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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1957-09-11, Page 5*PT r .° asesessasoperesessaseieseesswist . esesesanaes-e-seessee t iessweetiteentageseeerwieseseweeenneenweeenenes. WtIAT gliAKIES oHt "Ii ,G $ETTER, 'THAN ANOTHigifIrr EvenStIlielr Cat Wasn't Over 0)" filiekey Welliese rortner -Welter an*. Middlewelisht Chemnien I ern often Aced tkue questiggr 'What makes onti 'fighter :bettec than .another?" The. average pere seri eeret seem to understand why, when .every fighter is equipped with two hands and two legs, there should btu such tremendous difference in 4)114, I suppose the smart answer would be, "It's We way the greet one twee' his hands," Bet soy fighter who's going to reeeh the top and try for greatness in the ring needs more than just hands He creeds the same mental alert- ness. es a hankee or as Wali Street broker, Only he has to think .much faster. Though, must admit feW prizefighters were ever, considered geniuses. outside the ropes. But then attain, few • geniuses ever had. Benny Leonard's boxing brains, He'd upset his opponent with pointed wise cracks. At tunes he'd Wet them stay the Other times he'd flatten them quickly. It all depended how they .reacted to his meal/lag, I didn't like fighting anyone who used those upsetting tactice. Morrie Schleifer, KO, artist from Omaha, was nearly as good, at throwing sarcastic remarks as he was at punching. He and stood side by side waiting to be placed en the scale by the Chi- oago boxing commissioner, We were in Jim Mullins' office, sportswriters jammed the place, eecking information about the fight arranged for that evening. r was told to stand, on the scale, Schleifer slapped me on the back. Then attracting the writ- ers' attention he said, "Licking you tonight will be like taking oandy from a baby." I was the most surprised guy in the room. My right hand was leaded, ready to punch his chin. "I'll flatten you right now," Two friends of Schlatfer mess- ed forward from the background. The irein began. to slow agent. eau I looked up. 'Were, we're eosttire. into Dideet, leit me bile YOU with your :stuff • " He was all flushed end elgeited. now, like a schoolboy ,releitata at the Cod of term. Tie got 0,4 and. I beleugingil down to Lim. "Well, good-bye to you, and good neck" I said. hone You, have a peaceful Om 1014 about in that village of Vivre. You've 'earned it„" "Thank you," he said, empty, and Welled' 'to go. "Just a second, son," 1 eallee' *gYeti, never told. me the name • Your quiet, little 'cireent village,' Ile turned and smiled, "it's not fir from hero, and I. eepere i'll get a. lift, although hardly anyone's, over heard of it. Ii's sweet little place at the bac3t of beyond, and it has hare.!., al feted since the Middle A,.. aartyn." As the t-ahi unwed oft, r stood, at the earriage window, juat waving to him. What else :could. I do? filveryona knows. Ifartyn Is now the centre for our btggeel' atomic research station.. Still we've got to have atomic pewee even if it cinest ruin s, piettes- esque village or ;two: — From. "Tit GRAMMA DRAWS CROWD — Evangelist Billy Graham speaks to an overflow crowd which lammed into New York's financial district to hear the words of the young preacher. Standing at the foot of the George Washington statue in front of the Sub- It-east-try building, Graham exhorts, the estimated 30,000 per. sons to loin his religious crusade, Odds and Zrtleo Oaneats bite more boats NWs capita than any nation in the world. We have one for;? .boat f every twenty persons. Those are nearly all powered--with any, thing from out-heard motors on to! ti±gger• engines, In Rome, factory worker be- gan raffiteg her $35-asmonth pay ,ottereue to her fellow employees, Sto war dred not before skint had •S new apartment, .maid add: a vm* 'wardrobe. * a *- The .fiennia Z,iaa Ia the osti known painting he the wort& that receives fan :mall regularly. Letters from. rill parts of the • Llobe are sent to her at 160. ouvre Museum in Paris. be said. "You see,. t was in 3'4p hands right the way through until the. An'ariesns finally' burst through on the mainland, 13y 'the time that happened. I was it weeek. They tell rite I didn't know wile I was, I had no Wen- thication, and I was raving -about sense.; the village. green. 4nd seeing the sun go. Own, "I was sent to a 1.I,S 'hoseitat, ship and eventually landed at a shor@based Amerleae naval hospital near Tokyo., Even by the time was physigally well again, still no one knew who I was, including as,.', so I just stuck around the place. Net exactly on tha • straugth, you understand, but useful for tfiferIn17 and ew rying, inesangte; at she !Mgt- plea sort, "What made things a little more .confirsed, I suppose, is that there is a Berkshire in the Tint- teal States., Maybe they thought, %was drooling about that when they heard me talking in my sleep about it: I tell you, the only connecting, thread in the whole story is my longing for that little, out-of-the-World vil- lage." He paused. "Is this Reads ing?" We had .lowed down to a stop in • large station. "Not tar now," he said as tee train started up again. "It's the very last stage, ail right--sand what a journey." "What happened after Tokyo, then?" I asked, "Didn't, you get repatriated front there" "O, no," he said, "Then Danis Korea, I went as a sort of hiss• pital orderly with the Arneeteans —and blow me If I (IOW; get captured again—by the Chinese this time,. "We understand from what we 'were told afterwards that there was a great deal of fu ;s America. about our being held by the Chinese. for so long after the Korean.. Wee had eed Even the President took a hand, in getting us free. As I was with the Americans they naturally' thought I was one of them," "I remember reading some- thing in the papers about it," said. "That's one thing I'll have to get used to again, I suppose," he• said, "Not having seen newspa- pers for so long. The few Amer- ican ones I saw at the rehabilita- tion camp didn't seem to make. much sense to rne, Been out of things for so long that the world has moved on a couple of not- ches, I suppose. I've quite a lot to catch up with." "So you don't know anythin about postwar Britain, then," said. "There have been lots of changes since you were here WA Village. Of Dreams They egnon by his side with theits hands in their pockets. Each pointed a gun, in my direction,. "There'll be no light here," One of them said. l' our of my Chi- twee friends stepped forward, Their hands were across their eleeste, resting on guns la arm holsters, "You're right' one said. "mod If you want your fighter in shape tonight, you better scram." At fight tune Sol-Oen:0e and E were in the ring ready to start bwinging. With each punch, Sehleifer slid, 'So you're the candy kid?". Finally in the sixth round .1 reached his chin with a left hook, lie eprawled out motion- less for a long time after the referee finished counting 10, He was later taken to a doctor's office. My manager afterward sent a candy bar to Morrie Schleifer with my complinaentsi No fighter) Including Benny' Leonard, achieved greatness in We ring' with words alone, As for Benny, he had everything needed: brains, class, heart and endurance, He could afford to kid an opponent. Fistic critics may not agree when I tell them. that Maxie Ro- senbloom had the same fighting qualities. And. I'd he one of the first to say that Maxie should rate Hall of Fame honors in the, fight game, His record is one of the most outstanding in boxing history. He mixed with the hest in all divisions, from taiddlee to heavyweights. His style was peculiar. One night in Madison Square Garden I tried to solve it, For 15 rounds he throw punches at me fecal, all directions. He won the dee ciston. But when the fight ended, I knew how to lick him. We were matched again a year Igoe in Los Angeles. Winning this night was easy, I simply stayed in close so ho couldn't start a flurry of punches as he'd done in our last meeting at the Gar- den. What modern fighter exhibits the skill of Rosenbloom. ow of most any, champion oil the past? There are none; and that's why so hard judging today's fighter. With the exception of Archie Moore, Ray Robinson,. and a few others, the boxing game is ,stuffed with preliminary boys. I doubt if we're going' to. see any future great fighters from the present crop, There is a chance the boxing game could take a nose ,clivenIf this should. happen, the brains who have control of all fighters and man- agels will have made out the death warrant. I don't think I'd like being a present-day fighter. Yet, in some respects, - prizefighting is soft 'compared to other days. Or maybe it's just what happened to my old side-kick Doe Kearns that makes me think so. For the first time in his life he's had to take punishment for, collecting dough from a fighter. His ex-lightheavY champ, Joey Maxim, ran over. Kearns with a car. Kearns is collecting, $100,- 000 payoff for< a fewe bruises. In bygone days things would' have been different: the fighter would. have the bruiser and Doc the money.—From. "The Police' Ga-. zette," Aceidento etnitimene to tutu the major hazard to life among children and youtig peo- ple. Accidents account for ethane one-half of deaths among Wye, and one-fourth among girls, .4! /e. young Hollywood ,antreite broke a tooth while eating Me oyster. • She was furious until she learned that the accident was. caused by an enorrettue - pearl which . -her trdilionitire• fiance had placed there, S .If your skin LOTION AMU, (COLOGNE have been stored IN THE REF liaERATOR for a while, they'll make you. feel even more refreshed, when they 'are used, was if you joined the Navy you saw the world, but I can tell you that the Army does quite a big share of this world travel business, too," he said. "Before I knew what had hap- pened, I found myself with my regiment in Hong Kong. Not that- I minded. I was a fresh youngster and it was all grand experience. Before our first tour of duty had ended. there, the Pacific War had started in earn- est and the next country. I saw was Burma, "By this time, I must admit that I was getting a little home: sick. Not for any particular per- son, but for my village itself, I used to dream of those smooth, rolling Berkshire downs with their cool, green grass meeting the soft blue summer sky, Of the, sudden woods, the cherry orchards, the little ' Norman church—and of our village shop, of course." "You know the sort of place," he went on. "A mixture of pleas- ant smells greeted you as you entered to the loud clang of the shop door-bell, And inside you could buy everything the village had to offer, because Vile was our Only shop. "To your left was the drapery counter, with children's dresses hanging in profusion, above it In the same way as the sides of bacon hung above the opposite counter. Straight ahead was the third counter , 'the post office •—at least, most of it was. The small part at the end was for the, sale of confectionery and tebac- co—our village sweetshop, in fact." While he was telling me this his eyes were half-closed, and. he was obviously right there, back in his early youth, in this nostalgic village store. "Somehow, the shop summed up all that I loved most about our little village," he went on. "Many a time in that steaming Burma jungle the very thought of the place kept me sane. And through the worse times that were to come, it was remember- ing our sweat and innocent little village untouched by the pas- sage of tiine, which alone gave me. the power to hang On. "When you get taken prisoner by the ,laps, you know, you have to have something to hang on to, or you're a dead duck, By the time we were gathered in one of their stinking prison camps, my one ambition. was to get through all this and come back to see my village. D'you think it sounds mad?" "On the contrary," I replied, "/ agree with you—it probably waved your ' "I'm glad you. see it like that," COOL VISTA_„ Cool off doting the nett hot spat, !toughie that you're Standing in the draft team' this huge, 22-fOof-didittieter fan, It's Iodated in an oil- weed wind tunnel, said to he the largest of its kind ever built, Ocdes of 200 miles per hirer shriek fhroU0h the tunnel to test aircraft designs at do aircraft works in Bristoi, England, " se Cemplete Story by Sohn Carlten ot"?1),,ises this train stop at OK- I had just settled down for the 9ng; journey from Paddington fie Carmarthen when the quee- iton came through the open ears riage window, "Yes," I said. "Hop in." I opened the carriage door end helped the questioner in with Wa army kit-bag and suitcase, Ile thanked me and -asIsech "Is this a third class compartment?" `Veil, second," I replied. °There isn't any third olaSs these days, you know," "No, I didn't know," said the young man 'as he stacked his things up on the luggage rack. At least as I tools another look at him, I could not make up my mind whether ho was young or not. His movements, his man- ner and the expression in his eyes—especially the expression in his eyes—were young, all right. But his face was lined, his hair greying and his hands pitiably thin. His suit was brown, looked like a Yorkshire -tweed, and just did not seem to fit properly. He sat down opposite me as the train started. "Well, we're off," he said. "The last stage," - lie looked out of the window and' then all round the carriage, just like a small boy on his first train trip to the seaside, relish- ing every minute of it. We sat hi silence for a while, I reading my paper and he just sitting there, full of suppressed but quite obvious excitement. After a little time, he said: "D'you know, that's the first English newspaper I've seen for nearly twenty years?" I looked up, startled a little naturally, "Would you • like to read it?" I asked. "Oh, no thank you," he said, "I've got too much to think about, There will be plenty of time for reading once I get there, I'm going, home, you know: Back to rriy ivillage, after twenty yearn" And he sat and hugged the thought to himself as.if he could not really believe that he was actually on the train heading to- wardee, his long-cherished goal, I could not place his accent, It had a kind of American inflec- tion with ii. countryman's burr. "Where have you beee?" I asked. "Oh, lots of plades far away from here," he replred, "Do you know the country around Dicidot at all?" "Well, as st matter of fact I have some good friends who live there," I said, "And I used to visit Wein far More than I die now, I'M sorry to Say. But I know and love all that part of Berkshire, from Wittenhani OhmMs to the watercress ponds at 143 leWlettry, Were you there whdn they had all that fuss about the street-lamp?" "No, I &get remember that," he said. "I left the district: in 1930 when I was eighteen, Wty patents were both dead, and there was nothing. to keep me in our village," "Did you rive et Blewbury?" I asked. "No, not Blewbuty," he re. eilied but he did not tell me the name of his village : not thee. at any rete.,II, was like a deli. clone secret that he was keep- lag to himself, afraid that even the nierition of the name Out loud ,might shettet the magic spell which this place so obvi- ously had for him. "Yes, I. left and ,joined the Army. I had always read that it been at sea and Ott hie job foe yeete, By Ratty C, ItonoadY hi The -Christian Seieriee Mani tot, SU Grit ATOMIC tjtVitt—Seen froni 14 miles away, the fireball from the largest atomic device ever detonated in the United States rises over the Nevada test She, The blast sat lire to the surrounding brush and treed 4; Mira Aboard the Mayflower ite New York harbor its phips and sailors—has a. thrilling, sea-, faring way of greeting its own. The 'Mayflower II, essentially e hardy galleon, a vessel square,. rigged on fore and main, and fort-and-aft On the mizzen, proudly accepted tt gala wet" come reserved for 'only the blue ribbons of the sea, The handy little bark got tinder way via tew-lene and teh tug Dalzellanee, leaving Staten. Island at 0,30, Immediately swarming about the ship was a flotilla of Coast Guard Asps, tugs, and Navy vessels. Ovethead Army, Navy, Coaet Guard and City helieoptere were buzzing about under no early umbrella of aim/twee — itr o stly protective military planes, and the rest press planes seeking early photos. All of this activity was going on in bright sunshine, with puf±st clouds decorating a blue sky. Captain Alan Vililiers stood next to the man at the wheel and at 10.30 hoisted sail in a stiff breeze and dropped the towline, -The Mayflower now was in its own element and, with a greater sense of pride, sailed and handle ad as all good little barks do, Peeleaps, as it should be, the cargo ship Sulima Out of Liver- pool gave the first ship's salute. The Mayflower dipped its flag in return, At 'this point Captain. Villiers could not resist the mounting pageant about him and started shooting the scene with his movie camera — even as you and I, I asked the captain what hie reactions were to the scene with the ships crowding he inereas- ine numbers, Navy blimps fly- lag overhead, fire sage casead. ing streams of water glistening in the sun, ships saluting as they passed on their way to the sea and all the time, the "Old Lady" or the Statue of Liberty patiently waiting to be saluted and to greet,the ship and. strew, Captains Villiers, a veteran Australian skipper who went to eea at the age of 15, remarked In sheer wonderment, that he had sailed Into New York many times " . . , but this day is the most beautiful , and wonderful of them all!" Most of this experienced crew had been in. New York before, too,' bur never under such auspicious circumstances, They were keen in excitement and carried out the captain's orders with a will. As I write this in the "great cabin" in the stern of the ship, an. able seaman and an officer, rushed through declaring that the vessel had been sailing eibse to the wind end several helicopters effected the ship's movement by downdratts and "there was a devil of a time dilating them off." Actually, the helicopters forc- ed the Mayflower to furl eel). and the captain was forced to resort to the indignity of a tug's tow. But not for • long. shortly after prying respects to the "Old Lady" and entering the Hudson River, the effects of the huge downtown Wall Street skyscrap- ers and the land of Manhattan and New Jersey, were such that the Mayflower once again went under sail and started the trip up river, where the trans-At- 'antic greyhounds were docked. I stood. by one English lad who had never been in America be- fore. He gazed at the sky- scrapers of Manhattan as though they were impossible. And. I asked him abottt it, lIe said that he was at the rail in the dark hours'of early morning "running down from Newport, R,L," and that he thought 'the great city was .the most beautiful thing I have ever seen—all the tall buildings lit up and beams and beacons flashing about, But now that, I see the great sky- scrapers searching for the sky on this beautiful day, I am sure I will never see anything like it again, and I ens not sure want' to." By this time, narber craft and, the huge passenger ships were letting out a horn-blasting wet,- Came Until it seemed that the sturdy vessel of Devon oak would "shiver its timbers." Stuart Irpharte one of Eng- land'a foremost shipbuilders, Who. constructed the ship at Brixham, Devonshire, said that the vessel "conducted herself nobly" and that 'Wen in the stiffest blows,,net a hand got hie feet wet," He said with'pride that with a slight breeze the ship ''seemed en tip-toe, and racing to go, And she did all right in heavy weather, too Walter Getiftey. chief steward and &Rik, even in the excites* Merit of sleeking in the heart Of New e!'ork Oity did tint forget the efiip'e cat — in an triglish cook's best manner, Ivelig with a white shirt, White paws, and everything else blackf got a full ration of Milk fol- lowed by an ample portion of sardines, Felix had reason to tae proticl# for Ni', Cilodfrey has P LIARS OF LEMMING — Fall- ing off in your ciasswork can be dangerous, tf you're a sto-' dent at Southern Bell Tele- phone Company's maintenance echool. Students learn how to oat up in the world as the first step toward a itheman's career. *HARING 'THEM JOY MeMn Ellis embraces his wife at their Miami Beath, Fich, Nettie Offer a etreult fudge awarded Ogden legal elistedy of sbc-yeor-old Hliciy McCoy, ending the Jewish ralOp'Ple'S fiVe-yehr inter-ft/1th fight to keep the child they have faired froi>t inftinty,i