Cinder Path Tales

AND EVERY ONE A WINNER 199 The third round started much like the others, but nowon Paddy's face was not the foolish smile of the first, nor the dubious look of the second. "Misther Brown "had told him what to do, he was supremely con­ fident in my wisdom, and had no doubt of the result. His mouth was firm and his eyes clear as he faced his opponent and waited for his opportunity. I could see that Johnson did not half like the change. He was altered too, his face had grown cruel,his eyes fierce, and he came in like a tiger crouching for a spring. The joke was all gone out of the game now;he must knock Paddy out in the next three minutes or the fifty dollars would be forfeited. Nothing but ablow in the right spot would be of any use, and it must have the full swing of the body behind it. I could see plainly by his high guard that he feared nothing fromPaddy buta swing on the head, and I doubt if he thought of much elsebe­ side how he could land on the point of Paddy's jaw just the right blow. As I knelt between Jim and Harry, peering through the ropes, I made up my mind that Paddy had good enough advice if he knew how to use it. As usual, Johnson steppedin, leading with his left a light tap, meant only to open up