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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Advance Times, 1932-08-11, Page 6PAGE. SIX , The Wingham Advance -Times Wingham, Ontario, Wellington Mutual Fire Insurance Co. Established ,1849 Risks taken on all class of insur- sauce at reasonable rates. Head Office, Guelph, Ont. 'ABNER COSENS, Agent, Wiugham, 3. W. DODD d"wo doors south of Field's Butcher shop. FIRE, LIFE, ACCIDENT AND HEALTH INSURANCE AND REAL ESTATE P. O. Box 366 Phone 46 WINGHAM, ONTARIO J. W. EUSHFIELD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Money to Loan Office -Meyer Block, Wingham Successor to Dudley Holmes R. S. HETHERINGTON BARRISTER And SOLICITOR Office: Morton Block. Telephone 1W. J. H. CRAWFORD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Successor to R. Vanstone AP/Ingham Ontario DR. C. H. ROSS DENTIST Office Over Isard's Store H. W. COLBORNE, M.D. Physician and Surgeon Medical Representative D. S. C. R. Successor to Dr. W. R. Hambly Phone 54 Wingham ROBT. C. REDMOND M.R.C.S. (ENG.) L.R.C.P. (Lond-) PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON DR. G. W. HOWSON DENTIST Office over John Galbraith's Store. F. A. PARKER OSTEOPATH Ali Diseases Treated 1ffice adjoining residence Aeki zo isisaglican. Church on Centre Street. Stincla s by appointment. etsteopathy , —. Electricity l;oas_ Ours, y a.m. to $ n:iY. A. R. & F. E. DUVAL licensed Di ugiest Practitioners -Chiropractic and Electro Therapy. Graduates of Canadian Chiropractic College, Toronto, and National Col- lege, Chicago. Out of town and night calls res- ponded to. All business confidential. Phone 300. Licensed Drugless Practitioner CHIROPRACTIC - DRUGLESS • THERAPY - RADIONIC EQUIPMENT Hours by Appointment. Phone 191. J. ALVIN FOX Wingham. 3. D. McEWEN LICENSED AUCTIONEER Phone 602r14. Sales of Farm Stock and Imple- ments, Real Estate, etc., conducted with satisfaction and at moderate charges. THOMAS FELLS AUCTIONEER REAL ESTATE SOLD A. thorough knowledge of Farm Stock Phone 231, Wingham RICHARD R. JACKSON AUCTIONEER Phone 613r6, Wroxeter, or address R. R. 1, Gorrie. Sales conducted any- where, and satisfaction guaranteed. DR. A. W. IRWIN DENTIST — X-RAY Office, McDonald Block Wingharn.. Ay J. WALKER ER Rbl'X'TU1r'k : AND FUNERAL SERVICE A. WAL,REItt Licensed Funeral Director azid Embalmer. Elee most 106 ices. Phone 224, test "Lirnoiisrie "Funeral Coach ' THE WINGHAM ADVANCE -TIM Thursday, August 11, 19 'SYNOPSIS Johnny Breen, 16 years old, who. had spent 'all of his life aboard a Hudson river tugboat plying near New York, is tossed into the river in a terrific collision which sinks the. tug, drowns his mother and the man he ,called father, Ignorant, unschool- ed ,and fear driven, he drags himself ashore, hides in the friendly dark- ness of a huge covered truck --only to be kicked out at dawn --and into the midst ofa tough gang of river rat boys who beat and chase him. He escapes and, exhausted, tumbles into a 'basement doorway where he hides. The next day he is rescued and taken into the home of a Jew- ish family living in the rear of their second-hand clothing store. He works in the sweatshop store -land is openly courted by Becka—the young daughter. . . The scene shifts to the home of the wealthy Van Horns -on 5th Avenue, where lives the bachelor — Gilbert Van Horn — in whose life there is •a hidden chapter, That chapter was an affair with his mother's maid, who left the house when he was accused. ' The lives of Johnny Breen and Gilbert Van Horn first cross when Van Horn sees Breen win his first important ring battle. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY Malone, in the dressing room with the fighters, saw Sol Bernfield slow- ly count out three five dollar bills and offer them to John. They were standing in a corner, partly shielded by a liccker. "What's that?" Malone demanded sharply, approaching the boy and his manager. "What 1 won. I get fifteen and Sol gets ten; he's my manager," John explained. fore you get what's comin' to you." Bernfeld took the hint without de- Iay. "What's your name, son?" Malone asked. "You look white." "Breen, sir, John Breen," .the `sir' slipping from some dormant cell, re- corded, perhaps, while overhearing. Captain Breen address some wharf or ship officer. Pug Malone, com- pact, gray haired, and pink, looked like a god to the boy. "Where do you work?" Malone knew that John was not a profes- sional. "With Mr. Lipvitch in the Cloth- ing Emporium." "Pay?" demanded Malone. "Yes, sir, he pays me." John felt his benefactor was under criticism. "Of course he does, son; How pinch? What do you get a week?" "Three dollars — and board,", John added, by way of good measure: "Board! Board!" Malone ran his hand over the .body of the boy.' "Board,—rats!" And then, seeing the alarmed look on John's face, he went on in a kindly tone. "What you. need is feedin'. Better stay here. I'll give you a job, five a week an' real board. Rubbin', that's the work; an' I'll train you, son, an split right. Are you my boy?" And so John Breen left the Ghetto to enter the Bowery of the Greater 1, City of New York. A year passed over the head of John Breen, a year of ampler free- dom and of physical development, a year charged with the elements of crime, of drunkenness and brawling. John saw, without knowing, the dregs of the city. Blear -eyed victims of the sodden slums of Chinatown drifted itnp the bar at McManus' for a bowl of beer and a snatch.of lunch then to sink back again to the drug - soaked atmosphere below. He saw these things through the swinging • Malone initiated John into the science of pugi.isin. "Say — your dirty crook!" The trainer glared at Sol, blanched to a deathly pallor at the discovery of his duplicity. "You give that boy his money" Malone, with a sudden grip, pulled the retreating Bernfeld back- ward. "Dig, damn you—dig!" and he drove his elbow sharply into the noddle of Sol's soft back. Bernfield, wincing with pain, hesitated John e;•€:d 'him %vit r suspicion. "Dig, you rotten crook," and Pug Malone gave him a second and much harder hook in the back as a crisp fifty dollar hill cause to light, Malone snatched this and handed it to John. 'fake that, son, you earned it An' you," turn- ing to Sol, "fade, an' fade fast, be - doors between the gym, at one end of the dance hall, and the private parlors and the bar. It was merely another picture of the overpowering city, so tremendous in its contrasts. Pug Malone, ex -prize fighter, and trainer for the Samson Sporting Club —a hard, honest, medium-sized, mid- dle-aged man, shorn of his illusions, watched over John Breen, John got up at six, with Malone, jumping sip in the brisk air when he skipped rope, swung the clubs and shadow boxed under the eye of the trainer 'who sat on the edge of his cot smokingmorning his pipe, After a half hour of this John turned out the blankets ' to air, and master 'and pupil met a string of, boys at the rear door of the club and ran hard for anoth- er half hour' before the awakening of the cit ytraffic, coming back to the club for a 'cold shower and a rub down, Malone and John then breakfasted alone, in a card room back of the bar, on large, bowls of oatmeal, ba- con and eggs, rolls and coffee. The day was spent in taking care of a string of fighters, boxing, rubbing and punching the bag, or working at the chest machines., Regular meals, clean air, and early to bed filled out his frame with an abounding health that glowed and sparkled through his clear skin in startling contrast to the sodden wrecks of men and ' wo- men drifting all about. After two months of training for condition, Malone initiated' John into the science of pugilism, coaching him behind closed doors in the art of jabbing, hooking, and blocking blows. He 'impressed upon him the. great value of infighting, and the se- cret of terrific punches with the crooked elbow, throwing the full force of the body. into the blow by applying the fundamental principles of mechanics and dynamic force. One day, after a long go with Ma- lone himself, the trainer, wiping a bleeding nose, and out of breath, re- marked shortly, "You'll do to take a crack at a few second raters." John. flushed. "Sure—you must always win, Don't forget that, John. Get the habit of always winnin'—always. It's the principle of success." And then John polished off a half dozen "set ups," third and ' second rate boys disposed of with startling rapidity and with cold .calculating precision. . Almost over night the. name of Fighting Breen, the welter appeared before the bar at that agi-. weight, became known on the Bow tating moment. "Well, I'll be damn- ery from Chatham Square to Coop- ed!" and Pug shot the water with er Union The Grogan Gang claimed such force it splashed the bar, him as one of their original mem- drowning -out the Scotch. "Here, bers and boasted of his renown. take some more,'' and'Pug passed Fighting Breen was on: the road to the bottle back to the customer who championship honors and rewards. spiked the drink liberally, wondering And 'at most of these fights, sit- what the excitement was all about. ting near the ringside, alone or with Judge Kelly, was the well-known sporting man, Gilbert Van Horn. He moody,discontented, pettish. Ma- lone studied the boy and wondered what poison was entering into him. when; they were engulfed in the heat of the great •municipal campaign of 1901. Malone sensed something strange in John, just what; be aftemptcd in vain to discover, But the boy, not- ing. a 'bar -room ' loafer silting at one of the tables thumbing a newspaper, knew that he was looking at a stip crior being, The bunt's clothes. might be foul he might be filthy 'in- side and out, buthepossessed a key, the great key to all, lie could read, John had grasped a word of two in casual contact with letters. He knew that R Y E spelled rye whis- key, and_ that BEER speeled beer, but the label Pilsener Genossen- schafts-Brauerei .was utter mystery., He did know that there were such things as letter and an alphabet But he knew of no way in which he. could go about the task of acquir- ing the art of reading, or of what he might find out should the gift come to him like magic in the night. For he did dream such miracles, of- ten, that he could read, and just as he was about to gain some mighty truth his fairy gift faded away. Then at times, he consoled himself with' the thought that it was no great gift after all. None of -the readers he saw were particularly wise, except, of course, his idol, Pug Malone. John's •. inability to read was brought to light one day. "Here's the story,i of my scrap with Stiftt.I just dug this, up in my old trunk. Lookit over, Jack, an' you'll see Stiftt topped me by ten pounds," and Pug held out the paper to .John. John took the paper, glanced at the full length wood -cut of Malone, middle weight champion, etc., etc., his eyes roaming over the figure . of his friend in fighting ` pose. Tears welled into his .eyes; the picture blurred; the red tinged sheet was not so crimson as. he. His blush of shame, and lois tear bath d looking ' t' ht t P e eyes, s rarg a ug, halted the trainer in his recital. "Pug, I can't read a damn word!" he said. "Can't read! Can't read the Gaz- ette?" Malone almost dropped a bot- tle of seltzer he was about to squirt into a highball, a customerhaving always , bet heavily on Fighting When Malone recovered the whis- ky bottle he turned to the boy. Tears glistened in John's eyes and stained This cheek where he had roughly dashed a sleeve across his face. A great lump rose in the throat of the trainer. He went to the end of the bar, poured out a large drink of cold black coffee and tossed it off. When the customer .had gone he returned to John. "Why in, tlht name of hell didn't you. tell me this before?" "Tao busy, Pug," the boy explain- ed haltingly. "1 wanted to snake goodat the scrapping. I ain't had no chance. I figured I was too old. So what's the use?" John's voice held a note of hopeless inaturity, Time, the master, had passed' him by. On leaving the . bar Pug and John walked into the gym and donn- ed gloves for their usual fast round before supper. Malone, scoring a hard left to the nose, drew blood, "There, son, you see you got .to go to school now." He carefully wiped the red smear from his glove with a towel,, while John laughingly held his bleeding nose. "It's night school for you, Night school with theist kyles an' Pollacks. You start tomorrow, kid, at the be innin',,o was p' Pug posi- tive. tive. "I'11 bet you'll be reedits' the Police Gazette in a month," he added hopefully. "030 '. -,ealtlit Service $annabfttnn x''13 OT T]RL•' ehieat , oujaadd un ssaitea•uy GEA NT 7I.EMING, PR. D+ ,., ASSOCIATE SECRETARY waamammaranwalsoaff EXPECTANT MOTHERS Pre -natal 'care is" essentially pre- " 030 re Pregnancy is a normal process through which the average healthy woman should be able to pass with- out any special danger. It is, how- ever, a condition which throws 'an unsual strain upon the body and it is necessary that the body should be. prepared for this additional strain: Every -expectant mother should re- ceive pre -natal care, Pre -natal care means that early in her prengancy the expectant mother goes to her doctor, The doctor makes the nec- essary examinations to ascertain the, condition of the woman. Through- out her whole pregnancy the woman remains under the regular supervis- ion of her doctor. There are many good reasons for pre -natal care. Some women are suffering from abnormal conditions which make pregnancy comparative- ly unsafe for them. They may not be aware of the fact that the have a contracted pelvis, or, that their heart or kidneys are not normal: The early discovery -of such conditions allows the doctorto plan for the special care such cases require. During pregnancy abnormal con- ditions develop in some cases. These conditions do not as a rule come on suddenly. In general they begin with some slight change which can be de- tected at that time by proper medi- cal examination, and, if treated, the more serious developments are pre- vented. ventive in -its nature. It provides the. supervision which is the only. practical means whereby expectant mothers'rpay be safeguarded from the conditions which sometimes ar- ise as a..anenace to health and life; No one can say in what woinan they will develop, so it is necessary to watch over allexpectant mothers through pre -natal care for all.. Not only is it desirable to make' pregnancy safe, but it should be made as comfortable .as possible, .If the condition of the mother is known the doctor can direct her niode of living so that her health will be .maintained and comfort secured at the same time.. It will be pointed out to the ex- pectant mother that her teeth should` be put in good condition. There is no reason why dental care should not be received during pregnancy, despite popular ideas to the contrary. It is important to eat the right. kinds of food at all times, and it is even more important than usual for the expectant mother to do 'so. THie food slie uses not only nourishes her own body, but provides the mater- ials required to build the body of her baby. Pre -natal care safeguards both the mother and the baby. . Questions concerning Health, ad- dressed to the Canadian Medical As- sociation, 184 College St., Toronto,. will be answered personally by let- ter. world. He plowed ahead with an en- ergy sustained by his magnificent vitality. In six months' time he had burst his prison bars. In his fever- ish research he ran beyond the lim- its of the school. In a year he car- ried on his quest to science and phil- osophy. The day John Breen first Stumbled into a second-hand book store he became aware of a vast mine of incalculable wealth. John trembled as he walked off with his treasures ,and then spent the night searching the pages, wring- ing from them the ecstasy that went into their making. (Continued Next Week) [Breen. ; v,,: SLAT'S DIARY "No" ,Malone was' 'Positive, "that By Ross Farquhar- boy's under my care. Never mind about meetin' him, now. He'll be a champion, then you can all meef him. The' kid's too young — don't give him bum ideas, You sports spoil toc many good fighters," Strangely, it was Marvin Kelly who wanted to talk with John Breen. Gilbert merely looked on. He had bought a Panhard, and on days fol- lowing the fights roared through the countryside in clouds of white dust, tearing up the waterpacked macad- am. People thought he was crazy in liis goggles and mask. He hardly knew whether he was or not. At Dobbs Ferry he upset a farmer's cart, the horses were really at fault, and the Morning Advertiser carried a long story of his doings. It seem- ed as if the Van Horns would al- ways lways be in the public eye. In the meantime, Malone, guard- ing John with the care of a father, placed his winnings in the Bowery Savings Bank, and John, at the time of the reform wave, engineered from the inside, had saved over four hund- red dollars and had also provdied himself with an elegant wardrobe. The lapse in the fighting game pleased hint for he was beginning to hate the contests, A feeling of hope- less unrest seized him. PIs .because John Breen knew no more where he was heading than did the :fust voyagers who sailed their crazy car- avels across the waters of a virgin Friday :They are a new fainly moved into Mn Crunches propety witch just cum frtun Germany and they ,got a little boy oney, 4 yrs. old an he can tawk German all reddy, The funny part of it is that he lernt German before he ' lernt Americkan so I gess be ;must be pritty smart. Saterday Mrs Gilleins Sister got back home last nite fruity her trip over into Wash- ington county and she says it must be a loan some road becuz, they seen the same fellow they'bit in the mor - ring when they cum home last "nite. Sunday—well today vyhen the fire Alar•nrrung and they sed the fire was. out at the sl:ool House roe ani! Jake got incorraged hitt coni to find out it was just a pile of trash 'out on the athalcttick Field, Monday= -I told Jane I lost• My a dollar today and itwood be kinda tuff becuz we had intended to go to. the Lon fate and she sed Dont let that worry you k feel offle sorry for you loseing yure , a dollar and I will think of you if I dont see your Mebby she thinks I am not a going.' to the Lon fate. well I have a No - shun to not go with her. Teusday — Mrs. Gillen sed when. she got marryed to her husband the intire Ceretnoney oney tuk a minit and a Pa sedhe fell out of a 1.3,p-• stares winder once in less time than that. Wensday—Ole man Crunch has- been deef for several yrs, and yes- terday . he got wired up with a new (angle, thing to mare him head and_ hes lissened to the raddio las nite and this morning he throated away his new fangie thing to make him hear. ' Thirsday—I went down to Unkle Hens this morning and he lent me his gun and he sed if you see any thing let it have both Barrels and I seen a big black Snake and slung the hole gun at him, and retirned to the 'lionise very recently. The visitor to the country was- questioning asquestioning the horse dealer's little son on platters pertaining to his fa- ther's business. • "What does yoiir father do when one of his horses is ill?" he asked: The boy ,looked rather puzzled. "Do you mean just ailing or very ill?" he asked. "Well, very ill," went on the vis- itor, "But why sto you ask that?" "When a horse is just ailing dad gives it medicine," explained the boy "but when it's very he sells it." * : * * Two men metin a village and of- ter,a few minutes conversation, one remarked: "You've heard' what they are saying about Smith;' do you sup-: posh` it's true?" "I 'don't 'know," replied the other, "but I . do know this, if you set a feather ' free at one end of the vill- age, it'll_ be a feather beet before it sets to the other." THE FAMILY NEXT DOOR BOY.. WOTTA DREAM! !. WHO WAS `?OUR SLIWC LAS -r mE` t / `?OU i30 WASV1 'NEM CASNAES 'tOURSEl.P AND WAWA 11-kt.tA V.Ittl *1'00 -AND WREN YOURt T1-1R0uG1-A WVSttj�' 'PRINT,t ° y4 Ati"[" Stt-1, TO CIIO tRS1`AIRS AND CLEAN tSPlAY OEN lirktog MA -YAt) 6,£1. h!ai' I l li' &Tt)..Ei sS d) dip a , E`1t SCEPh1N' IOMORt %.. CTs` ce. , 1.` WM'i; A MWROT , HON EY! , I DIDN'T -NdcAhi, A woos,) OF 1`C! 4otiEST INIOVWOiE) 1,4 JAY/ Vin It WOR 1 kat `'0t]Aspo. rt: N1Uivt131.IN Viii/ri<