Bismarck weekly tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1884-1943, 1892-09-16
The Noticeable Feature is the Strange
and Sudden Absence of the
Sullivan Men.
Alfred Burnie, Who Was Injured in
Emmons County Tells How
he Fares.
Sheriff Ellison of LaMoure County
Deposits a Prisoner in the
Penitentiary.
Street Gossip.

Street Gossip.
Bismarck is always decidedly in it
when it comes to affairs of a sporting
nature, and her citizens are second to
none in their understanding of sporting
matters. The interest manifested in the
last of the three great mills has been in
tense, and on the evening of the fight a
crowd hung around the telegraph office,
each man waiting in the hope of receiv-
ing some crumb of information which
might throw some light on the way
things were going. Up to 8 and even
9 O'Clock bets on the fight we're posted,
and then everything was quiet, and
everyone waiting for Developments.
When the report of the
EIGHTH RoUND
came in, with the fight this far all in
Corbett's favor, several of the sports who
had money wagered on the Boston boy
were ready to hedge. AS the fight
progressed the Sullivan men felt that
their day of defeat had come, and
thought longingly of the dollars which
they would soon be forced to disgorge,
and when the end came, they went home
and sought their touches, hardly able to
realize that the
IMMORTAL JOB L.
had been defeated.
P,1k - 1yo~ m o0yorkha1noc Vnotor-
day morning, when it was generally
known, there was nothing to be heard
anywhere but discussion as to the fight.
On every street corner was a group of
excited sports, each endeavoring to i'm
part his views to the others. A steady
rain was falling, but they gathered I'M
der umbrellas and continued their CON-
ments. They forgot the rain, they for
got business, they forgot everything but
that Sullivan had been defeated, and
some of them even forgot that they had
ever been supporters of Boston's pride.
They were all Corbett men.
It was strange, the suddenness with
which Sullivan's admirers disappeared
from existence. Some of them, who
had not been too loud in their former
support of Sullivan, came out boldly
with the assertion that they had been
Corbett men all the time. Others said,
modestly, that they knew all the time
that Corbett would win the fight, and
the more pronounced of Sullivan's
admirers sneaked around the corners,
and climbed up stealthily on the Cor
bett band wagon, and then peered
%anxiously around to see if anyone had
noticed them.
The man who had honestly and truly
expressed himself for Corbett all the
time was distinguishable wherever he
could be seen. He had a great, broad
smile on his visage, and the words
II told you SO" seemed to shine, bill
liantly from his ~countenance. He was
elated, and he hestitated not about tell
ing you of the fact. Jobbing the end of
his umbrella into a crack in the side
walk, he would go all over the fight with
you, tell you just why he had always
said that Corbett would win, and then
emphasize his assertions with a "didn't
L tell you SO" that was especially irrita-
ting if his auditor happened to possess a
little fondness for the ex-champion. But
the Corbett man cared not for this. He
was jubilant, and would walk off smil-
ing. leaving you with the impression
that if you had only possessed his reason
ing powers you could have won many
bets on the Californian.
Yes, they are all Corbett men now.
The only thing that seems queer about
it is that those who knew beforehand
30 much about the fight did not accept
some of the bets which were offered at
50 to 81 on Sullivan. Probably they
were magnanimous and did not wish to
take money on such a sure thing, but it
looks to an. uninterested person as if
they were much more certain about the
result of the fight after it was over than
they claim to have been before it was
begun.
Despite the fact that many of Bis
marck's citizens wished to see Corbett
win, said a prominent citizen, yester-
day, it is admitted even by themselves
that they feel just Il little sorry now that
it has 30 happened. There is certain
something about q champion which in
spires all with a fondness for him. No
matter what his character may be, we
know him as John L., the champion,
and cannot help but feel slightly sorry
when we learn that the title has been
Wrested from him. .g
A Bright Little Lad. ,
Alfred Burnie, the little fellow whose
arm, having been mangled in a moving
machine, was amputated recently by
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