The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1892-09-12
DOESN'T WANT ASSISTANCE
The Ey-Champion Declines Favor at
the Hands of His Late Antagonist.
Corbett's Offer of Benefit Refused with the
Beast, Amt John l.. Sullivan Yet?"-
The Big Fellow at New York.
Decial to the INDIANAPOLIS Journal.

Special to the Indianapolis Journal
NEW YORK, Sept 11.-John l.. Sullivan
got back from New Orleans to-day at $3.50
p. NJ, on the New York Central road, ac-
companied by Charley johnson. The ex-
champion came through the Grand Central
Station at Forty-second street. with awell-
bandaged-up head. Just rs he reached the
gates crowd of about $50 began to cheer.
This little reception made him smile. A
second later, somebody proposed three
cheers for the greatest champion yet
known" and all hands responded
with will Sullivan now held his
head up and besmed on the assemblage
as he never did when q winner. He was
very much tickled. and passed out of the
station TO the Vanderbilt Hotel, block
away, in better spirits than he had been
since he got licked on Sept. z. Policemen
were necessary to make q passage through
the crowd in the station and on the side
walks to the hotel, but John L. finally got
there, and did the right thing after q long
journey. He took bath and went te sleep.
just before he took his nap he was asked
if 1t were true that he had declined til q
offer of Corbett to give HIM benefit.
Il
that one defeat will not stop me from going
ahead, and want no favors at the hands
of man who beat me. / can get along
without him. COrbott 10 q good young fell
low and he beat me fair, but don't want
his services or his money. Amt John l..
Sullivan yetF'
Sullivan then took his nap and after
wards received hundred or more friends.
Some of them asked how he came TO be
whipped. few had the nerve to ask him
how it came that he was unable To get in
anything like q fairly hard blow on Cor
bett.
"Oh. / could not get near him. He had
too long arms for me. Why. that young
fellows arms stick out like branches on q
tree. and he can hit o hard punch. too.
having no hitting power are all rot He
can hit like - when be lands. and his
jabs are terrors, hard and fast. He's all
b,mss,e Fishs snd n will mako big reputation for
''Do you think Corbett will kesp the
championship as long as you didf'
.You can't tell about that" Sullivan re-
piled. There are two or three jabbers
and make him bleed and weaken him. l
scarcely think that any man is as clever as
Corbett. but you can't tell. There is one
thing can tell you, and that Is the young
hands, which he can reap IN year or SO,
and If he taxes chances in a fight before
the end of that time ho is a. fool"
That the big fellow was sober when he
reached this city may be judged from his
talk IN this interview. His face still
showed traces of the cracking COrbett gave
him. His nose had several stitches in the
skin. and was still swollen. and his lips
protruded. Both eyes showed signs of dark
rings. How his stomach and breast APP
peared could not be discovered, but they
must have tendency toward the ebony.
Sullivan will open his show at Providence,
X. l., in two weeks.
Sullivan. it is claimed. has not been
ing himself to-day entirely to malt liquor.
and that be pariook of very ,sparingly. On
the way to the city he avoided talking
with his fellow-passengers as much
as possible. The passengers on the
train describe his conduct as admirable
Swarmed Around Corbett Like Bees
SPARTANsBURG, s. c.. Sept IL 1-Corbett
and his party did not leave Atlanta till the
middle of the day. and several thousand
people gathered around the station to see
him off. AS the Washington vestibuled
limited of the Richmond & Dan.
vile railroad. to which Corbetts
special car was attached, pulled
out of Atlanta, the great champion
was cheered TO the echo. At every station
large crowds of people were assemb bled to
Cnccr tno tall young CallfOrnlan as the
train flew along at the rate of forty fl ve
miles an hour 1t was almost a contln uous
waving of hands. hats and handkerchiefs
and at stations where short stops of a
minute or so were made, people svarmed
around Corbetts car like bees around a
hive and cheered for Corbett at the top of
their voices.
McAuiffe Was Drunk on the Eve of Battle.
CINCINNATI, Sept. 11.-Frank O'ReIlly,
the wealthy builder and contractor of
Orange, N. j., who passed through the city
yesterday, en- route home from New Orleans,
tells tho following, which he had direct
fiom the lips of Dick Roche. McAuliffe's
hacker: "On Monday night, the evening of
his fight, McAuiitfe got hilariously drunk.
Roche became aware of il, and was furious
He threatened to forfeit the stake. and
even started to do so. but the situation So
bered McAuliffe sufficiently for him to
plead for dear life. and Roche finally sue
cumbed to the pugilist's entreatles"