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V eteran Scribe j Picks Firpo to j" Beat Dempsey Say* Champion Isn't Greatest Fighter That Ever Lived —S elected \. Gibbons. By ALSPINK. HERE ar.- sport writers In this country who walk the shady side of the street In sum mer time like a pig with straw In its mouth waiting to pee which way the wind is going to | blow. ' There are oth ers who are al ways open and fair and willing to hazard a guess on a prize fight or anv other old thing and willing, too, to stand by i heir prediction before and after the 'act. I haver lost many friends In my long life by being too frank in such -natters and will be frank enough to admit that I have as often picked the loser as the winner. I will admit, too, that the majority have been on the opposite side when I picked mine and that T wag often mistaken in my earlier views. I picked Gibbons to give Dempsey the battle of his life. And Tom did that. Now I pick Firpo to beat Dempsey, although nearly every one of the great fight experts are on the other side. Would Beat Dempsey. A great many of the experts tell you how Dempsey is the greatest fighter that ever lived. That Is because they never saw I many of the other great fighters In action. I have watched the big fellows for nearly BO years, saw them all In their great fights and can therefore speak intelligently and to the point as to how clever and active they were, as to their skill as boxers and all that. Jem Mace, the great English boxer i f BO years ago, would have made t chopping block of Dempsey, and John L. when In his fighting prime would have beaten Dempsey to death while big Jim Jeffries would have put Dempsey away with his first blow. Dempsey would have been even a mark for Bob Fitzsimmons, with the t'ornlshman giving the present cham pion 30 pounds tn the weight* at that. Opinions Differ. This being true, I look on Dempsey as a very ordinary fighter, one who has won his reputation by bowling over a lot of "big bums" and has beens. I do not look for him to bowl pver Firpo because the South American i» neither a “big bum" nor a "has-been,” And besides that he has Dempsey beaten 30 pounds in the weights. Well, just glance at the measure ments of the two and judge for your telf: LUIS FIRPO. J .TACK ItEMPSET. Arc ..26 year*. Arc .2s years Weigh t ... 220 Ibr Weigh' 190 lbs. Height..* ft. 2 In I HelRht ...6 ft. Neck .It In.J Neck .17 in. keacli .79 In.f Reach . . . . .73 In. Ill rpe .... 114 In Pier I, .15 in. CheM, normal 44 In.'Chest, normal 41 In. Cheat, exp.. 46 4, In.| Cheat, *-xp..44W In Waist .361, In. Wale' .42*4 In. Wrlta .64» In.I Wrist . In. Thigh .23k In.) Thigh .22 In. ,-a!f 15 In.I Calf .16 In. A n k 1 - 944 in. (Ankle ... .9 In But here is another reason Firpo should win. He lias been fighting right along while Dempsey has scarcely turned a wheel in the past two years. Here is the Dempsey and Firpo record for the past two years: Dempsey Two-Year Record. :4?2—Nothing doing 102':-July 4—Tom tllbbons won. 16 -ounda. Firpo Two-Yosr Kerord. 1922— Sailor Maxetad, knockout, 17 rounds. J, McCann, knockout, alz rounds. Jack Herman, knockout, fir* round*. Jim Tracey, knockout, four rounds. 1923— Bill Brennan. knockout, 12 rounds. Jack McAuliffe, knockout thre* rounds. Joe White, knockout, two round*. Jea* Willard, knockout, eight round* Jim Hubbard, knockout, three round*. Then, too, look back over the rec ords and you will see that none of the heavyweight champions has last ed much over fouf years. The crown was nearly always knocked oft their heads after they had worn It that long For this and the other reasons set forth above, i. e , that Firpo out weighs Dempsey and that he Is In e.very way a bigger and stronger man, 1 look for the South American to win, for, unlike these eastern ex perts, I have very little faith In Dempsey’s science and so-called skill is a boxer. If he has any skill or science I have never discovered It, but admit ting that he has something of that sort, I honestly believe that it will be of no avail when Firpo's rabbit punches and hard knocks are sent flying in the direction of our ship yard champion. Golfers Turning Up for Big Tournament Chicago, Sept. It.—Star golfers to ny began arriving for the national amateur championship, which will bo contested at the Floesmoor Coun try club, beginning Saturday, with 18 holes of medal piny. The entries have already reached a total of 18B, and the number who will tee off for the qualifying round Is expected to run well above 200. The defending title holder, Jess Sweetser of New York. |s expected to begin practice over the links soon. < bul ge von Elm of Salt Eako City, l bah, former transmlsslsslppl cham pion who was recently restored to amateur standing, has already played tile li.704 yard Jinks And scored a 73, one under par. Hobby Jones of Atlanta, recent win ner of the national open crown, plans to make n practice round of Floss moor before Saturday and his udmlr ■ rs are predicting that ho will Join 'tie very few who have been able to Play Floesmoor In less than 70 st roke. t’hick Evans, Roh Oardner snd Ibnve Herron, three local former champions, are already familiar with tlie diflb-ult links ) EDDIE’S FRIENDS The Fellow Still Wearing a Straw. <50 AHEAD MOO Y^^ i OJ/KJDBA6S- GtOODTiy\& ' */0onset-uEs - x'm - <xO'AJ6r TO COEAG Tjis UAH BokjkjbX >4S tOMCz 'S—> AS ITS MOT \ —} HE'LL 6*ET Mi PELT MAT APTER MlS UJM=E (SETS ME.R FALL ,__ MATS 1 WEAR <-/OuR OOER Jcoat All summer TO (SET TAB USE i our or= it - ? L \ AAJSOMER ^tTMAT-j —<; ! I 01923 mrr urrt fUTunt Scwvk«. Rumor That McGraw May Buy Williams Pittsburgh, Sept. 11.—Cy Wil liam* to be a Giant next year? Such is the unanimous belief of the Reds and Pirates. The tip is out, strong, that John McGraw figures Long Cy was the one man he needs to carry oil the good work of tlie Giant* for 1921. Williams, on the Polo grounds, might outshine Habe Ruth's record. Many of Ids hits at Philadelphia strike the right field wall and bounce back. These same drives at New York would go right into the stand for home runs, while those Cy now sends over the Philadelphia fence would nestle in the upper deck at the Polo grounds. Williams ought to make 50 home runs at New Y'ork and ought to lie a wonderful reinforcement to the Giant tribe. In return for lamg ( y. tlie Quakers will receive probably Stengel nr Cunningham and a bunch of money. The Omaha Buffaloes and Okla homa City Indians will open their delayed three-gams series with a doubJeheader at league park tomor row afternoon. Several Omaha football roaches and officials attended Coach Henry Schulte's school of Instruction for grid coaches at the Chamber of Com merce yesterday. Coach Schulte ex plained the rules and the changes In the old rules. It Is said that Luis Angel Flrpo never cracks a smile. Probably In is saving up for tlie last laugh. I)ifk Grotte, president of the Ne braska State Baseball league, has called a meeting of the circuit for tonight at Lincoln. Creighton High school's football candidates did not start grid prai tlce yesterday The first call to the gridiron will be sounded this after noon. 1 ■ 1 I I — ... ' ■ Cy sei: ‘That old motto. Talk ia cheap,' la all wrong hi baseball. Any uni pire can make conversation very expensive to a player." The annual election of Omaha Field club directors will be held today. Zev's chances of being selected to represent American 3-year-olds In the international horse race next month against Papyrus, England derhy win ner, were endangered yesterday when It was learned he had Injured a foot. _ Some well meaning friend sug gested to Tom Falrweather, the Sioux City club’s manager, that he should reduce his girth by rim linual practice with the dumbbells. And Tom sadly answered that lie hadn't done much else all season. Blossom Neeley has picked Ilemp sey to put Mr. I.uls Angel Elrpo to sleep In the fourth round. ■lack Kenault, who meets Tiny Her man here Thursday, September 20, will arrive In'Omaha several days before the bout and train before Omahans. flown In Kansas there's a sheriff who uses an airplane for trans porting prisoners. Must be a fly cop. ------ Oklahoma City and Tulsa are fled for the leadership of the Western j league Tulsa plays at De* Moines I today, while the Indians are idle. The funeral of John (Hols) Miller, former manager of the San Francisco ball dub of the (.'oast, league, w ho I died of tuberculosis Inst week, was 1 held yesterday nt Kearney, X. J Harry Vance, former Nebraska State leaguer, was onee turned down by Miller llugglns. It's a wise guy who call tell wlmt's in a ■*tcher hy looking nt the outside. Mike Howard, wrestling coach at the University of low’a last year, has been matched to meet Charles Cutler in a match In Chicago, September 2*3 Furred nff the mile dirt track Iij ft foot of mud, which made racing on It Impossible, thn grand clrciill races at Syracuse yesterday were staged on the Inner cinder track bulll ( "specially foe this purpose I 1 ' Joe McGinmty Signs to Pitch for Des Moines Des Moines, la., Sept. II_.Joe MrGinnlty, 52-year old pitcher anil manager of tile Dubuque team of the Mississippi Valley league and famous "iron man” of major league baseball two decades ago, has been signed by the lies Moines team of file Western league anil will pitch for Des Moines against the Sf. Jo seph club here next Sunday aUei nism. President K. I- Keyset- ofthe Des Moines eluh has ntinmini-ed. McGinuity only will pitch the one game here. MeGinnitiy's team won the cham pionship of its league, whose sea son closed several days ago. Burgess Bedtime Stories By THORNTON W. IH RGE30 The hraveet Is one who will tome way or other, t'orgetful of »elf. ri*k hi* I f* for another. —Old Mother Nature. The Bravery of Mrs. Happy -lark. It was Mrs. Happy Jack Squirrel who had barked a warning just In time to save Happy Jack from the great claws of Mrs. Hedtall the Hawk. Peeping out of the entrance to their homo in the btg beech tree s.'e had seen Mrs. Redtail just in the nick of time. Happy Jack had been so busy playing a game of hide-and-seek with Redtall that he had had no eyeB for anything else. So had it not been for Mrs. Happy Jack's warning he would have iicen caught by Mrs. Redtall. Now, Mrs. Hippy Jack was safe light where she was. AH she hart to Ho was to stay there, Khe knew It. Mhe hadn’t liked it when Happy Jack had foolishly gone out to dare Red tail the Hawk, hut she hadn't worried much. She had felt that It was a foolish thing to do. hut she felt that Happy Jack was quite able to look out for himself. Now it was a very different matter. Happy Jack had two hawks to dodge instead of only one, There was a! ways a chance that In d.slglng one he would run right into the claws of the other. She saw that he was grow ing tired. She saw that he no longer moved as quickly as at flest. "I've got to help him.” said Mrs. Happy Jack to herself. "I don’t know what I can do. but I've got to do something. Oh. dear! Oh, dear! Why couldn't he have been satisfied to have kept out of sight? Oho-o!” This was a little shriek, for Redtall had all but caught Happy Jack. Mrs. Happy Jack waited no longer She scrambled out of her home and up toward where Happy Jack was dodging about to keep out of those dreadful claws of Redtall the Hawk and Mrs. Redtall. "If (here are two of us." thought she. "those terrible Hawks are not likely to try for Just one. They will bq greedy and want both of us. Perhaps one will try to catch me, and the other will try to catch Happy Jack. If we each have only one to dodge we can do It until there Is a chance to get away." So Mrs. Happy Jack bravely ran out In plain sight of Mrs. Redtall. Mrs. Redtall had Just swooped and missed Happy Jack. She made a quick turn and swooped at Mrs. Hap py Jack. Meanwhile. Happy Jark had successfully dodged Redtall. "Here's another!” screamed Mrs. Redtall, as she made that first swoop at Mrs. Happy Jack. "You catch one and I’ll catch the other!" This was Just what Mrs. Hnppy Jack wanted. She took dreadful chsnres Jus* to keep Mrs. Redtnll after her. Tills marie It easier for Happy Jack. All the time both of them were watching for a chance to get over Into another tree. They didn't want to run hack Into their home for fear that those Mg hawks might tear it to pieces You know It was their summer home made of sticks and leaves. Now, Redtall ami Mrs. Redtall had hunted squirrels before. They knew' that the thing to do was to keep them In that tree, and so they didn't give them a chance to run out along one of the branches and leap Into the next tree "I'm afraid I can’t hold, out mueh longer," panted Happy Jack. "You niust!” panted Mrs. Hnppy Jack. Then once more both drslged their enemies. " ‘upyrlgM. 1*23 1 The next story: "I'nexpected Hi ;p, iIinI Kller, nioniher of the lllta t in. In n*»l N’m! i * > r i h Is, who ri*frat«*r1 (h • i i Am*ri< in« tor Ih* world'* ij»l# ... i. • »* •i i jr n ••• t by »|ia I'lHubiir* NnMoiit* rmnrt.,1 to Mi»rtair*r M<‘K«rhnl». • it work. Filter ha* hern mntmri. *.■ t ♦,» Mnin,' Hi nr l Inf 'lm. in ihn Ml'* linn* IvitfUs *ui the I.UJL imu twaenit*. < MlCHAEL^f CfoALLORAN BY GENE STPATTON PORTED 8YNOPIS. Michael O'Balloran. an orphan new* hoy. find* » little lame girl *cr«tining with fright for f«*»r that "hr will be i<la ed in an orphanage. Her grand mother ha* Ju*t died. Mickey I* nympa thetie and take* file child to hi* hom« mill attcmptw to car* for her. OruglH* Itriiif, a corporation lawyer, list* 11 Mickey and want* to adopt lilm an hi* little brother. However, before he ran mention the Mihject. Mickey dis appear*. He te||*» all of thl* to l^*lie Minton, hi* sweetheart, and declare* that he will find Mickey yet. Mickey in the meantime *frtifgle* to get tiling* for I.lly Pearlie*. the little lame girl. He find* that it I* Impoa *ih!e to tell anyone about her for fear that anv stranger will force him to pot the child in an orphanage One woman threaten* I hi* and Mir key leave* her. «J**t»*r mined to help no one for fear that In the conversation he will tell about the girl. lie ha* hardly g«n« .» block wlien a woman fall* and "trike* her bend, losing cnn*cioO"ne»». lie help* Uike her to a hospital. There he meeU a nur*e who give* him thing* for I cue he* and Instruct* him In how to rare for her. I long las 11 nice and 1 e*lie Minton be come engaged and on the morning fol lowing their betrothal go to the *wump to make the Imeket a* agreed. (Continued from Yesterday) “But, leslic!” cried Douglas, “there were only two bankets when I favored that. Had the fringed orchids been lure then, I most certainly should have chosen them. I think yours far the mf'Sf exquisite! I claim it row. Will you give it to me?” “Surely! I d love to," laughed the girl. „ “If you have finished with us. snl,l Mrs. Minturn decidedly. "I want to thank you for the pleasure of see ing these, and. I.eslie, some day 1 really think I shall try that bird music. The Idea Interests me more TTwn anything 1 ever heard of. If it were true, it would be wonderful. • new experience!" "If you want to hear for yourself, make it soon, because now is nesting time: not attain until next spring will the music ho so entrancing I can gn anv day." •■I'll look over my engagement* and call you. If one ever had a minute to spare!" "Another of the Joys of wealth said I.eslie. "Only th • poor can afford to 'loaf and Invite their souls ' The (lowers you will see will delight your • yes, quite as much es the music your ears." "I doubt your logic, hut I'll try the birds Are you coming. Mr. Mln turn?" "Not unless you especially wish me Are these for sale?" he asked, pick ing up the moccasins “Only those." replied the florist. "Send your bill." he said, turning with the basket. "How shining a thing Is consis tency!" sneered his wife. "Tou con demn the riches you never have been able to amass, but at the same time spend like a millionaire." "I never said I was not able to gain millions," replied Mr. Minturn coldly. "I have had frequent opportunities! BASEBALL TODAY double-header Omaha vs. Okl. City Flrat Oama 2 P. M. LADIES.10^ RIDE IN THE NEW V-63 Cadillac Building TODAY A revelation in smooth ness—a new style. “Fx/yect Great Things" f! t I Omaha Bee f “Want" Ads Produce the Producer l For Help Use \ Help Wanted \ Classification \ i a Call ATIantic 1000 I merely j-efused them, because I did not consider them legitimate. As for my method In buying flowers, In this one instance, price does not matter. You can gueBs what I shall do with them.” "I couldn’t possibly!” answered Mrs. Mlnturn. “The only sure ven ture I could make is that they will not by any chance come to me.” “No. These go to baby Elizabeth,” he said. “Do you want to come with me to take them to her?” With an audible sneer she passed him. He stepped aside, gravely rais Ing his hat. while the others said goodby to him and followed. Lslie was glad to reach the rich woman’s door and deposit her there. As the car sped away the girl turned n despairing face toward Dong las: “For the love of Moikc!” she cried. “Isn’t that shocking? Poor Mr. Mlnutnr!” ”1 d<»i’t pity him half so much as t do her.” he answered. ‘‘What must a woman have suffered or been through, to warp, twist and harden her like that?” "Society life," answerpd Leslie, “as it Is lived by people of wealth who are aping royalty and the titled classes.” CHAPTER V. Utile Brother. “Now what am I going to do yet to make the day shorter. Lily?” asked Mickey. ‘‘I guess I got everything,” she an swered. "There's mV lunch. Here's my pictures to cut. Here's my lesson to learn. There's my sky and bird crumbs. Mickey, sometimes they hop right In on the sheet. Y’est'day one tried to get my lunch. Ain't they sasev?” "Yes,’’ said Mickey, "They tight worse than rich folks. I don't know why the Almighty pays attention If they fall.” “We got to wake up and make something of ourselves.” said Mickey. "I<et me see If you know your lesson for today yet. There is the picture of the animal—there is the word that spells its name. Now what is it?” "Milk!'’ answered Peaches, her eyes mischievous. Mickey held over the book chuck ling. “All right! There is the word for that. too. For being so smart. Miss Chicken, you can learn It ‘fore you get any more to drink. If I have good luck today. I’m going ♦>»• blow in about 6 o’clock with a slate and pencil for you; and then you can print the words you learn, and make pic tures. That’ll help make the day go a lot faster.” “Oh it goes fast enough now,” said Peaches. ”1 love days with you and the window and the birds. I wish they'd sing more though." She held up her arms. Mickey sub mitted to a hug and a little cold dab on his forehead, counted his money, locked the door and ran. He secured his papers, and glimpsing the head lines, started on his beat crying them lustily. Mickey knew that washing, better air, enough food and oil rubbing were improving Peaches. What he did not know was that adding the interest of her presence to his life, even though it made his work heavier, was show ing on him. He actually seemed big ger, stronger, and hi* face brighter and fuller. He swung down the street thrusting his papers right and left, crossed nd went up the other side, watching closely for a customer. It 10 o'clock and opportunities with the men were almost over. Mickey turned to scan the street for anything even suggesting a sale. He saw none and started with his old cry, watch ing as he went. Then he saw her. She was so fresh and joyous. She walked briskly. Even his beloved nurse was not so wonder ful. straight toward her went Mickey. "I like to sell papers! Sometimes 1 Vfll them! Sometimes I don't! Morn ing paper, lady! Sterilized! Dernier - I ize<l! Vulcanized! Nice clean paper!" The girl’s eyes betokened Interest; her smiling lips encouraged Mickey. He laid his chin over her arm. leaned his head against it and fell in step with her. "Not today, thank you.” she said "I’m shopping, so I don't wish to carry it.” Mickey saw Peaches’ slate vanish ing. It was a beautiful slate, small so it would not tire her bits of hands, and Its frame was covered with red. His face sobered, his voice changed, taking on unexpected modulations. "Aw lady! I thought you'd buy my paper! Ear down the street I saw you coming. Lady. I like your gentle voice, I like your pleasant smile! You don't want a nice sterilized paper?—lady.” The lady stopped short; she lifted Mickey's chin In a firm grip, looking intently into his face. "Just hv the merest chance, could your name b" Mickey?" she asked "Pure, lady! Mickey! Michael O’Hal loran!" "I really don't want to be bothered with a paper." she said; "but I do wish n note delivered. If you'll carry it, I'll pay you the price of half a dozen papersi’ "Pure I will! Ts it ready, lady?" “One minute!" she said. Pbe step ped to the inside r,f the walk, opened her purse, wrote a line on a card, slipp'd it In an envelope, addressed It ind handed it to Mickey. "Vou can read that?" she asked. "I ve read worse writing than that," he assured her. Mickey took a last glimpse at the laughing face, (lien wheeling ran. Presently he went into a big building, studied the address board, then' enter'd the elevator and following a corridor reached the number. The man reached a groping hand, tore open the envelope, taking there from a card on which was penciled: "Could this by any chance be your Little Brother?" He turned hastily, glanced at Mickey, then In a continuous move ment arose with outstretched hand. "Why Little Brother." he cried. "I'm so glad to see you"’ Mickey's smile slowly vanished as ho whipped hit) hands behind him. stepping back. "Nothin’ doing, boss," he said. "You re off your trolley. I've no brother My mother had only me." "Dm, t you rememtier me. Mickey?" inquired Douglas Bruce. I "Pure!" said Mickey. "You made Jimmy pay up!" Has he bothered you again?" asked tlie lawyer. "Nope!" answered Mickey. "Pit down, Ml'key, I want to talk with you." "I'm much obliged f'-r hclpi: g i out," until Mickey, "but I guess you got other business, and I know I have.” "What is your business?" was the next question. "Selling papers. What's yours?" was the answer. "Trying to be a corporation law yer," explained Douglas. "I've been here only two years, and It is slow getting a start. I often have more time to spare than I wish I had. while I’m lonesome no end.” “Is your mother dead?” asked Mickey solicitously. "Yes," answered Douglas "80 s mine!” he commented. "You do get lonesome! Course she was a good one?" “The v cry finest. Mickey,” said Douglas. "And yours?" "Suran here, mister," said Mickey with conviction. "Well, since we are both motherless and lonesome, suppose we be broth ers!” suggested Douglas. ’*Aw-w-w!” Mickey shook his head. “No?" questioned Iiouglas. "What's the use?” cried Mickey. "You could help me with my work and share my play, while possibly I could tie of lienefit to you.” "I just wondered If you wasn't get ting to that " commented Mickey. "Getting to what?” inquired Doug las “Going to do me good!" explained Mickey. "The swell stiffs are always going to do us fellows good. Mostly they do! They do us good and brown! They pick us up a while and make lap dogs of us. then when we've lost our appetites for our Jobs and got to having a hankerin' for the fetch and carry business away they go and for get us, so we're a lot worse off than we were before. Some of the fellows come out of It knowing more ways to be mean than they ever learned on the street." explained Mickey. "If It's that Big Brother bee you got In your bonnet, pull its stinger and let It. die an unnstural death! Nope! None! Goodbye!" "Mickey, wait!" cried Douglas. "Me business calls, ar.' I must go— •way to my ranch in Idaho!" gaily sang Mickey. "I d like to shake you!" said Doug las Bruce. •■Well, go on." said Mickey. "I'm | here and you're big enough."' "If I thought It would jolt out your fool notion* and shako some ta.jMT tn, I would," .“■Id Douglas lndlgtiaw hr. "Now look h<ro, Kitchener." “*i<. Mickey. "Did I say ono word tj*: ain't B". and that you don't know Is *o?" "What you said is not even half a truth, young man! I do know cate^J where ldcl rich men hnve tried,the* Little Brother plan ns a fad. and mad* a failure of It. But for a few like that, I know detenu of sincere e4u cated men who are honestly giving a boy they fancy, a chance. I can take you into the office of one of the most Influential men In this city, right across the hall there, and a^ow you a boy he liked who has In a short time become his friend, an invaluabln helper, and hourly companion, and olif of it that boy will get a fine educa tion. good business training, and ■ start In life that will give him a better chance to begin on than tho man who Is helping him had.” Mickey laughed boisterously, then sobered suddenly. " 'Souse me. Brother.” he said fio tltely, "but that's most too funny for any use. Once I took a whirl with that gentleman m.\ self Whether he does or not, 1 know the place where he ought to get off See? Answer me this: why would he be spending money and taking all that time for a 'newsy* when he hardly knows hi* own kills if he sees them, and they’re the wicked»s? little rippers in the park. Just why, now?" Douglas Bruce , iosed to door; then' ; - came hack and piseing a chair fot ■ ey. he took one opposite. Hi* down Mickey," h« said patient ly. There * a reason for my being particularly interested In James Mib tjrn. and the rason hinge* on the fact you mention: that lie can’t poiv trol his own sons, yet can make a hoy he takes comfort in, of a street gamin." Mickey's eyes narrowed while he sat very straight in the chair he had ac c€pted. <Contin*f| It th* Morn in* B** Tomorrow.) One* teaspoonftil of r*e!ery Mlt ad lafl to th* bread crumbs when frying oyrters will greatly improve th* flavor. _■ • - 'i in-ays One Price $8.50 The entire street floor is devoted exclusively to SABO Shoes — for men. They're the 'H'orld's Greatest Shoe Value.' 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