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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.
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-Chiropractic and Electro Therapy.
Graduates of Canadian Chiropractic
College, Toronto, and National Col-
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Out of town and night calls res-
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' 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.
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EXPECTANT MOTHERS Pre -natal 'care is" essentially pre-
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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."
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