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SHOWMAN
ment. Originally, we planned to have Corbett box the kangaroo, but the possibility of his getting accidentally damaged ruled that out on second thought. We asked Daly if he'd mind taking the Australian on— why not? He said sure— he didn't even bother with a rehearsalsaid he'd carry the poor beast along for a while and give the audience its money's worth.
None of us had ever seen a kangaroo in the ring before. You've probably seen them in circuses since— they do box naturally with their dinky little forelegs. What we didn't know was that they also have a habit of tipping back on their huge tails and letting fly with their tremendous hind legs with a kick that, under the right circumstances, will tear a man open. Daly found out about that when, for our first show, he got into the ring with the gentleman from Australia. He feinted and then slapped the kangaroo one on the jaw to see how he liked it. The kangaroo reared back, unwound one hind leg and knocked Daly clean across the ring. The audience howled with delight— and I howled with laughter. Daly's expression as he picked himself up was something choice.
'Til fix this long-legged devil," he said, as soon as he got his breath back, and waded in. The Australian didn't have a chance to get set for another kick. It was clip, clip, clip, as fast as Daly could land with both fists, and then a crusher on the side of the head that laid the kangaroo out cold. It was all of a week before he'd recovered, and in the meantime the feature of the
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