wouldn't
ride a mile to attend church.

We wish men would not fight, but if they want to they should either be
allowed to, or else all other kinds of foolishness should be suppressed.
If every respectable business man in this country could box as well as
Sullivan there would not be as much crime as there is to-day. Suppose
all the men that have been robbed in the past year by cowardly sand
baggers, could have "put up their hands," and knocked the robbers
into the middle of next week, wouldn't there be fewer headaches and
heartaches, fewer widows mourning their murdered husbands, and fewer
orphans?

It is against the law to carry weapons, and yet if a man opens a
boxing-school to teach men to defend themselves, and fit them so they
can knock the hind sights off a robber, he is frowned upon. We want to
see the time when every young man has got muscle, and knows how to use
it, and then there will be fewer outrages. If a respectable citizen has
a daughter that is the pride of his heart, he had rather she would go to
a theatre or a party with a man who can protect her with his strong
arm than with an effeminate curiosity that has his brain parted in the
middle, and who would be afraid to meet a dwarf in the dark.

We advise every boy who reads _The Sun_ to throw away the revolver he
has bought to carry in his pistol pocket, or sell it to some coward, and
use the money to hire somebody to teach him to box, and to strike a
blow that will make any person sick to his stomach who insults the boy's
sister. Just depend your muscle to get through the world. If the boy's
people are truly good and want him to go to Sunday-school he should do
it, and learn all that is good, but he should want a little exercise
with his hands between meals, and learn the efficacy of two fists, for
sometimes they come handy.

We have heard of cases in prayer meetings where deacons got to fighting,
even in this State, and a fellow that could use his fists best stood up
the longest, though a chair was used by the opponent. We know ministers
in Wisconsin who are good boxers, and while they would not teach boxing
from the pulpit, they would not object to see every boy know how. Since
the tramps have been knocking people down in Indianapolis, we have been
anxious to hear that one of them has tackled our old friend, Rev. Myron
Reed; as we know that tramp would go to the hospital dead sure. Boys,
learn to box.

MISDEAL IN A SLEEPING CAR.

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