Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1889-08-18
TOO MUCH FOR rHETYPEwRIrER.
Horrifisd by a Reporters Vivid Story OF
the Big Prize Fight.

NetU IOk World
There is bushel of good stories in con-
nection with the big Sullivan-Kilrain bat
tie at Richburg, Miss, that have never
been told. One of the most interesting OF
these is the experience of Northern cor
respondent with one of the pretty young
woman stenographe-s of New Orleans. An
sppointment had been made at the lsdy's
Office and, accompanied by two messenger
bows. the newspaper man sought the young
woman post haste immediately after his
arrival in the city. Throwing of hat, coat
and yest-the thermometer stood at 1lO
degress-he got out his notes and began to
dictate the story of the encounter. The
demure stenogrspher dashed off the cabal-
istic characters in silence but with grow
ING nervousness, until the tenth round was
reached. Then she could restrain herself
no longer.
"Why, wasn't that awful?" she ejacula-
ted, pausing as she recorded the sentence
THE blood was pouring from Sullivan's
shoe, where he had been thrice savagely
spiked by his antagonist" why, never
heardn-
VERY dreadful" said the correspond
ent, "but you will oblige me, miss, by
hurryipg along. Time is precious. Now
then: Sullivan, with that tigerish glare
that is characteristic of him when angry,
made one OF his old-time rushes, and, let
ting 90 both hands, smashed Jake with
terrific force in the stomach. KilrRin's
condition was pitia6le, bat -
"And did no one help him?" again in
terrupted this guileless young lady.
No." snapped the correspondent. xii
rains condition was pitisble as he tOed the
scratch for the next round, and, D.
"Toed the scratch or scratched the tOe?"
queried that innocent creature again.
''Toed the scratch, and sought to keep
out of the way of that terrible right hand.
Sullivan gave him no time to thiuk, but
planted blow of sickening force on that
bloOd-red spot in Kilrain's stomach. The
Baltimore man turned psle"-
"Well, l should think he would, inter-
jected Miss Irrepressible. Its scandal
ous"-
"And making clever side step led for
Sullivsn's jugular but fell short. There
was no steam in his blows, and"-
'NO steam"
mo steam, and he threw up his left
arm in pitiful way that caused the spec
tators to boot vociferously. kip
"How horrid of thsmW put in Miss limo
cence. do you thing
"Will you please take down what 1
dictate?r Numbered the correspondent.
Really. Miss, I cannot lose time this
way. You are delaying me by these COM
mente."
Perfect silence on the part of the stenO-
grapher for thirty minutes.
Eighteenth Round-Sullivan was as
fresh as when he began, while his an
tagonist was decidedly groggy. He" =
did they give the poor man grog?"
the Mortified girl, again forget
ting herself.
--"He smiled in a sickly way and
then clinched. Sullivan pushed him off
and he fell to the ground like limp rag
and was carried to his corner. When
time was called Kilrain advanced 10 the
centre like man in dream. The brain
roasting sum
"What was the thermometer" per-
sisted this fair pstience-killer.
''Oh, ye godsp groaned the reporter.
"Will you erer keepquiet? pom my word,
Miss, you'll drive me crazy if you don't
let me finish this story. For goodness
sake let me get through"
oh, excuse me-" lisped the pretty
thing as she smiled sweetly, "but really, l
got so excited that didn't know that
spoke. I'll not say another word now.
Go on"
Alas for woman's promise!
Ten minutes later she dropped her pen
ell and denounced the iSht as the most
brutal thing she had ever heard OF. HUI
man endurance could stand no more. The
young woman was paid for the service she
lad rendered, and the half-melted cores
pendent dashed wildly down the street
with the vain hope that he might find
without tongue. This
failing of fdlfllment, he started to write
himself and paid boy quarter to keep
him awake.