Los Angeles herald., 1892-08-30
SULLIVAN AND CORBETT.
The Two Rival Gladiators
on Exhibition.
Each Given a Great Ovation
in New York.
John L. Greeted with the Greatest
Enthusiasm.
The PabIio Given Chance to Judge
the Merits of the Two Men-Sul-
livan Shows q Good
Deaf OF Fat.
By the Associated presa.l

By the Associated PreseI
New YORK, Aug. 29.-John L. Sulli-
van received great reception on his
arrival at the Flatbush avenue theater
today from his training quarters. The
train was half an hour late, but that cut
no figure with the enthusiastic crowd
waiting. To avoid the crowd, Sullivan
hurried through private exit, followed
by an admiripg crowd, who cheered him
to the echo. With the assistance OF two
mounted policemen, who piloted him
through the crowd, he was escorted to a
carriage, and driven rapidly to Phil
Casey's handball court. Sullivan le-
tired to a private room and refused to
see anybody. A surging mob was out
side the court.
A great crowd crushed itself into the
Clermont-avenue rink, in Brooklyn, to-
night, to witness the reception rendered
to Sullivan. Police bobbed up every
where, and there was the best of
order. The elite of the sporting
fraternity was there tosee what
Sullivan looked like. Charley
Johnson was smiling and happy,
apparently looking earnestly forward tor
success. In the center of the immense
rink was pitched twenty-four-foot
ring, and around it the multitude
surged. There were half dozen bouts,
in which some local fighters showed
themselves, and shortly before 10o'clock
the man of the evening appeared. Pam
demonium reigned. Jack Ashton fol-
lowed the champion.
A great floral harp on which was in
scribed: John l.. Sullivan, champion
OF the world" was handed into the ring,
and as Sullivan bowed, the cheering
grew louder. There were cries OF
'speech," and the big fellow said: 81
thank you for your hearty applause,
and appreciate it. I believe have the
good will Of the people here this even
ing, on my last appearance before nv
last fight. That fight will decide
whether am the John L. Sullivan, or
John L. Sullivan, who has passed bv. /
am not going to speak disparsgingIv OF
MIR. Corbett. All l will say is I am most
| glad to appear here. / have deceived
you once, but let by-gones be by-gones.
l am going to stop speaking now and
you will next hear from me on the 9TH
of September"
Sullivan's words were punctuated by
the widest yelling. Then there were
shouts for Phil Casey, and that modest
gentleman was dragged into the ring.
There appeared to be a good deal OF
flesh on Sullivan as he sat in his corner.
HE eyes were bright and flashing, and
his face hardened and tanned. His
shoulders were in splendid condition,
and his muscles showed excellently.
There appeared, however, to be lots of
fat over his stomach and on his back. 1t
is very strange if he does not weigh in
the vicinity of 220 pounds.
He perspired very freely when he
spared three rounds with Jack Ashton,
but showed the agility of cat as he
went around the ring. His actions
were like lightning. He wore a con-
fident, hardened air that could not be
mistaken. He went at Ashton very
hard, tapping him at short intervals
with his left, and once with his right.
Although Ashton only touched the
champion on the neck and shoulders,
he was very tired at the end of each
round. 1t was remarked that Sullivan
puffed good deal after the finish OF
each round the wrinkle of fat over his
waist beaved in and out to no small de-
gree. Still his admirers feel that he is
in prime condition. His flesh is well
colored, and his striking force is as
marvellous as ever. His legs are in the
best of form.