Richard Connell,
Tiger Syrup
(1920)
“ The fighting spirit of the cave-man defending his mate showed in his contracted face. “Accursed One,” sang Bo Clancy, leading with his left. “Yuh can't fight. The Evil Spirit's put the curse on yuh.” “He has, has he,” said Coco between his teeth, and countered with a right that staggered Clancy. Then the Coco of the ring became the panther-blacksnake Coco of the gym, and for concentrated fierceness of attack I've never seen anything to beat the way the little darky tore into his bigger opponent. ”
