Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1892-08-30
He Appears Before a Howl
ing Host of His Admir-.
ers in New York.
CONFIDENT OF WINNING,
But He Does Not Underrate the
Powers of James J. C0rbett.
PUFFs AND BLOWS AS OF YORE
At the Close of Each of the Rounds in the
Fistic Exhibitions.
BE is STILL TOO FAT TO PLEASE ALL

New YORK, Aug 29-If ever a man re-
ceived hearty welcome it was John L.
Sullivan when he arrived at the Flatbush
avenue depot, Long Island Railroad, fresh
from his training quarters at Canoe Place
Inn, near Good Ground. 1t was Johns
first appearance in this city since he went
down to the lower end of the island to go
into training for his great battle with James
j. Corbett for the championship of the
world, and the crowd were anxious to see
what the big fellow really looked like after
his long age of training. The train was
half an hour late, but that cut no figure
with the enthusiasts, as the crowd kept
swelling in number, until it took platoon
of policemen to keep free passage so that
the average person could pass through the
crowd Indian file.
Every available place for a view of the
great champion was occupied, even to the
lamp posts and supports of the elevated
railroad
A happy thought struck some of the
long-headed men in the crowd and they
gave up five cents fer a grand stand position
by paving their fare on the Fifth avenue
elevated road and remaining on the plat
form to get glimpse Of Sullivan when he
arrived.
The Hours Hero Hove in Sight
The big fellow came at last, even though
it was suspected that he had skipped the
train at some other point. To avoid the
crowd Sullivan was hurried through pri-
vate exit into the main depot and up the
stairs toward the elevated station. As he
went through the passage he was followed
by the admiriug crowd, who cheered him to
the echo. When he got around to the
street, instead of going upon the train, he
shot down on the street and started for his
carriage, which was only reached through
the assistance of two mounted policemen,
who had to ride through the crowd and dis
perse it, while the other officers escorted
him to the hack. There must have been
fully thousand persons present
The carriage was driven rapidly to Phil
Casey's handball court, but Sullivan and
Casey had scarcely arrived when the crowd
began TO gather, and in half hours time
there were 500 people gathered in and
around the place. Sullivan was taken up
stairs to private room where he refused TO
see any of his friends. A barber was called
in, and the big fellow was sitting on a chair
in the middle of the floor getting shaved
when the Associated Press reporter called
upon him. His skin was clear and healthy
MS StHeTdl appearance was
fine, with the exception of his stomach,
which looked a trife large and soft.
Greeted by Scores OF Voices
1t was a great seething, bowling crowd
that crushed its wav into the Clermont
avenue rink in Brooklyn tonight, to wit
ness the reception rendered John L. Sulli-
van. AS early as o'clock, there was a
large gathering at the rfrk-s DOORS The
small boy was out in force, had been there,
in fact, ever since school was let out Then
the horse cars and the elevated roads began
10 deposit their burdens at the corner.
At 7:30 o'clock the string of pedestrians
was unbroken. They came three and four
abreast Tor while but then they came in
battalions. The helmets of the police Of |
fcers bobbed up everywhere and there was
the best of order. The elite of the sporting |
was there to see what Sullivan |
looked like after his eight weeks of train |
ing, and to get an idea of what the man was
who would carry their hopes and their dol |
lars at New Orleans. Charlie johnson, who |
has allied his hopes to Sullivan's prowess
for so many years, was the most conspicu- |
Gus person in the throng. He was smiling |
and happy. His looks were those of man |
who is looking earnestly forward to success |
In the center of the immense rink was |
pitched the 24-foot ring and around it the |
multitudes surged. There was an unbroken |
sea of faces, stretching from the ring away |
back to the walls and upon the galleries |
1t was of course q typical fighting crowd. |
Many had followed Sullivan through his |
fighting career and many had seen him win |
his greatest victories. He is their one star
in their heaven of pugilism and they de- |
light to gaze on him. There were half |
dozen bouts at the beginning, in which
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The Champion Makes a Speech.
Shortly before 10 o'clock, the man of the
evening appeared, and as he emerged from
the dressing room and walked toward the
ring, there was pandemonium. Jack Ash
ton followed the champion. A great floral
harp on which was inscribed "John L.
Sullivan, Champion of the World" was
handed into the ring, and as Sullivan
urned and bowed to the audience, the
bowling grew louder. There were cries of
speech" and then the big fellow said:
II thank you for the hearty applause and
appreciation. 1 believe 1 have the good
will of all the people here this evening, on
ny last appearance before nv last fight
That fight will decide whether 1 am the
Iohn L. Sullivan of old or the John L.
sullivan who has passed by. am not 60
ng to speak disparingly of Mr.. Corbett.
All will say, is that am most glad to ap-
'ear here. have deceived you once, but
ct by cones be by cones. / am going to
top speaking now, and YOU will next hear
rom me on September ~
Sullivan's words were punctuated bv the
Widest yelling Then there were shouts
or Phil Casey and that modest gentleman
vas dragged into the ring. There appeared
o be good deal of flesh on Sullivan as he
at in his corner. His eyes were bright and
ashng and his face was hardened and
aimed. His shoulders are in splendid con-
ition and his muscles show excellently.
There appeared, however, to be lots of fat
yer his stomach and on his back. 1t is
cry strange if he does not weigh in the
icinity of 900 pounds. He perspired very
reely when he spared three rounds with
ack Ashton, but showed the agility of
at as he went around the ring. His actions
'ere like lightning.
He wore a confident, hardened air that ;
ould not be mistaken. He went at Ash
on very hard, tapping him at short inter-
ais twice with the left and once with the ,
ght. Although he only touched his COM !
anion on the neck and shoulders, he was
cry tired at the end of each round. 1t
as remarked that Sullivan puffed a good
eal after the finish of the rounds. The
he wrinkle of fat over his waistband
esved in and out to no small degree. Still
is admirers feel that he is in prime condi-
on. His flesh is well coIored and his
riking force is as marvellous as ever. His
gs are in the best of form d,