The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1894-01-26
CoRBETr Is SAVAGE.

III was snort, sharp and decisive fight,
too brief TO have any elements Of savagery
in it. IL was n forcgone conclusion from
the moment the men stepped TO the CEN
ter of the ring, and Corbett's hatred Of tho
Englishman coming to the surface inhib-
tied him from shaking hands with the
man who had SO uniformly abused and
insulted him. There was all but murder in
Corbetrs eyes. They faced each other and
his intense feeling of hatred almost gave
lorbett the fight as he cornered the En-
slishman. and as his long arms shot out
with the force of catapault, there was
vengeance in wind. Mitchell showed
wonderful cleyerness in beginning, crawl
ing out OF close quarters into which the
superior size, reach and weight of his op-
ponent bore him. but there was no ialter-
ing in Corbett's plan of campaign. and he
slowly surrounded the Briton, raining in
upon his head and sides shower of saw
age punches. There was despair in
Mitchelrs face as he tried vainly to elude
his agile pursuer, and finally, when Cor.
bett closed with his opponent in an oil
corner, Mitchell realized that il was no
longer possible for him TO escape the bat
terry Of the American. He pluckily tried
to spar and failing, sought TO clinch, but
orbett finally beat him Oft, and with a
sharp blow on the side of the jaw, brought
the Englishman on all fours.
coRBETr NEARLY FOULS BIN.
1t was then that the crowd broke loose
in a wild shout Of applause. With the
cheers of his friends ringing in his ears,
and with the memories OF the past crowd
ing fast upon him, Corbett lost his head,
and with the agility Of tiger and the ter
rlble anger OF a lion, sprang toward the
pitiable Englishman on the rough rosined
platform and, describing a semi-clrcle
with his right, tried to land Knockout
blow. Twice he tried this, but MitchelI's
weak and wobbling body saved the Amer.
lean from foolshly sacrificing the honor
and glory that had come to him from the
now decisive battle with the Englishman.
There we're cries of foul from the crowd,
although the sentiment OF the vast throng
was plainly with the American. Cor
belts seconds. with presence Of mind,
shot through the ropes, John Kelly ran TO
the side of the downfallen pugilist and
Corbett was dragged away. Mitchell was
conscious and knew that Corbett was
standing over him, ready TO deal without
mercy the blow that should end the fight.
When the Engishman finally struggled
up, Corbett without a tithe Of pity pounded
his big gloves into the face of his foe until
the latter staggered aud fell against the
ropes and there lay almost sprawling on
the floor, with the blood smeared all over
his face. When Mitchell was again on
his feet, the men again closed in Cor
belts corner and there was savage ex-
change, and when the gong sounded the
seconds and 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 mo-
ment of sparring. Mitchell tried but once,
last desperate play, 10 tackle, but Cor
beit was remarkably foxy and alert, and
soon crowded the poor beaten Briton 10