DUNCAN C. ROSS.

Temuka Leader, Issue 2154, 24 January 1891, Page 3

DUNCAN C. ROSS.

The following good yarn is told about Mr Boss by the correspondent of a Home paper ; About the first one I met was Mr Duncan Boss, who appeared at O’Brien’s Opera House recently, I used to know him ia Cleveland, Ohio. He is a jolly good fellow, and is about as full ef good stories as any man I know of. He is very gentlemanly in his manner, and says what he thinks. He told me rather an amusing incident about one day he was up north in a newspaper office, talking to the city editor, when a good-sized Irishman, though not a circumstance in size to Bass, rushed into the office and slapping a paper on the city editor’s desk, demanded, “ Who wrote that article about me P Where’s the man; show him to me and I’ll —,” The oity editor pointed to Boss, who, catching the joke, stood up and quietly remarked, “I wrote that article; what is it you wish to say about it.” The Irishman took in the situation at a glance, and was convinced he would hardly be half a match for the giant athlete. There was a pause, and Boss remarked in a much louder tone; “ What remarks have you to make regarding that item ? ” “ Oh, yes,” replied the man from the Emerald Isle, “ I came up to tell you it’s a fine article.” Like most Scotchmen, Boss when a friend is a good one, and I have often heard of his helping an unfortunate fellow along for months at a time. He rarely, if ever, forgets a face, and never lets an injustice go unavenged. He says he likes his profession, but will not enter any more wrestling matches.