Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1891-08-12
SOL AND JUPITER PLUvIUs.
A Rattling Scrapping Match In Which q
Heat Bully In Knocked Out

| Raftling Scrapping Match In Which thu
Heat Bully is Knocked Out.
At IL O'Clock today the Thermometer at III,
weather bureau stood for Q moment at SO de
grees. Fifteen minutes later it had dropped
to II. This tells the story.
Laugh, sing and be glad, and let the people
make loud noise. The backbone Of the ho
spell has been broken, and Joy 10 unconfned.
Along about noon there came out of the
west storm cloud with visions of hope on it,
breast. 1t BODIED breeze and relief from Soll
rays and q GOODNESS and comfort not known
here for days.
| 1t was a battle royal for supremacy. For day,
past Sol has held undisputed sway. He has
launched his burning arrows with unerring
aim ut a helpless and suffering humanity.
He numbered his victims by the score
He was rapacious tyrant and none
there was so strong to give him battle. Now
he Is dethroned and none SO poor to do him
reverence or ask for his return. While he was
and where he touched he scorched. Was there
no relief Would none dispute his merciless
sway? Yea, verify!
Today new aspirant entered the lists. cast
for his own. Jupiter Pluvius, he the
mighty one. bad come, psnoplied and
strong and At to fight for kingdom.
1t was contest worth the seeing.
A perspiring people crowded around the ropes.
breathiess and hot. and with all their interest
staked on ]. P. He was the peoples choice
and the victory was popular one.
| THE MILL BEGINS.
Time was called at noon. The weather bu-
reau was the referee. Contrary to all expecta-
ton the battle was short one There were
into the night. They were mistaken They
were not sorry. All alike rejoiced to see the
bully dowued. One round suhiced and Sol
| the end.
Twelve o'clock has Just struck. Time! BiF
Bling and the fight has begun. They are two
heavy weights. stout ami expert in the art
There IL no taking to divide the gate receipts
here. 1t is fight on its merits and to the fin
ish. Sol spars for wind and clinches. He
holds his opponent tight in his sitting
embrace. How can ]. P possibly down him
now? J. P.'s hackers lose heart for moment,
but it is for q moment only. The noble fighter
| from the skies calls to his aid resources that
Sol wots not OF. fash! A crash! And Ju-
piter has launched a thunderbolt. Then
comes the rat-a-tat of the rain. Down
it comes in great drops and Sol
weakens. J. P.'s hackers are Offering odds
| big odds. They think it is all over but the
shouting, and they are not far wrong. The
thunderbolt has done its work. 1t has found a
vulnerable spot. Sol falls. And the Joy that
|
| But stop; Sol claims n foul The weather
bureau refuses to allow 1t. and the great fight is
over. j. p. il awarded The STAR belt and
| every one is content. The referees verdict
gives general satisfaction.
NO CHANCE FOR ANOTHER FIGHT.
| Old Sol is disappointed but not discouraged.
He will possibly challenge Jupiter for another
fight to the finish for the championship at an
early date. but he was 60 badly battered in to.
days contest that it will be impossible for him
to enter the ring for some time to come.
| The referee told THE Stars sporting editor
this afternoon that there was q cold wave on i.s
way hither that would effectually prevent Sol
from getting into condition for some time to
come. The wave was prevalent along the
Mississippi today and will reach here tonight OF
tomorrow. Every one knows that Sol is no
cold weather pugilist dilisent search Of the
far west on the part Of those who are interested
in another match today discovered no new
hackers for the hot weather and it is likely to
stsy cool around this part Of the country for
some time to come.
| After the fight this afternoon old Sol had
strength enough to keep up his bluting tactics
| around headquarters for awhile. He scared a
| few nervous people but it is thought he will
clear out Of town tonight to stay until the mem
DRY Of his defeat has to some extent passed
| away.