A cold, round moon floated over Jersey City, looked down through the smoke veil spread over factories and freight yards, beheld a vast saucer full of humanity grouped about a luridly lit central platform. On the platform, the moon saw two huge men, one coffee-colored, one swart and hairy, pummeling each other clumsily. The moon, sickened and disappointed, sailed away and sank.
The saucer full of humanity, 80,000 strong, was also sickened and dis- appointed, drifted away grumbling, muttering. It had assembled to see the two huge men do brilliant battle. Instead, these men,...
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