1906. The book begins: Excuse me, mister man, but ain't you-Hello,
yourself Blamed if I didn't think there was somethin' kind of
natural about the looks, as you come pikin' by. How're they
runnin', eh? Well say, I ain't seen you since we used to hit up the
grammar school together. You've seen me, eh? Oh, sure I'd forgot.
That was when you showed up at the old Athletic club the night I
got the belt away from the Kid. Doin' sportin' news then, wa'n't
you? Chucked all that now, I s'pose? Oh, I've kept track of you,
all right. Every time I sees one of your pieces in the magazines I
reads it. And say, some of 'em's kind of punk. But then, you've got
to sling out somethin; or other, I expect, or get off the job.
Where do you dig up all of them yarns, anyway? That's what always
sticks me. You must knock around a whole bunch, and have lots
happen to you. Me? Ah, nothin' ever happens to me. Course, I'm
generally on the move, but it's just along the grub track, and that
ain't exciting. See other titles by this author available from
Kessinger Publishing.
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