Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1892-08-13


a rest, for he has worked faithfully for his
reputation and the dollars of his hackers
Tho Programme of Day.
One days work may indicate all of the
days in training. The breakfast hour is
o'clock, two hours after he tosses off the
bed covers and stretches himself into wake.
fulness Those two hours are spent in
walking-walking over the rough but pict-
uresque Shinnecock hills, accompanied by
Casey and Ashton. The party does about
ten miles before breakfast. The blistered
heel interfered somewhat with the walks,
however. He started away with decided
limp, like SPAWNED horse" he put it,
but the limp soon wore away, and ere long
he and Ashton were striding along at
brisk clip.
Bag punching follows the morning meal.
and here is where the big fellow reduces
weight. As he plays a ceaseless tattoo
upon the leather sphere the perspiration
streams Off in chunks. For about 80 minutes
generally he does not give the bag sec
ond's rest, now hitting 1t a series of quick,
smash as to almost send it crashing through
the ceiling.
Rope skipping is one of Sullivan's favorite
pastimes, and he can give cards and spades
profession at the amusement. He went 549
times the other day without q slip or pause,
now and then varying his step from both
feet together to sort of jig movement.
This exercise is for the legs.
He Doesn't Mind Curious Crowds.
While Sullivan is bag pounding and rope
dancing in the barn back of Canoe Place
inn, people from the country around and
city people who come on yachts to see him
r, fl,o
and keeping out the air, but he does not
mind it. He says it helps him to perspire
more freely. Sullivan's mode OF entrance
and exit to the barn is by means of an iron
ladder, which he skips up and down like a
sailor.
buckets of water, been rubbed down.
anointed with witch hazel, fed and told a
few stories, he takes another jaunt across
the country, and on his return tosses huge
ball called a medicine ball, probably because
medicine Is superfluous when it is used.
This latter instrument is leather-covered
sphere weighing several pounds and abouta
were a tennis ball, throwing it overhead, be-
tween his legs alternating with each hand
separately and then with both, and in all
imaginable ways. Another rundown and it
is supper time.
After sufficient time has elapsed the party
goes down to Peconac Bay in boat, and
John L. takes his daily plunge. This is one
swimmer, and can claim undisputed su-
pertority over his rival in that respect.
The Champions Menta, Diversions.
By o'clock it is as quiet about the quaint
old Long Island tavern as it is at4 A. M. in
most places, and by $50 the lights are all out
and everybody sleeps. His play, his book
and his telling stories are his principal men,
tai diversions. The coming fight engrosses
him but little. To the foolish questions of
strangers as to what he thinks of the out
come he says wait until September Z: to any
body he knows he has no hestancy in say
ing he will "whip Corbett fast"
comes away with the impression that it's
"cinch" for Sullivan. You can't figure 1t out
how he can lose. But day spent in the
impression somewhat 1t depends. in a
measure, on which you see last who you will
think will win. Just as they think around
Bay Head that it's Sullivan's fight, so they
are firmly convinced down in Jersey that
Corbett is the man.
Corbett is confident that Sullivan will fall
before him. To a friend he said last night:
II cannot see how 1 can be beaten. can
ing agile on my feet can at the same time
get III some of my right-handers." And
then, concluding, he said:
Confident and Determined Upon Victory.
"Tell Mr.. - that will be champion of
the world the next time he sees me-" Cor
bett did not say this with any naughty pride
His manner and tone indicated the deter
mination he has to win the fight.
1t is three hours after Sullivan has been
out of bed that the former bank clerk be.
stirs himself Eight o'clock is his waking
hour. He says he sleeps that long because
he wants to. He has his own ideas of train
ing, and he follows them out. That they
must be beneficial one is convinced by Cor
belts appearance. His eye is clear, his
every movement vigorous and supple. A
glance is all that is needed to refute the re-
port that he has not been taking care of
himself
Corbett's training quarters are more aris-
tocratic and exclusive than the champions,
but not so secluded. However. neither ex-
clusion nor seclusion has kept either place
from being overrun with curious people
The stories that Corbett was overfond of
ladies' society got their origin from this
flct. Asbury Park is a summer resort and
there are lots of women there. They fiocked
around the pugilist's quarters and as he did
not care to drive them away with a club
senseless reports were bruited about that
Jim's gallantry was interfering with his
training. 1t was to prevent any more such
malicious tales that high pine board fence
was built around the handball court and
barn where he works.
.Corbett Is the Better Eater.
Corbett's breakfast is a banquet compared
to Sullivan's. Dissipation has not rendered
his stomach touchy. Then clad only in a
sleeveless jersey, pair Vi tennis trousers
rusty-red shoes, makeup which he seldom
varies, he reads his mail and then takes a
row on the little lake hard by. swim i'm
the ocean, or rather q bath in the ocean.
follows. James j. is poor, q very Door
swimmer. II love to fight the brea ers,n he
says.
Corbett's morning work IS light. The
LATEST man in existence could not picture a |
life more serene. 1t is after lunch that the |
work comes. He first tackles the pulley |
a torturesome device for strength
ening the wrist and forearm. After an ordi- |
nary man has twisted on this arrannem |
for half dozen times the pain of continuing
is such as to suggest the modern torture OF |
stringing up by the thumbs.
Then comes Corbett's favorite indulgence. |
Anybody laboring under the Impression |
that he is worrying over his coming battle |
should see him playing at handball, to be |
He passes an hour at the game. |
and his hearty and ringing laughter can be |
heard in Asbury Park half q mile away. He |
Is doing himself good. All this time, how |
ever. the exercise develops the muscles of |
the back and stomach.
How He Tackles the Big Rag,
So far, Corbett has been a big strong.
good fellow. with nothing particular
to worry him; but when he comes to do his |
bag g-punching. the mans whole demeanor
Stripped of all but pair of fight.
ing trunks, and with mind on the task be-
lore him, he becomes a gladiator fndeed.
is marked in the expression
,f his face. and his eye gets brighter. For 10