Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1889-07-20
SULLIVAN m NEW YORK.


20 Canada
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IN CHICAGO AND VIII. nEsuHx Hm EDITORIAL
DuTIEs-nxE DONOVAN, xuAAix6 sxcoxD,
TALKS ABOUT TIE FIGHT.
John L. Sullivan arrived in New York on the
Chicago limited train soor after o'clock last
night. As the train hove in sight in Jersey
City carriage was driven up to one side Of
the gates to convey the hero Of Richburg
across the river. After most of the passengers
had cotton off the train q we'll built, athletic
man walked briskly along the platform, looking
neither right nor left, making rapid strides
toward the gate where the carriage awaited.
As he reached the end of the large platform he
was recognized by the multitude and cheer
after cheer went up.
The hero lifted his hat to the cheering crowd
and was quickly driven aboard the ferry boat
Baltimore, which had been held ten minutes
for him.
A Philadelphia Inquirer representative
boarded the boat and held short talk with the
he said:
THAT fellow Kilrain is q better man than
any one gives him credit for. Why, hit him
hard enough to kill an ordinary man, but he
never flinched. II he hadn't run away from me
order"
Sullivan then retold how he was spiked by
Kilrain.
Speaking of his plans, the slugger said:
II can't say what will do right away, but
expect to go to my editorial duties. There's
only one thing that makes me sore, and that is
to see how my brethren of the pencil report
me drunk while in Chicago. I drank very
moderately and never was SO full as to forget
myself"
Tho cbar,,;.x, ,o.,x.a -. 4. Ia l.. so1k &.
the pink of condition, and did not have the ap-
pearance OF having been on q big spree. When
che boat reached the New York side Sullivan
was driven up town.
just before starting he said he should not 60
In hiding, like Kilrain and Mitchell but would
show himself to the public, and if there are any
Mississippi sheriffs around he would treat them
as well as they deserved The carriage then
started for Jimmy" Wakeley's saloon, on the
way to the Vanderbilt hotel.
MITCHELL sKiPs TO CANADA.
Charles Mitchell, the English pugilist, has
fled to Conada. Rather than run the risk Of ar
rest in a city where he has few friends among
the sporting men he decided to cross over into
Queen victOria's domain. On Tuesday he kept
well under cover, awaiting Developments. The
arrival OF Detective Norris with a requisition
from Governor Lowry Of Mississippi increased
Mitchelrs apprehensions and secret visit was
made to his counsel in the Stewart building.
When it was learned beyond q doubt that
Norris was bent upon arresting the trainer of
kilrain, and that the New York police we're as
sisting him, MitchelPs fears were undisguised
He saw in prospect a long term Of imprison-
ment in a strange country.
"What would you adviser" he asked of Law
yer Peter Mitchell. "Do you consider me safe
in New York or anywhere in the United States?"
continued the British pugilist, in evident dis
tress.
The lawyer told the pugilist that his case was
similar to Red Leary's and that if Governor
Lowry merely wanted the trainers or hackers
he could surely get them. On Wednesday
evening man closely mufied up in a summer
ulster, wearing SLOUGH hatand presenting the
appearance Of a workman in search of employ
ment, boarded an Erie train at Jersey City. He
took seat in the smoker. As the car drew out
OF the tunnel the traveller tilted the soft brim
OF his hat little and lighted cigar. He gazed
thoughtfully out of the window, and it would
have needed sharp eye indeed to have recog-
nized in the dilapidated traveller the swell En-
gish pugilist, Charlie Mitchell.
MIKE DONOVAN TALKS.
A New York special to the Baltimore An,eri-
can says: The silence of Charley Mitchell and
Pony Moore is just now SO dense that you can
almost clip it in pieces with pair of shears
There is also a thick cloud Of quiet about the
oyster and chop house of John Stroud, In Har-
lem, where the Englishmen are won't to take
their meals when here.
Mitchell hasn't been seen anywhere in town
since the arrival Of the detectives from the
south and Pony Moore is az quiet as one Of
Stroub's Long Island clans.
Some say that Mitchell and Moore are on the
bosom of the broad Atlantic, making for the
English shore, but there are others who are
just as sure that both men are taking life quietly
at Fort Lee, while Detective Norris 10 securing
the city for the men.
Mike Donovan has been found in this city,
but not by Detective Norris Donovan said to-
day to reporter: Let me give you my opinion
of Mitchell He's stwo-faced loafer and Q we'll
| educated English rowdy. He is as treacherous
as a snake and I'd Just as soon tell him so to
his face. His conduct has been very suspicious
all the way through and shouldn't wonder il
he made barrel OF money on Kilrain's defeat,
too.
THE Sullivan party ldidn't want TO fight.
Charley johnson walked into our quarters Just
before the fight and said that the sheriff was
there and that they would all get arrested.
Said he: John will go into the ring and make
a speech and paoify the crowd
" No you don't, said I. II you folks 60 into
the ring, SO do we.'
''We went to the ring soon after. Then came
the question Of referee. After considerable
talk and several propositions had been made
and rejected Johnsons ultimatum was given:
It'll be Fitzpatrick or no fight
''Then Mitchell put in his oar and agreed to
Fitzpatrick. That settled it.
about the foul Sullivan committed. II was
the most deliberate foul ever saw in q ring
OF course / Immediately claimed foul, and
Mitchell back me up rather faint-heartedly,
The referee said he didn't see the foul" con-
| tinued Donovan, land when turned around,
Mitchell had Kilrain up to the scratch. Don't
fight any more, Jake, said. Yes, WILL he
| replied, doggedly, and on he fought. He is
the gamest man ever saw in prize ring.
''Was he sick? Yes, he was. Had known
| it before the fight he would never had entered
| the ring.
''In the round before the last Sullivan cor
nered him and gave him an awful blow in the
| short ribs. know it hurt Kilrain. / had been
begging Mitchell to give up the fight for some
| time, but he insisted ON the poor fellow going
| on. So / sent him up to the scratch again. He
| was very weak and knew that il Sullivan fell
| on him he would probably kill him. I couldn't
stand it any longer, so determined that this
round should be the last
"'Try for the point of his Jaw, jake said,
| and make o last effort
"He did, and missed and fell. Then Mitchell
| ran to Sulivan's corner and Asked
How much will you give il we quitY
81 said to the referee: We draw our man. 1
| wanted him to declare the fight for Sullivan
| and save us the disgrace of having to throw ND
| the sponge. He wouldn't, and threw up the
| sponge.
"You're q bloody fine man. said Mitchell.
| I'D got thousand for Jake only for you
"To = with you and your money said
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