Argosy, Vol. 147, No. 1 — page 152: what you’re looking at

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‘+ “tie? » We ‘ aveney is no respecter of per- High, low, jack and the y they simply can’t resist him. his Muriel Morton is simply wild the Kid, and the Kid is simply wild her, and—well, if you count me in, that makes three of us that’s simply , and that’s a fact.” But what’s the idea?” asks Eddie. “ Is . Kid gonna quit the boxing game?” In a nutsh ” T tells him, “ the idea is under the influence of the celebrated riel, who has no use for this low-browed ove-pushin’ business, the Kid has already tified me that as soon as he has smacked Rour d Harris for the customary row yanties, and which comes to pass three ays eks from to-night, why, he’s immediately 7s fonna start knocking ‘em dead in the i ‘ No,” says Eddie. *That’s tough,” says Eddie, thereby s vin’ that he has a wonderful grasp of the You'll know how tough it is,” I says, when I tell you that if the Kid beats One ind Harris, which is a dead and buried h, Gene Richards, the world-famous ht promoter, has given me his word to ee weeks later put on the Kid with no s than Battling Rothstein, who as you low is ween you and me, Eddie, Battling mn has got the same chance with that I got with Dempsey—no more, Tn other words, if it wasn’t for one z and another, why, in six weeks time anagin’ a champion—and you know —_ ee “ee Then finally he says: _ You gonna be busy this af- Because if you ain’t, I want to ARGOSY-ALLSTORY WEEKLY. the light-heavy titleholder. - mean quite a lot to you to see this act of mine, and then again maybe it won’t mean nothing. That’s for you to say—after you have seen the act.” “What kind of an act is it?” I asks him. “Wait and see,” he says. “ Except I might say we're billed as Bigelow and Morgan. And listen. As you go in, don't take a program. I want you to see this act without knowing nothing about it before- hand. Because if you know what’s coming off, why, it might spoil things.” “ Have it your own way,” I says. “ But, say, at precisely what time this afternoon is the plot due to thicken? When do you go on?” “ Be sure and be there by three,” he tells me. ‘I want you to see the way we open up. Because, in a way, that’s the punch of the piece.” “QO, K..’ I says. “ And if I don’t show up, why, you'll know it’s because I died of curiosity in the meantime.” So, after agreeing to meet Eddie at his hotel about four o’clock, I tear myself away, and—well, shortly before three, as adver- tised, I arrive at the Regal, which I don’t know whether you’d call it a second or third rate vaudeville house, but it certainly ain’t a first-class oue. On the way in I skillfully sidestep the program which is aimed at me, and after I get to my seat, why, I’m simply on pins and needles to see what’s coming off. Be- cause I pride myself on the fact that I got at the least average intelligence, and So of course I knew that Eddie’s wanting me to lamp this act of his was in some way con- nected up with my troubles with Kid Cav- eney, though what the connection was, or how there could be one, anyway, why, that was something which was beyond me. Well, I had something to be thankful for, anyway, because I got there just in time to see the bitter end of a trained animal act. And if there’s one thing more than another which I personally like to see, be- lieve me it’s the end of a perfect trained ani- goes up vO 1 come round and get my act at the mal act. Then, when the curtain . ae for the next turn for the worse, why, T cavs. “of course I’m busy, seems there’s nobody on the stage, Wilt” eres represents in a terrible feeble manner wha” — Stee ieee > coMmicbook