The Life and Adventures of Ben Hogan, the Wickedest Man in the WorldHogan, Ben (Benedict)
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The Life and Adventures of Ben Hogan, the Wickedest Man in the World
Hogan, Ben (Benedict)
Hogan, Ben (Benedict), 1841?-
Strange as it may sound in some ears, I have not met a noted pugilist who
was not a gentleman. True, there are some men connected with the
profession who forget themselves from time to time, but, as a general
thing, all the stars of the ring have been good members of society.
Sayers, Heenan, Goss, Spring, Crib, Morrissey, Edwards, etc., have all
fine records; and yet I am very far from recommending the profession as a
desirable one. It has its disadvantages, and serious ones of course, but,
then, it has its redeeming side also. It repudiates the pistol, the
bowie-knife, and every implement of the assassin, and is, withal, an art
of peace, so to speak. I have never met a true son of the ring who was not
as peaceable as a child, however unflinching or dogged his courage when
once before the public.
Habit, they say is second nature. How necessary therefore, that our
habits should be pure and good and conducive to health and strength. Our
diet, our clothing, and the manner of our exercise should all tend to
building up a perfect manhood. Under proper training, the human frame is
capable of most wondrous feats of activity and endurance. I have been
informed, and quite recently, that not long since a gentleman who holds a
position in one of the gas companies of this city picked up in one hand a
weight of two hundred and twenty pounds, at an exhibition in Gilmore's
Garden, and flourished it above his head. This was a wondrous feat of
strength, and could no more have been accomplished by a man with untrained
muscles, than could the removal of the Adirondacks by an infant. What
should be the question, then, with every young person of either sex in the
land? It is this, "Shall we enjoy the whole--the entirety of the life that
the Good Father has given us, or shall we drawl out an imperfect existence
from the cradle to the grave?"
Wealth has its mission, but what can it in any individual case accomplish
without health? No matter how soft the cushions, no matter how luxurious
the appointments, without health there is no enjoyment. When, therefore,
life and light and health are placed in our keeping, to neglect the great
boon is criminal. I tell you that you must cultivate life as you would an
apple tree. It is in your keeping. You must not slur it over, and pet it
one day and neglect it the next. Take it to your hearts all who read; keep
your frame, your body, free from all impurities through the medium of
temperance, healthy exercise, and the bath, and when the Angel of Death
calls you home to God, you will have already acquired the rudimentary
wings.
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