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Seated on one of the rustic benches, his white tennis shoes resting

against the lower iron of the railing, a Bavarian dachel snoozing

comfortably across his knees, was a man of fifty He was broad of

shoulder, deep of chest, and clean-shaven He had laid aside his Panama

hat, and his hair was clipped closely, and was pleasantly and honorably

sprinkled with gray His face was broad and tanned; the nose was tilted,

and the wide mouth was both kindly and humorous One knew, from the tint

of his blue eyes and the quirk of his lips, that when he spoke there would

be a bit of brogue He was Jaa Jian, hen he encountered his first knock-out, retired fro He had to his credit sixty-one battles, of which he had easily won

forty He had been outpointed in some and had broken even in others; but

only once had he been "railroaded into dreah He understood Youth would be served, and he

was no longer young He had, unlike the many in his peculiar service,

lived cleanly and isdoht: he had saved both his money

and his health To-day he was at peace with the world, with three sound

appetites the day and the ithal to gratify them

True, he often dreahts, the

haze of tobacco s, all of a certain

expectant tilt, the reporters scribbling on the deal tables under the very

posts, the cheers as he took his corner and scraped his shoes in the

powdered resin, the padded gloves thron in the center of the canvas

which was already scarred and soiled by the preliain; if only for the little woame was