The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1890-09-28
1t Came Into Poor B0aster Jo(
McAuliffe's Eyes.
FLooRED LIKE A DOOMED OK
Slavin's Dreadful Blows Over thu
Heart Settled the Business.
snch Titanic slugging Never Befors
Known-Agony OF the Mission Boy'
Defeat-Fox Wants John L. Sullivan
tho Actor, to Fight siavin.

pugiiistlc event so much talked of, writteE
about. and discussed generally, it was ovel
III slnguiarly short space of time. Seven
minutes told the whole story, and in that
Drief period Joe McAuliffe was success.
iuliy, though 1t is to be presumed most uns
comfortably, enrolled in the ranks Of the
great demolished.
That is indeed the word. for = mors
utterly demolished. knocked-out, put-to-
sleep, call 1t what you will, prize-fishter
than was this same much-vaunted Gail.
fornia champion at the end of these seven
minutes it would be hard to imagine, and
slavin, on the other hand, went away "a
dress as chipper as cricket, with hardly
mark on his bulldog countenance.
1T would have broken Franks heart souaYelv
in two" exclaimed close friend Of the iattes's.
III he had been knocked out. He had made M
his mind TO win this fight, and better man
than Joe McAuliffe was needed to stop him"
How much money did slavin make out %
i,?''
About 6 l.2oo That is not bad for seven min
utes' work, is it?"
Although the slavinites talk confident
ly. now that victory is theirs, there 4
no doubt that their surprise was as great
as that OF McAuiiffe's hackers at the r.
nts
was enough to surprise any one.
Think of it! At five minutes to 5 this
morning Joe McAuliffe, smiling and conf
dent, stood up in the ring of the Ormonde
Club against Frank Slayin. the Australian
champion. AT two minutes past 5, after
round and half of tremendous smuggling,
such as has been rarely seen, McAuIiffe,
no longer smiling, but bleeding proiusely
from mouth and ear, lay prone on
the floor, stunned by the ter.
rible right-handers received on the
jaw. which, in the expressive language Of
the ring, put him to sleep in manner that
no one of the 1900 spectators could BE-
likely to forget. nor is Joe likely to forget to
his last day. The extraordinary develop.
ments of that last round are destined to Be
historical in the annals of the prize ring.
The California boaster came up as time
was called, flushed with hopes Of speed-
success and encouraged by roars Of aps
plause from his friends, who seemed con-
fdent that things were going their way
fast, and so they were, il the series Of terri-
BILE punches landed from McAuliffe's fide
was any criterion. The trouble Was
that Slavin did not seem to object in the
least 20 the terrible punches, but stood right
up to time, as il Joe was sprinklinR him
with rose water, and he rather liked
being punished on the nose. eyes and
mouth or wherever else McAulihe chose
10 land his dukes.
tSuddenly, like bolt out of clear sky,
the Australian lunged forward with . con-
centrated effort and got in terrific right
handler. Where? On the headf No; in
the stomach. He got it in, a. more than
one acute observer remarked. on Nc
Abilities left side, Just over the spot whore
his heart was beating. Any one who has
been kicked by mule will appreciate the
force of this blow; any physician or stu
dent OF physiology will appreciate its dam
ger.
In q conversation some time ago Slavin
told me that he has certain body blows
which were deadly, and which no man
could survive if successfully planted.
This blow. was one of those, and deadly il
proved. McAuliffs staggered and seemed to
shrink together. The smile left his face and
was succeeded by look of terror. He
knew, although no one else did. that the
battle was lost, but the Californian would
not yield without struggle, and, gather
ing himself, plunged forward on
his opponent with desperate though
unguarded energy. 1t was the
precise moment Slavin had been waiting
for. Making a feint with his left, hs
brought his right into use with diagonal
upper cut, the blow falling on the point OF
McAulifie's nose. That is another thing
McAulifTe will never forget, that stunning.
pitiIess right-hander.
He fell before it like an OK, and tumblinR
s~.1x. -. r. I~S~n
feet Once he succeeded, but like . flash
siayin was upon him, and again the West
erner's 20s pounds were driven down to
the sawdust. while the Australian,
with black brows. stood waiting
to see if Joe wanted any
more. But Joe's ambition was more than
satisfied, and when the seconds ticked
away he did not rise nor wish TO rise. II
was all over and the American vanquished,
and the heavyweight championship cf
the world. together with . purse a
e.. 900 and the Police Gasstte championship
belt will be borne away 10 far distant Aus
tralia by Frank Siavin, than whom no hap
pier man walks the streets OF London ae
the present moment.
The first man could get hold Of after
the climax was reached who showed mo
any signs of sanity was Chappy Norton.
who. having hoorayed and waved his has
enthusiastically several minutes, finally
cooled down sufficiently TO express the
following opinion as 20 why and where
fore OF Joe's unexpected collapse. Chappy
Norton has an international reputation for
pugiiistic lore, and his opinion must carry
& certain weight.
al knew he'd win sure" exclaimed Chappgs
his face radiant and his eyes shining almost =
brigAtly as his big diamond stude. "and
backed him for . cool 81 600. which are
nv profits on the transaction. why dio
1 think he'd win? Why. because he's got stua
in him to beat any fighter going, either IN tnle
country or any other. and don't you forset
ssDut were not you little anxious. sif, dunne
the first round?''
Not bit of it, and I'll tell you why. II ycu
watched the men closely, a. 1 did. yoa mus.
have noticed that although slayin receivea
punishment at times he stood mp to II IKE
man and never finched, bat when McAunnc eos
one of Franks swinging rignt-handen ~.
could see him 60 back and shake litue on n's
legs That gave me my pointer rignt IRON ~, ~
s,art. and I said TO myself. Chappie, old boz
sour money . as safe as II is was IN youf p0cSss
already. ana wasn't mistSken, was II
Hardly had Mr.. John Butt-that Y
Chappie Norton's sunday name-hnisnsd
speaking when a storm OF cheers from tue
room in front indicated something
unusual. Hurrylng thither. found
slayln himself already dressed and stand
ing in the center OF throng Of admirers
laughing and chatting as II II had besn