"Aw, go git him, Billy!" said Burke. "He
ain't got a thing. Tear his block off!"

The tenth round saw the champion on the
floor twice, and the second time he took nine
seconds before rising.
The fattish young man nodded at the red-
faced one during the interval between the tenth
and eleventh rounds.
' ' Smelling salts and brandy, "said he. " It 's
about over. Good-by, Billy Wade."

[13]



TAKING THE COUNT



The red-faced man did not answer. His
lower lip was trembling, and there were tears
in his eyes.
"I know how you feel, Joe," said his friend.
"I hate to see him whipped, too, because he's
been a great little fighter; but — they all get it
sooner or later. ' '

"He ain't fighting his fight!" groaned Joe.
