Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1894-02-02
A BATTLE FOR BLOOD.
THE GREAT FIGHT IN FLORIDA
SHORT, SAVAGE AND
DECISIVE.
MITCHELL GOES DOWN IN A
THRICE BEFORE CORBETr.

The Match Lasts But Nine Minutes.
but Is Il Whirlwind During Its Con-
tinuance-Corbett Knocks the
British Splinter About the Ring
With Surprising Ease-Mitchell No
Match for His Agile Opponent ~.
Jacksonville, Fla, Jan. 25.-The great
international pugihstic event has
passed into history and Corbett is now
the undisputed champion of the
world in the heavy weight class His
si;iShins defeat of two sucn men rs
Sullivan and Mitchell gives him his
tit'e without a flaw.
The Englisnman was never in it for
a moment. He was absolutely out
classed and his defeat is so complete
as to leave no possible margin for con-
ISOLATION or explanation.
WITH NEATNESS AND DISPATCH.
1t was Il short, sharp and decisive
fight, too brief TO have any of the
elements OF savagery in it. The re-
suit WAS a foreSone conclusion from
the moment when the men stepped to
the center of the ring, when Corbett's
surface in his refusing to shake hands
with the man who has SO uniformly
abused and insulted him.
There was all but murder in Cor
belts eyes rs the fighters faced each
other, and this intense feeling Of ha-
tired gave Corbett the fight. AS he
cornered the Englishman, and as his
long arms shot out with the force OF
a catapult, there was vengeance in
the w.nd
Mitchell showed wonderful clever
ness In the beginning, crawling out
of the close quarters into which the
superior size, reach and weight Of his
! opponent bore him, but there was no
faltering i'll Corbett's plan of cam
palgn and he slowly surrounded the
Briton, raining in upon his head and
| sides shower OF savage punches.
There was despair in MitchelPs face
as he tried vainly to elude his agile
pursuer, and finally when Corbett
closed with his opponent in an off
corner, Mitchell realized that there
was no longer any possible way for
him to escape the battery of the
American. He pluckily tried to spar
and, failing, sought to clinch. but Cor
bett finally beat him off and, with Il
sharp blow on the side of the jaw,
brought the Englishman on all fours.
1t was then that the crowd broke
loose in wild shout of applause.
With the cheers of his friends ring
| of the past crowding fast upon him,
Corbett lost his head and, with the
agility OF a tiger and the terrible an
ger of a lion, sprang toward the pitt
able EngliShman on the rough roSined
| platform and. describing a semi-circle
with his right, tried to land knock
out blow.
Twice lie tried this, but Mitchell's
weak and wabbling body saved the
American from foolishly sacrificing the
! honor and glory that have come to him
from his now decisive battle with the
Englishman. There were cries of
foul from the crowd although the
sentiment of the vast throng was
| blainly with the American. Corbetts
! seconds, with presence of mind, shot
through the ropes. John Kelly ran to
| the side Of the down-fallen pugilist
and Corbett was dragged away.
Mitchell was conscious, and he knew
| Corbett was standing over him ready
/ to deal without mercy a blow that
would end the fight. When the Eng
! lishman finally struggled to his feet,
Corbett, without 1.-THE of pity, pound
ed his big gloves in his foes face until
the latter staggered and fell against
the ropes and then lay almost sprawl
| ing on the floor, the blood smeared
all over his face. When Mitchell again
| got On his feet. the men closed in
Corbett's corner and there was a saw
/ age exchange, and when the gong
| sounded the seconds and the referee
and half a dozen in the corner had to
pry the enemies apart. 1t was hard
work to bring Mitchell up again, but
Corbett sprang out when the gong
sounded.
There was hardly a moment of spar
ring. Mitchell tried but once as a last
desperate play to tackle, but Corbett
was remarkably foxy and alert, and
he soon crowded the poor, beaten
Briton to the ropes again. Then, with
another of his merciless jabs, sat his
rival fiat on the floor. Mitchell was
evidently suffering severely and his
face was the picture of woe. His mouth
and pose were bleeding, and with bis
big gloves he smeared the blood all
over his face until his appearance was
almost CHASTITY. Again Corbett, losing
his presence Of mind, started toward
Mitchell and again his hands swung
out and again his seconds ran for
ward to save him from nominal de-
feat. Big John Kelly ran over to the
ropes where Mitchell was lying, and
Corbett was born back to his seat
Mitchell hardly dared to rise and Kel-
ly's finger went up and down like the
pendulum Of a clock to count the sec
onds that must elapse before the bat
tie was over. It seemed an hour be-
fore Mitchell finally rose to his feet
again, and it was dangerously near
the limit of time. but just before the
gong rang out Mitchell did stand up,
leaning against the ropes, his face the
counterfeit of his feelings
Kelly waved his finger to Corbatt,
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