Boxing

In Manhattan, a Hebrew lean as a knife-blade was introduced to a squat Italian. Instantly the Italian tried to hit the Hebrew in the face. A furious scuffle ensued, continued. Some twelve minutes later a doctor was bending anxiously above the Italian--one Edward Shea of Chicago--while the Hebrew--Charley ("Phil") Rosenberg-- remained bantamweight champion of the world. It had been an unusual fight for the reason that Rosenberg, though cannier than his challenger, disdained to employ the artful dodges of science, but traded punches with the wild-eyed, bloody-mouthed, berserk Shea. Many who saw the little men belabor each other thought of another battle in which a champion who could box met a challenger who could hit, said: "The biggest thrill since Dempsey smacked Firpo. . . "

In Columbus, Kan., Middleweight Champion Harry Greb won a newspaper decision over one Billy Britton in a bout arranged by the Anti-Horse Thief Association.

Siki. Senegalese ("Battling Siki")

(real name Louis Fall) onetime (1922-23) light-heavyweight champion of the world, was lumbering home along a dark street in Manhattan last week, when he spied two men fisticuffing under a street light. Thinking to teach them a lesson, he banged their heads together. A knife flickered; Peacemaker Siki fell to the ground with a great wound in his cheek. The physician who stitched him together some hours later expressed doubt that the amazed Senegalese would ever fight again.

But nonetheless Siki improved in health. It was found that after all his jugular vein had not been severed. His wife came to call on him and he demanded "clo's." She opined that he had best remain in the hospital for a while in pajamas. It appeared, after she had gone, that he did not acquiesce in her proposal. He fixed his eye on a press observer who was standing near by. Siki staggered weakly out of bed, seized the reporter's arm for support, marched out of the hospital, into the street. There he hailed a taxicab and disappeared again into the places where he disappears.