The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1892-09-14


same dose the Californian repeated with
in another second. Corbett followed
this up with seven more blows of the
same kind, and Sullivan could not pro-
tect himself. Sullivan could not get in
a single blow in return. He was plainly
groggy and weak. Corbett vas very
fresh and confident at the sound of the
gong at which time he was smashing
Sullivan at great rate left and right on
both sides of the head
Twenty-first round and last-In ro-
gard to this trihing minute and half
which decided the heavyweight cham
pionship Of the world, great deal
might be said even in that short time.
That the contest would end in that
round no man present believed. Sulli-
van came from his corner in the same
shape that he had shown for dozen
rounds before. He had the same cross
expression OH his face, and seemed to be
as strong as at any time during the
fight. He continued to do the "edging-
in" and Corbett continued his original
tactics Of 'edging-away. This sort of
trade was not going on very long, not
more than ten seconds when Corbett
jumped back, rushed forward, hit John
on the nose and John was dazed. Cor.
bett went at him further, and the same
old nose was again smashed and more
blood came out.
John looked astounded, and Corbett
jumped back with the merry smile of a
school boy with big apple. Suddenly
he returned to the fray and before Sulli-
van knew what was the meaning of the
Californian's happy look he got a crack
ON the side of the head that made him
close his eyes. With this Corbett was
on top Of him in less than no time.
Left hand on one side of the head and
right hand on the other, poor John l..
Sullivan became an unconscious beaten
man. He staggered about on his pins
for a second or 80, and while displaying
this fatal weakness, Corbett went down
on him again, as a crow lights on corn
where there is no dummy in the middle
| of the field. A right on the ear, and a
left on the jaw settled the business AMI
| the championship. The last blow sent
the great John l.. Sullivan TO the floor
| with thump, the second time In all his
long career as a fighter that he had ever
| been knocked down. But he was down
| this time for fair and finally. 1t was a
clean and clever knockout blow.
Sullivan doubled up his legs as If in
pain, but in another instant seemed to
collect his senses and made an effort to
raise. He failed in that, and tried the
second time with the same result. He
was knocked out pure and simple. His
seconds had come TO him and assisted
him 10 his corner. Even then John l..
was "out" and didn't know what was
| going on. 1t was not for over two min
| utes that John l.. recovered himself.
Meantime, Corbett had retired to his
corner on the order of the referee, while
the man who has long been known as
the champion of champions" was
counted out and carried to his chair.
| When ten seconds were at last at an
end Professor Mike Donovan, of the
New York Athletic club and W. A.
Brady, Corbett's manager, sprang to the
stage and flung their arms around the
young man who was now the champion
| pugilist of the world and the winner of
| $45, 900 In purse and stake, as well as a
! reputation that will turn perhaps ten
times that amount into his exchequer.
Corbett returned the cordial salutation
with a hearty embrace while the tears
welled up into his eyes. Others jumped
up to the clever Californian and Rugged
him. They had probably won money at
2 or to l on Jim.
While this hugging was going on
Sullivan's handlers were pouring water
over him and placing ammonia to his
nose, and with much trouble brought
him around. When he did come to he
looked up at Jack McAuliffe, who was
tanning him with the towel, and after
opening his eyes half way, or as far as
he could, said In his more than ordinary
"bootleg' voice: Say, am l hcked9
Did that young fellow do itT
McAuliffe sorrowfully admitted that
that was the case. John did not say any
more until Corbett came over and shook
hands with him. John got up, took Cor
belts hand and then spoke to the crowd
Gentlemen" said the ex-champion, 81
am only glad that the championship has
been won by an American"
This speech brought down the house
as 1t has not been affected during all the
week. There was a great, wild-and-
woolly west, hot-southern, mad enthusi.
astic yell when Corbett knocked John
L. Sullivan out, but that noise was not
marker TO the wild, mad house de-
monstration that the gang made when
John L. said those manly words.
| Corbett's Record.