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bay, under the watchful eye of Spider
Walsh.
At the end of a week Spider whisper-
ed that the job was a cinch. His
charge was away and over the hills
from dawn till dark, whipping the
streams for trout, shooting quail and
rabbits and pursuing the one lone and
crafty buck famous for having sur-
vived a decade of hunters. It was the
Spider, who waxed lazy and fat, while
his charge kept himself in condition.
As Stubener expected, his unknown
was laughed at by the fight club man-
agers. Were not the woods full of
unknowns who were always breaking
out with championship rashes?
A preliminary, say of four rounds—
yes, they would grant him that. But
the main event—never. Stubener was
resolved that young Pat should make
his debut in nothing less than a main
event, and, by the prestige of his own
name he at last managed it.
With much misgiving the Mission
club agreed that Pat Glendon could
go fifteen rounds with Rough House
Kelly for a purse of $100. It was the
custom of young fighters to assume
the names of old ring heroes, so no
one suspected that he was the son of
the great Pat Glendon, while Stubeuer
held his peace. It was a good press
surprise package to spring later.
Came the night of the fight after a
month of waiting. Stubener’s anxiety
was keen. His professional reputa-
tion was staked that his man would
make a showing, and he was astound-
ed to see Pat seated in his corner a
bare five minutes lose the healthy col-
or from his cheeks, which turned a
sickly yellow.
“Cheer up, boy,” Stubener said, slap
ping him on the shoulder. “The first
time in the ring is always strange. and
Kelly has a way of letting his oppo
nent wait for him on the chance of
getting stage fright.”
“It isn’t that.” Pat answered. “It’s
the tobacco smoke. I'm not used to it.
and it's making me fair sick.”
His manager experienced the quick
shock of relief. A man who turned
gick from mental causes. even if he
were a Samson, could never win to
place in the prize ring. As for tobac-
co smoke, the youngster would have
to get used to it, that was all.
Young Pat's entrance into the ring
had been met with silence, but when
Rough House Kelly crawled thronah
the ropes his greeting was uproarious.
He did not belie his name. He was
a ferocious looking man, black and
hairy. with huge. knotty muscles.
weighing a full 200 pounds.
Pat looked across at him curiously
ence thev shook hands.
And even as their gloves gripped
Kelly ground his teeth, convulsed his
face with an expression of rage and
muttered:
“You've got yer nerve wid yeh.” He
flung Pat's hand roughly from his and
hissed. “I'll eat yeh up, ye pup!”
The audience laughed at the action,
and it guessed hilariously at what Kel-
ly must have said.
Back in his corner and waiting the
gong, Pat turned to Stubener.
“Why is he angry with me?” he
asked. :
“He ain't," Stubener answered.
“That's his way, trying to scare you.
It’s just mouth fighting.”
“It isn’t boxing.” was Pat’s com-
ment. And Stubener, with a quick
glance, noted that his eyes were as
mildly blue as ever.
“Be careful,” the manager warned
as the gong for the first round sound-
ed and Pat stood up. “He’s liable to
come at you like a man eater.”
And like a man eater Kelly did come
at him, rushing across the ring in wild
fury. Pat. who in his easy way had
advanced only a couple of paces, gaug-
ed the other’s momentum, sidestepped
and brought his stiff arched right |
across to the jaw. :
Then he stood and looked on with al
great curiosity. i
The fight was over.
Kelly had fallen like a stricken bul-
lock to the floor. and there he lay with-
out movement while the referee, bend-
ing over him, shouted the ten seconds
in his unheeding ear.
When Kelly’s seconds came to lift
him Pat was before them. Gathering
the huge, inert bulk of the man in his
arms, he carried him to his corner and
deposited him on the stool and in the
arms of his seconds.
Half a minute later Kelly’s head lift-
ed and his eyes wavered open. He
looked about him stupidly and then to
one of his seconds. :
“What happened?” he queried hoarse-
ly. “Did the roof fall on me?”
As a result of his fight with Kelly,
though the general opinion was that
he had won by a fluke, Pat was match-
ed with Rufe Mason. This took place
three weeks later, and the Sierra club
audience at Dreamland rink failed to
see what happened.
Rufe Mason was a heavyweight, not-
ed locally for his cleverness. When
the gong for the first round sounded
both men met in the center of the
ring. Neither rushed. Nor did they
strike a blow.
They felt around each other, their
arms bent, their gloves so close to-
gether that they almost touched. This
lasted for perhaps five seconds.
Then it happened, and so quickly
that not one in a hundred of the au-
dience saw. Rufe Mason made a feint
with his right. It was obviously not a
real feint, but a feeler, a mere tenta-
tive threatening of a possible blow.
It was at this instafit that Pat loosed
| complished by a twist of the left fore-
his punch. So close together were |
they that the distance the blow travel-:
ed was a scant eight inchs. It was;
a short arm left jolt, and it was ac-
arm and a thrust of the shoulder.
It landed flush on the point of the!
chin, and the astounded audience saw
Rufe Mason’s legs crumple under him |
as his body sank to the floor. But the |
referee had seen, and he promptly
proceeded to count him out.
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seconds, with sagging knees and roll-
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down the aisle through the stupefied |
and incredulous audience on the way |
to his dressing room. ;
“No wonder,” he told a reporter.
“that Rough House Kelly thought the :
roof hit him.” i
After Chub Collins had been put out |
in the twelfth second of the first round |
of a fifteen round contest Stubener felt |
compelled to speak to Pat. :
“Do you know what they're calling
you now?” he asked. |
Pat shook his head. i
“One Punch Glendon.” |
Pat smiled politely, He was little !
interested in what he was called. He
had certain work cut out which he |
must do ere he could win back to his
mountains, and he was phlegmatically
doing it. that was all.
“It won't do.” his manager contin-
ued, with an ominous shake of the : ~
head. “You can’t go on putting your KEEPS \ Ol | -- 4 > 9
men out so quickly. You must give
them more time.”
manded in surprise.
Again Stubener shook his head.
“It’s this way, Pat. You've got to
be big and generous in the fighting
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sore. And it's not fair :to the audi-
ence. They want a ruff” for their
money. :
“Besides, no one will fight you.
They’ll all be scared out. And you
can’t draw crowds with ten second
fights. I leave it to you. Would you
pay $1 or $5 to see a ten second fight?”
Pat was convinced. and he promised
to give future audiences the requisite
run for their money. though he stated
that, personally, he preferred going
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CHAPTER IV.
AT had got practically nowhere .
in the game. The local sports |
laughed when his name was |
mentioned. It called to mind
funny fights and Rough House Kelly's
remark about the roof.
Nobody knew how Pat could fight.
They had never seen him. Where was
his wind, his stamina, his ability to
mix it with rough customers through
long grueling contests? |
He had demonstrated nothing but the
possession of a lucky punch and a de-
pressing proclivity for flukes.
So it was that his fourth match was
arranged with Pete Sosso. a Portu-
guese fighter from Butchertown, known
only for the amazing tricks he played
in the ring.
Pat did not train for the fight.” In-
stead he made a flying and sorrowful
trip to the mountains to bury his fa-
ther. Old Pat had known well the
condition of his heart, and it had stop-
ped suddenly on him.
Young Pat arrived back in San Fran-
cisco with so close a margin of time
that he changed into his fighting togs
directly from his traveling suit, and
even then the audience was kept wait-
ing ten minutes.
“Remember, give him a chance,”
Stubener cautioned him as he climbed
through the ropes. “Play with him, but
do it seriously. Let him go ten or
twelve rounds, then get him.”
Pat obeyed instructions, and, though
it would have been easy enough to put
Sosso out, so tricky was he that to
stand up to him and not put him out
kept his hands full.
It was a pretty exhibition, and the
audience was delighted. Sosso’s whirl-
wind attacks, wild feints, retreats and
rushes required all Pat's science to pro-
tect himself, and even then he did not
escape unscathed.
Stubener praised him in the minute
rests, and all, would have been well
had not Sosso in the fourth round
played one of his most spectacular
tricks.
Pat, in a mixup, had landed a hook
to Sosso’s jaw, when to his amaze-
ment the latter dropped his hands and
reeled backward, eyes rolling, legs
bending and giving, in a high state of
grogginess. ;
Pat could not understand. It had
not been a knockout blow, and yet
there was his man all ready to fall to
the mat. Pat dropped his own hands
and wonderingly watched his reeling
| opponent. Sosso staggered away. al-
most fell, recovered, and staggered ob-
liquely and blindly forward again.
For the first and the last time in his
fighting career Pat was caught off his
guard. He actually stepped aside to
let the reeling man go by. Still reel-
ing, Sosso suddenly loosed his right.
Pat received it full on his jaw with
an impact that rattled all his teeth.
A great roar of delight went up frow
the audience. But Pat did not hear.
He saw only Sosso before him. grin-
ning and defiant, and not the least bit
groggy. Pat was hurt by the blow.
but vastly more outraged by the trick.
All the wrath that his father ever
had surged up in him. He shook his
head as if to get rid of the shock of
the blow and steadied himself before
his man. It all occurred in the next
second. With a feint that drew his
opponent, Pat fetched his left to the
solar plexus, almost at the same in-
stant whipping his right across to the
jaw.
The latter blow landed on Sosso’s
mouth ere his falling body struck the
floor. The club doctors worked half an
hour to bring him to. After that they
put eleven stitches in his mouth and
packed him off in an ambulance.
“I'm sorry,” Pat told his manager.
“I’m afraid I lost my temper. [I'll nev-
er do it again in the ring. Dad always
cautioned me about it. He said it had
made him lose more than one battle.
I didn't know 1 could lose my temper
that way. But now that I know I'll
keep it in control.”
[Continued next week. ]
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