Pawtucket tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 1890-189?, 1894-01-26

Before the first round of the fight was
fairly on, his features were white and
drawn, and a wild, hunted look of appre-
hsnsion was in his eyes.
How They Fought.
IL was short, sharp and decisive fight.
II was a foregone conclusion from the
moment the men stepped to the center of
the ring, and Corbett refused to shake
hands with the man who had so infor-
mally abused and insulted him. There
was all but murder in Corbett's eyes.
They faced each other, and the intense
feeling Of hatred almost gave Corbett the
fight as he cornered the Engli shman, and
ss his long arms shot out with the force
OF a catapult there was vengeance In the
wind.
Mitchell showed wonderful cleverness
In the beginning In feeling out Of the
close quarters into which the superior size,
reach and weight of his opponent bore
him, but there was no falterfng in Cor
belts plan Of campaign, and he slowly
surrounded the Briton, raining In upon
his head and sides shower Of savage
punches. There was despair in Mitcheli's
face as be tried vainly TO elude his agile
pursuer, and finally, when Corbett closed
with his opponent In an off corner, Mitch
ell realized that it was no longer possible
for him to escape the battery of the
American.
He pluckily tried to spar, and failing,
sought to clinch, but Corbett finally beat
him Off and with a sharp blow on the
side of the jaw brought the Englishman
on all fours. With the cheers of his
friends ringing in his ears, and with the
memories of the past crowding fast upon
him, Corbett lost his head, and with the
agility of tiger and the terrible anger of
. lion sprang toward the pitiable English
man on the rough rosined platform and
describing a semi-circle with his right
tried to land a knockout blow.
Twice he tried this, but Mitchell's weak
and wobbling body saved the American
from foolishly sacrificing the honor and
the glory that have come to him from his
decisive battle with the Englishman.
There were cries of foul, though the senti-
ment of the vast throng was then plainly
with the American. Corbett's seconds,
with presence of mind, showed through
the ropes. John Kelly ran TO the side Of
the downfallen pugilist and Corbett was
dragged away.
Mitchell was conscious and he knew
that Corbett was standing over him ready
TO deal without mercy the blow that
should end the fight. When the English
man finally struggled to his feet, Corbett,
without tithe Of pity, pounded his big
gloves into the face OF his foe until the
latter staggered and fell against the ropes
snd then lay almost sprawling on the
door, the blood smeared all over his face.
When Mitchell had gotten again to his
tses the men closed In Corbett's corner,
and there was a savage exchange, and
when the gong sounded the seconds and
the referee and the half dozen in the
corner had to pry the enemies apart.
Round Two.
IL Wa hard work to bring Mitchell up
again, but Corbett sprang out when the
gong sounded. There was hardly a
moment of sparring. Mitchell tried but
ence--s last desperate play-to tackle, but
Corbett was remarkably foxy and alert,
and he soon crowded the poor beaten
Bviton to the ropes again; then with
another of his mcrciless jabs sat his rival
fat on the floor
Mitchell was evidently suffering scv-
srely, and his face was the picture VI
wounds. His mouth and nose were bleed
ing, aad with his big gloves he hnd
smsared the blood all over his face. until
his appearance was almost ghastly.
Again Corbstt. losing his presence OF
nnild, started toward Mitchell. and again
his hands swung cat, and again his SEQ
onds xan forward to save him from nom
inal defeat. John Kelly ran over 10 the
ropes where Mitchell was lying, and Cor
bett was borne back IN his scat.
Round Three.
Mitchell hardly cared to rise, and
Kelly's finger went up and down like the
pendulum Of clock to couns the seconds
that must elapse before the battle Is over.
IL was dangerously near the limit Of time
before Mitchell rose TO his fset, but jupt
before the gong rang out Mitchell did
stand up.
He cSne up with his nostrils dilating
and his regular teeth set on mass OF CO.
agulated blood, which must have found
its way upward from the fearful crashes
that had been sent tuto the heart. Corbett
was unscarred. There was not a scratch
visible on his face. There were two fights
which Corbett wanted 20 win. One In
which a personal resentment was the
stake, and the other which carried with IL
che $4,000 purse and side wager. The
former had already been wiped Oft the
calendar, and Corbett started In 70 pass
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