to his feet in his corner and cried out in a fury: “You can’t do it! The man don’t live who can get me in one round!” Glendon ignored him and went on. “Once now in my life I have struck with all my strength. You saw that a moment ago when I caught Hanford. "Tonight, for the second I am going to hit with all my strength—that is, if Cannam doesn’t jump through the ropes right now and get away. And now I’m ready.” He went to his corner and held out his hands for his gloves. In the opposite corner Cannam raged while his seconds tried vainly to calm him. At last Billy Morgan managed to make the final announcement. “This will be a forty-five round contest!" he shouted. “Marquis of Queensbury rules! And may the best man win! Let her go!” The gong struck. The two men advanced. Glendon’s right hand was extended for the customary shake, but Cannam, with an angry toss of the head, refused to take it. To the general surprise he did not rush. Angry though he was, he fought carefully, his touched pride impelling him to bend every effort to last out the round. Several times he struck, but be struck cautiously, never relaxing his defense. Glendon hunted him about the ring, ever’ advancing with the remorseless tap-tap of his left foot. Yet he struck no blows nor attempted to strike. He even dropped his hands to his sides and hunted the other defenselessly in an effort to draw him out. Cannam grinned defiantly, but declined to take advantage of the proffered opening. Two minutes passed, and then a change came over Glendon. By every muscle, by every line of his face, he advertised that the moment had come for him to get_his man. (To be continued —) Attention Ladies —You will find I havd as stylish up-to-date line of millinery as can be found in larger cities, with the advantage that you need only the afternoon in which to do your shop ping. Railroad fare allowed on all purchases of $4.00 and over. Don’bfail to call and see my line. Mrs. Cora Kinney, Block from station, Nappunee, Indiana —“When the days begin to lengthen, then the cold begins to strengthen,” and we feel the need of heartier food like buckwheat cakes. You have the good oldfashioned kind if you buy the Goshen Buckwheat Flour. We Sell Fords —Also a full line of accessories. Let us take care of your needs. Leepers Garage. ii ini in* I J. W. ROTHENBERGER | : Undertaker : SYRACUSE, : : IND. INDIGESTION OVERCOME Overcome by Simple Remedy. Hurried and careless habits of eating, irregular meals and foods that do not harmonize, tend to weaken the digestive organs and result in different forms of stomach trouble. If you are one of the unfortunates who have drifted into this condition, eat simple foods only, slowly, regularly and take Vinol, our delicious cod liver and iron tonic. Mrs. H. J. Smith, Thomasville, Ga., says: “I suffered from a stomach trouble, was tired, worn out and nervous. A friend advised me to take Vinol. My stomach trouble soon disappeared and now I eat heartily and have a perfect digestion and I* wish every tired, weak woman could have Vinol, for I never spent any money In my life that did me so much good.” The recovery of Mrs. Smith was due to the combined action of the medicinal elements of the cods’ livers —aided by the blood making and I strength creating properties of tonic ; iron, which are contained in Vinol. | We will return the purchase money ' every time Vinol fails to benefit. j Quality Drug Store, Syracuse

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