Sawdust and Resin – Strength Magazine – March, 1927

After that came the canvas floor and plush ropes. What next? Fist fighting is one fine puzzle when you compare it with any other sport. Within a very few years it has emerged from being considered a debasing spectacle to a state of refinement that borders on the pink tea program. There are, no doubt, many of us who can remember the day when news of a proposed fight was passed around with whispered word and furtive look, and in order to see the scrap you had to sojourn to a secluded spot or empty barn. In those surroundings, with a constant fear of police intrusion, the principals would wallop the daylight out of each other. That was not so long ago.