Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1892-07-24

Then the ceiling would shake and crack
and the Joints would trem bic IS though
'jarred by an earthquake. His quick
ness was almost incredible. 1t
was well nigh impossible to
follow the motions OF the ball
as 10 sprung from hts fists, yet he met 1t
squareiy every time with force that
was appalling. BE looked enough like
fighter now 10 satisfy the most exact
Ing of his enemies His eyes flashed,
his nose curled like an eagles oeak, and
his pile-driver arms swung like those of
an angry gorilla. The crowd of men and
small boys stood open-mouthed watch
ing the swift play of his mighty muscles
and the lightning fash Of his long
arms. The small boys fish Topped neg
lected on the floor.
Quicker and quicker grew the blows
until the hoarse boom of the agonized
ball sounded like the roll Of . heavy
drum. Then all at once he lodged out
of reach Of the flying leather and pulled
of the gloves with smile. He was once
more Corbett"the gentleman" He walk
ed into the house with the air Of one
who had done his duty, and after q rub
bling down, tumbled over on his bed for
short rest
At O'Clock no was called for lunch.
which consisted of boiled chicken,
sliced tomatoes bread, butter, tea and
fruit OF conrse be was hungry. Who
would not have been? A short rest fol-
lowed the lunch and then Corbett made
his afternoons debut, clad for the road.
He wore broad, ensy shoes snd heavy
white sweater. Down the road he went
towards Long Branch at swinging
walk, followed by DAILY. There was no
let up In that gait He covered ground
with the ease OF six-day runner. tits
six long miles to the Branch, but II was
very little over an hour before the pu-
gIlist and his trainer stood on the porch
OF Phil Days club house, with group
of friends clustered around them. Al
though the talk was all about the COM
Ing battle, Corbett did not have much
to say and did not brag about what he
would do. he only girded up his loins
q peg OF two, turned around to DAILY
and said; "Now for six-mile run, old
sport"
When they swung down the road they
had como this time at q steady trot.
Three milss were covered before DAILY
gave 70. "Get up minute, JIM" he
gasded; nm not en- non man." A walk
of quarter of q mile and again the
trot was tsken up and continued until
the little red cottage was reached. An
other rub down, q mysterious silence In
the upper ropms. and then down came
Mr.. James J. Corbett In his Sunday
clothes Solomon, in all his glory, was
never arrayed 50 fine. Purest creamy
white flannels, o broad leather belt,
canary-colored undressed shoes, broad
brimme6 straw hat with blue band,
and there you are
After q hearty supper he drew q ia
grant cigar from his pocket, puffed 1t
slowly and medita,ed. II do not think
cigars after my da7'5 work will ever
hurt me-" said he; ''still VIII quit IL
few weeks before go South.
Then turning to Daily he said, Come
on, Jimmy, let's walk down town.
need q shave" The two men strod away
along the quiet lake shore, across the
bridge, and into Mr.. Bradiey's liquor
less town. Here Corbett got his shave
and evidently felt on good terms with
himself. "Give me q hair cut, too" he
said; at is too long. People are begin
ming to think am agentlemaD."
Then the big pugilist strolled over to
o neighborlng hotel where be sat chat
ting with some friends until 10 O'clock
on every other subject but that Of pu-
gilism.
~ acknowledge that I went to the
races when 1 first came down." said he,
"but lost 81 and that is enough for
one time. 1t was borrowed money, too.
III pay 1t back on September T."
Then In answer to some question Car
bett said: 81 will never forget the first
time put on the gloves. was knock
ed stiff. was only kid, but somehow
I had o peculiar idea that l could do
anybody with whiskers. / was In the
gymnasium one day and asked chap
with whiskers to let me put on the
gloves with him. Well, we put them
on and l went at him. Every time Idtd
/ gotjabbed in the nose. This made
me mad and / sailed In. I sailed out
again mighty QUICK. / got rap on
the jaw that knocked me out for five
minutes. When l came to did not
know what had happened"
At II o'clock Corbett and Daily went
back TO the quarters, and half an hour
later the little red cottage, the little
red barn and the quiet loch were
wrapped in slumber.
This Is D pugillst's training life. II
is pleasant work for man Of Corbetts
disposition. But across the blue
leagues of sea to the north another
fighter is grooming his muscles and
other men are running the country
roads. And how will It be on Sept. 7?
Who Knows?