The man on the right is the incredible French Angel, the Freak Ogre of the Ring, the one, the only Maurice Tillet. Don't let the grotesque mug fool you: this guy spoke an incredible 14 languages and in his spare time was a highly sensitive poet. You may actually recognize him: he was the go-to guy in Hollywood for decades whenever they needed an evil wrestler for W.C. Fields or Abbott and Costello to fight. Here, he seems a moment away from paddling that Southern Belle's bottom... a right I think he earned by dint of his lonely life.
