Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1892-09-08
MRS. CORBETT REJOICES.
How the Wife of the Winner Received the
News.

There are some people who have wondered
how woman feels when her husband is taking
part in big fight. 1t is frightfuly nervous
strain. As nearly as a man can compare, Mrs.
James ]. Corbett felt last night during tho fight
very much the novelists say the ancient
young women used to feel when their sweet
hearts went forth to meet redoubtable knights
Mrs. Corbett was in the news rooms of the
New York World last night during the fight
and the World thus describes her many
emotions
1t was q few minutes before 10 o'clock when
a carriage drove up in front OF the tall building
and Mrs. Corbett and her friends alighted. She
wore blue ciaret gown, charmingiy made, and
big hat with feathers in it.
With Mrs. CCrbett vas Miss Blanche Howard,
with hair black as night and eyes which match
it. She was dressed all in black. Mrs. Mande-
baum, in soft, light summer dress. was with
them. Their interest in the fight seemingly
great as that of Mrs. Corbett.
There WAS ; quivering and biting of lips, a
trembling OF eyellds. "a contraction of the pupils
and little nervous movements of the hands
There wasn't particle of fear among them.
Underneath their nervousness was a belief firm
as the hills that Jim must win. All of them
called him Jim.
The bulletin of preliminaries simply whetted
ALL 1t gave them the fidgets.
When they learned that Sullivan was placed
in dead mans corner. it was "Oh, oh, ism t
that goodr' They had been talking about I'M
lucky signs all evening That was the first
thing that came their way.
The early bulletins were all Jim's way With
faces almost drawn they fearfuly watched the
messenger and when the news was good the
cries were Good, "Aint it lovely!' At the end
OF the first round there was joy i'll the faces of
the trio.
What she exclaimed, sullivan pushed
against the ropes: Isn't it lovely, Blanche?
Ism ii too loyely?'
That's our jim" replied Miss Howard sem
tentiously and smiling sweetly. Hell make
Sullivan uncomfortable. Hear these yells from
the street"
When the news of that fifth round came there
were little shrieks and screams. Their ewes
sparkled and their faces glowed.
'Oh, how Jim will eat ice cream after this
fght!' remarked Mrs. Corbett. Jim is very
fond OF ice cream"
OF the three women the one who felt the
most was the most quiet. But she was so sure
that her husband would win.
Jim has Ned in the ring with him. l know"
announced urs. Corbett. ''Ned's his big Scotch
collie, she explained. HE never goes into the
ring without Ned
When the news came that the mighty Suli-
van was fighting something like his old self the
quiet, but they didn't lose heart, only they
were not SO demonstrative.
Once or twice Miss Howard made little ''if''
remarks, but the wife shook her head.
Jim viii never lose the fight" she said posi-
lively
Again came the news of Corbett's gaining.
which make every one look happy.
oh, say, isn't II good? said Miss Howard.
Hes native son of the golden west" Then
she danced 4 little step and waved her hands
There was lot about Mr.. Sullivan's nose
coming in contact with Mr.. Corbett's right or
left.
Naughty nose" said Miss Howard.
Naughty fist" said Mrs. Corbett
81 m afraid II will be fattened out like pam
cake, said Mrs. Mandebaum, demurely II feel
sorry for Mr. Sulivans nose
Then came the last bulletins Mrs Corbett
seemed to know thar i, was the beginning of
the end. and they began to hold on to chairs
and look about and smile. They were afraid
that their joy would break out too soon.
ITS au-over. said the messenger, very
much out of breath; hes won."
He looked at Mrs. Corbett
''Is it truel' exclaimed Miss Howard
True, of course II is, replied Mrs. Corbett,
and then they shouted and clapped their hands
and Rugged each other.
isn't it grand. isn't it glorious. Girls, hug
me tight. Oh, jim, Jim, knew you would do
IT. :-.
uht lhInA jim IL champion OF the world,
dear" said Miss Howard in awed tones
"Yes, ! knew he would be. l Just felt it in
my bones"
.'He wouldn't trade with the President of
the United States, would her"
NO, don't think he would I've always
hated fighting before, but now Tn glad that
Jim is q pugilist,' said Mrs. Corb EFT, naively.
Then she remembered that sine must send
some kilograms. The first was to Der husband.
This is il:
'JaInes J. Corbett. Olympic Club, New Orleans
"Bless your heart. We were not over con-
fident, were We? OLLIE"
This was sent to Corbett's father:
"P. j. Corbett, No. 5lS Haye street, San Fran
cisco:
Jim won. Bless his heart, knew it would
be SO. OLLIE"