Many a picture has been taken in Madison Square Garden, Manhattan, of reeling, dripping men with their eyes swollen shut, their noses bleeding, their knees weak, their arms painfully raised to strike each other more blows for the glory of becoming champion pugilists or for the bald necessity of fighting to earn a livelihood. People glance idly at these fight pictures at home, in the newspapers.
Last week people looked at a new kind of fight picture, 25,000 of them journeyed daily to Madison Square Garden to see it. They had long...
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