The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1894-01-26

Jim Hall and Tom Allen. The house was
In an uproar. Dempsey, Delaney and DON
aldson rushed to the side of their principal
and begged him not to hazard the chance
Of sure victory by losing on a foul. Kelly
stood over Mitchell, his time occupied in
about equal parts counting the seconds
and paving off Corbett.
Full eight seconds had elapsed from the
time when Mitchell went to grass until
he regained his feet in a STOPPING posture,
and Corbett still struggling with his sec
onds to get at him, fell over on his side
and sat on the boards. 1t looked like a
deliberate invitation for Corbett TO COM
init the foul, and it proved irresistible for
the champion He jumped at his foeman,
and, swinging his right, struck Mitchell
while the latter was still in sitting pos
ture. He had evidently regretted sending
the blow, for as it landed he had so veered
its course that, instead of being planted
firmly, it grazed Mitchelrs head on top
Again the Mitchell corner sent up a cry
of foul, but the referee disallowed 1t,
claiming that it had done no harm. Mitch
ell fell in on Corbett as he got TO his feet
to escape another swing, and then Snap
per- Garrison pounded the big gong for
time. Corbett heard, turned and went to
his corner. Instead Of going to his, the
Englishman bounded for Corbett, catching
the latter just as he getting into his
chair. It was right-handed swing, and
the warnings of Corbett's seconds did not
stay it. 1t landed on Corbett's we'll
rounded head and glanced off harmlessly
to the shoulders. Foul" cried Brady, but
Corbett shook his head. and Mitchell was
carried to his corner groggy and worn out
with the work of the round.
THIRD AND LAST.
The beginning of the end, inaugurated In
the previous round, was here brought to
successful finish. Never was man so COM
pletely, so signally and, for a fighter, so
disgracefully beaten as was Mitchell in
this, probably the last time the Britisher
will ever respond to the call Of Center,
gentlemen" He came up with his nostrils
dilating and his regular teeth set on a mass
of coagulated blood, which must have found
its way upward from the fearful crashes
that had been sent into the heart Corbett
was unscarred. There was not a scratch
visible on his face His hands were holding
out in admirable fashion, and he made up
his mind to decline issues where they in
volved punches on the hard surfaces OF
Mitchells body. There were two fights
a personal resentment was at stake, and
the other which carried with it a good
sized purse and side wager. The former
had already been wiped off the calendar,
and Corbett started in to pass on the other
Mitchell was slow in coming up. and Cor
bett went straight for him Mitchell led
his left in an attempt to keep Corbett at
arms length. 1t was the last lead Mitchell
made. Getting inside of the lead, the men
clinched, Corbett brushing the alleged
strong man off as if he were boy AS he
pushed him away swift as a flash crossed
In the deadly right of the American clean in
the jaw Mitchell went down under the
force Of the blow. In the fall he swung
across the lower rope, poised there an in
slant and then slipped off to the rosined
floor.
Corbett turned about after delivering the
blow ard nonchalantly walked to his COR
ner. He sat down and watched the writh-
ing form of his adversary towering Kel-
ly called off the fateful seconds. Mitchell
had not fallen did he remain down to
escape punishment this time The powerful
right of the American had landed in vul-
nerable spot. 1t might have felled an OK
as if with mallet The idea that Cor
bett had no punching power If not already
dissipated, vanished six seconds afterward.
Mitchell writhed about under the ropes and
finally labored to an upright position. Cor
bett thought that the fight had already been
won. The referee stood between the re-
cumbent form of Mitchell and Corbett, and
when the former struggled dizzily to his
feet Kelly stepped aside so as not to OBJ
struct the champions view, calling his at
tention TO the fact that the Englishman was
in a fighting attitude. Corbett leaped from
his seat and with bound flew at Mitchell.
The latter was fifteen feet away, dizzily
leaning up against the ropes. Corbett came
at him as if out of a catapult 1t was a
right-hand swing which next was brought
into play and it was delivered while at full
speed. The added weight of Corbett's own
running weight was lent to the blow, and
when it was landed it fell squarely on the
point of the jaw.
Mitchelrs head fell forward on his breast,
his lower jaw dropped, his left hand fell
Imply to his side, the right falling under
his body in the descent His body reached
the floor, face downward and he lay there
as lifeless as one dead. There could be no
further doubts There was not one chance
in a thousand that he would recover inside
the prescribed ten seconds. His face turned
slightly TO the right, and from his mouth
and nostrils oozed the blood in tiny streams.
Kelly had counted the ten seconds slowly
enough, and in his deliberation about the
matter there much of mercy.
When the time had finally run its limit
Kelly, with wave OF the hand towards
Corbetts corner, shouted, "Corbett wins -
at the same time beckoning the seconds OF
Mitchell to their man. Pony Moore jim
Hall and Steve O'Donnell stopped dowr
over Mitchell, O'Donnell applying a bottle
of ammonia TO the nostrils of the English
man. He lay there, despite this, and the
three picked up the limp body and SLOWLY
carried it to his corner. Here the bottl.
was again put to Mitchell, and nineteey
seconds after the last blow had been sent
in the eyes of the man from England
opened drearily. You're out" said Pony
Moore. Mitchell made no response YER
bally, but shrugged his shoulders as if hc
was thinking of the spilled-milk story. Hi:
long English bathing gown was forced over
his arms and ne was slowly led from the
ring to the dressing room.
Corbett, in the meantime, was being be
sieged by a crowd of his friends. They
almost wrung off the arms of the victor
His first act after the fight had been wor
and lost was TO throw his still glcveC
hands about the waist of his little man
ager and backer, and the two INDUCED IL
what sounded very much like kiss. Kelly
shook Corbett by the hand iourished m,