ISADORE BIT HIM 43 TIMES.
Frank Armstrong Will Not Fight
West Fifth Street Merchant Again.
If you get into an argument with a West Fifth street merchant about a purchase, don't hit him -- don't even hit at him. You may have to fight a bull dog instead of the merchant.
The latter is what happened to Frank Armstrong, a lineman, 32 years old, in a little shop at 335 West Fifth street yesterday afternoon. Armstrong bought a pair of shoes. He said they did not fit. The merchant said they did. They argued. Armstrong gave the merchant the strongarm for one punch in the solar plexis.
"Oof! Ouch!" said the merchant. Then he recovered his breath sufficiently to call loudly, "Sic 'um Isadore, sick 'um quick!"
Now Isadore proved in this instance to be a fine specimen of the brindle bull dog with pink eyes. Obeying his master's command Isadore made a rapid flank movement and at once opened rapid fire on Armstrong's left pedal extremity.
It is not known whether Armstrong took his shoes, but he was taken to the emergency hospital after the "dogs of war" had been called off. Dr. W. L. Gist cauterized forty-three cuts on the lineman's leg -- all made by Isadore's sharp incisors.
After his wounds had been dressed Armstrong was locked up on a charge of disturbing the peace. He spent the night in the holdover.
"If I make any more purchases in that neighborhood," he said, "I think I'll wear football clothes or armor of some kind. I can fight a man, but bull dogs are not in my line. The dern shoes didn't fit anyway."
Armstrong's home is at 2935 North Fifth street, Kansas City, Kas.
