CALLOUSNESS.

NZ Truth, Issue 998, 10 January 1925, Page 11

CALLOUSNESS.

K.o.'d Boy Left to It. Then we saw this trainer-manager m a different role. The next fight he was chief second m a corner, and when his lad was knocked as cold as a cucumber he stood looking at the recumbent form with his mouth open. It was some time before the lad's corner realised it was a very opportune moment to gather up the slumbering boxer. The fight was over! The first to come to life was the , official , second m the corner. He, m a x rather sarcastic tone, asked the chief second to get m and bring the lad to his corner, adding: "Don't you know your job?" This was too much for this trainer-manager; his dignity had been touched. So what did he do? His manner was illuminative of the quantity and the quality of the feeling m his breast. With a grand flourish he waved the towel m the air and said: 4 "GO ON, YOU'RE DOIN' IT." A beautiful state of affairs, all will admit. But true, nevertheless, and one of the most callous pieces of work I have ever witnessed at the ring side.