About ten years ago the city of Syracuse, N. Y. became highly conscious of a lively young man named La Verne Moore. Son of a churchgoing steel mill worker named Matthew Moore, whose other offspring were two beautiful daughters and a son who lived up to his name of Harold, La Verne was nicknamed "Bull" because of his phenomenal physique, his excellence at games, his unruly disposition.
For strength, Bull Moore was marvelous. He could fight three men at a time, toss a waiter across the bar of a lunch counter, lift the...
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