JSM THE MILKEH.

NZ Truth, Issue 174, 17 October 1908, Page 6

JIM THE MILKER.

Now that i>here is a great boom., m fighting matters and Tomy Burns and Bill Squires have made themselves imortal for all time* and both of them being honorable men, now yer must know that this is" the time, the time is ripe when Bill Kiser ought to be brought over here to fight Burns or Squires. Of course I don't know whether eilher of them would meet such a chap or not. Anyhow Bill Kiser might be invited to come to Wellington and fight. Now you must know that as a cove who has betted a lot of jokers m me time that I would bo glad to see Kiser or Bill Kiscr appear m the ring, the "Truth" as a sporting paper mi^ht do this. Bill Kiser is always looking for lash, he says that

he has a mailed fist, and can bash any cove on the face of the earth. Now if Bill Kiser could be brought m front ot Burns or Squires notwithstanding his knuckle-dusters and mailed fist, he would be a quiet cove when Squires was done with him. The public- at large will back Burns or Squires to the last dollar to knock Bill Kiser out m short time. Old King Neddy has too large guts to light either Squires or Burns. Let me tell yer that I (Jim the Milker) will fight either Bill Kiser or Neddy Wiggins (alisas King Neddy), each or both of them for their neck and pluck. But 1 expect both Bill Kiser and Ned Wiggins can only skite at a long distance, where they know that they are safe also where I can't give them a lift on the jaw, yet both of these coots carry a long cheese knife and defies coves at a long distance to tackle them. They are safe, if they come the bosses wife is willing to go into the ring and smite them on the point without fuss. Yet Bill Kiser puts imself up as a great sportsman so does King Neddy. Yer will hear from time to time that Bill Kiser or Neddy Wiggins has made a great bag of game yet these same coots forgets to tell the public that they get their game keeper to 'tie a lot of tame hens and ducks by the legs while Bill Kiser and King Neddy knocks their heads off at short range and has coves handing them loaded guns fer that purpose. Yet 3'er will^see m the daily tripe papers great sporting worick by the Kiser and Ned Wiggins. Once it was reported that Wiggins (alias King Neddy) and his oldest kid shot m a frig'htfull snow storm m the canitoal districts of the highlands of Scotland, now fancy such a lie. The truth is that they went into a farm yard and after paying a' lot of yokels to wring the necks of every cock and hen on the premises, they sent out all oyer the place to have hens ducks and geese brought m m barrow loads then reported ttiat they •ha.d great sport. This is all very well but neither King Neddy or his son know anything about . sport. I remember when ,poor George Wiggins (Prince of Wales) was here he had a bile on his nose that < looked like Tona-ariro m eruption. All the' same, the coves with the boyangs round his legs had to pay four thousand quids fir his drink". Of course the poor coves got none of it, but it was passed through the house and paid. Now me and the bosses wife hopes that "Truth" will do its best to bring over Bill Kiser to fight me 0r... Burns, or Squires. 1 must tell yer that Bill Kiser wears an iron pot on his head.. .with a long spike sticking out of the top so that me, Burns or Squires would have to see that he took it off before he went into the ring.. The bosses wife tells- me that Bill. Kiser wears the spike m case coves give him a bash, on .the head. ' ' JIM THE MILKER. (P.S.— At the present time there is a great uproar m the Balkans, ,a storm m a tea pot. Well, if the authorities want to quell the riot (which they don't) let them send for me, Bill Squires and Tomy Burns and we will soon put a set on them. Of course the whole trouble is that a few bastard Kings and Princes* also a wheen lewd woman want to N plunder the /people at large, fey crips the cove with the .bozangs has to pay the bill and yer Kings and Queens they pay nothing. Their trade is to fight, a lot of kidds who they fall princes, and demand that coves shall keep them 'm debauchery for all time.— J.M.)