"Home To My Mountains"

NZ Truth, Issue 1142, 20 October 1927, Page 12

"Home To My Mountains"

Jamito Writes of His Trials and Tribulations In Peru

Salvino Jamito was essentially an optimist and he was was always looking for the alleged silver lining in the dark clouds.

VERY few men were given the opportunities that were presented to Jamito in both Australia and New Zealand, but money mattered not with the little Filipino and it went through his hands like water through a sieve. It was always a case of to-mor-row looking after itself. So when it came time for "Jammy" to depart for other climes he was anything but overloaded with wealth. To Panama he went and .from there he went down to Lima, Peru, a very wild and woolly burg — according to all accounts. This week a letter arrived from the little fellow and^ is given below: i "How are you I now? I hope you ' are keeping- very well. "About my- self and Ted Scott. Still going stronger, but Ted had very bad luck last fight here in Lima, Peru. "He got K.O. flrst round, because he was very weak. He take lot a weight in three days before the fight, about lOlbs., any-how he fought "Very Game. "Well, How is the Game now in New Zealand? Any Profsicional fight in Wellington since I left? . "Well, I will let you know my flrst fight here in South America will be 29

of this month (August). The winner of Atincio and Lambardo, on the 21 of this month. So, I will training now very hard every day because this two boys very good boy, especially Lambardo. "He fought all the best boys in New York, including Kid Kaplan ana Babe Hernan so I have a tought proportion. "Any-how I try my best to win this fight, because the Commission of Boxing of Buenos Arris want me to signe for three fight over there farther of Sougth Amirica. "Well, I will let you know. Ted leaves for Panama after his fight here. He left me by myself here. I ain surprise to him. "Any-how I clo not care, I old enough, to look my self, but not fair, because Manager necessary look every things for training and hour fight." It is easy to picture Jamito left on his own, mooching down the boulevard, plaza or whatever they call their streets in Lima. He would bring vividly to mind that once popular song: "I Ain't Nobody's Darling." But whatever be the outward appearance, it would be a good guess to say that he had no idea there was any HllP.h thinrv nc tn.mnWAiir