In the audience which warmly greeted the début of a contralto in Minneapolis were many sharp- seeing critics of pugilism. They were not always sure of the correct moment to applaud, but when they got the "tip" from others, they joined raucously in the hand-slapping. They did not "razz" as was their wont when displeased at prize fights. They were the former pals and admirers of Billy Miske, deceased pug, whose widow has assumed concert singing as her mode of breadwinning. Miske made a fortune in the ring, lost it in investments.
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