St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1889-04-01
II cawnt run around the ring like you,"
said MurphY stcome and foight me-

II cawnt run around the ring like you,"
said Murphy, ''come and foight me-"
Round Thirty-there- Murphy at last
makes little rush, but no result fol-
lowed. The Spider seemed to have re-
covered his wind and spirits and re-
early in the fight, but Ike pit well away
from Murphy.
The next thirteen rounds were with
out result and not blow was struck,
the men standing looking at each other,
and the crowd urging them to fight.
The Spiders hands looked bad, and
there was great big swelling OH his
elbow.
Round Forty-six-McAvoy, the Spid-
er's hacker, tells his man to stand up in
the middle of the ring and fight. Weir
seems reluctant to obey, and the same
old story follows until the fifty-irst.
when Weir varied the monOtony by
getting in a good one on Murphy's eye.
They soon relapsed, and the SD. SD,
saith, 55th, seth, 57th and 5Sth rounds
passed without a blow being struck.
When the fifty-eighth round was called,
and the men resumed their old tactics,
many of the spectators left. and the
hackers and seconds seemed to have no
more interest in the affair. Murphy's
eyes were getting better all the time,
but he looked terribly bunged up.
Weir, too, had neat little lump under
his left eye. and his ribs were pretty
we'll smashed up.
A SPLENDID RALLY.
Round y-nine-BOth men started
out ferociously, as If they meant to kill
each other, but the old game was soon
resumed and continued till the sixty
seventh. when the Spider made his
splendid rally. and, with bang. crack,
tn al,x,xu ba
pleased. Towards the end he had the
little Englishman bit groggy, and Nc
Avoy yelled to the Spider to finish him,
but Murphy seemed able to take care of
himself, and time was called. At this
juncture Weir'S hacker asked to have
the rules changed to those of the Lon
don prize ring, so that the men could be
made to fight, willing or unwilling, but
this met with storm of objection and
was withdrawn.
Round SiXty-eight-Weir went at it
again, but was not able to do much
damage, and this proved the last fight
ing round of the battle. The men
simply stood up during the next twelve
rounds, and at the end of the eightieth
Billy Myers announced the postpone
ment of the fight until some time before
Tuesday next, and the sports at once
| fed to the depot. 1t was a weary crowd
| UlaI boarded The Train, ana soon the
majority were cuddled up in the car
| seats
FAST ASLEEP,
| or, too famished to rest, were sitting
bolt upright. gloomily cursing their
| luck, and vOwing never to go to an
| other fight. When the gang at last
| emerged from the train in the depot at
| Chicago, number of travellers, news
boys and railroad men were stand
ing at the gates gazing curiously
| at the muddy, unkempt one hum
| dred high-rollers. The centers of at
traction were Weir and Murphy. The
| Spiders face was variegated blue and
| CHASTITY yellow mass, but comparatively
free from cuts or swelling. Murphy's
countenance was horrible sight, both
| eyes closed, the features pulled almost
| out of semblance to anything human
and rendered more so by the crisis
crossed sticking plaster which revealed
rather than hid his gashes. He was
1ot anxious to be observed, and, using
| an extra overcoat as sort of cowl to
hide his battered head, limped to the
door of the depot and dropped into
carriage in waiting. 1t was just 1880
a. m. Sunday, and in moment the
! spectators of the worlds championship
| feather-weight prize fight were lost to
view among the little knots of people
on the street, hurrying to divine wor-
| ship