Evening journal., 1894-01-26
FIGHTERS UNDER BAIL.
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opponent in an of corner Mitchell realized
that it was no longer possible for him 10
escape the battery of the American
He pluckily tried TO spar, and. falling,
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. 10 was then that the crowd broke
loose IN n Wild shout of applause.
Corbetps Uncontrolled Rage.
With the cheers of his friends ringing in
his ears and with the memories OF the past
er0wding fast upon him, Corbett lost his
head and with the agility of a tiger and
the terrible auger Of a lion he sprang to-
ward The pitiable Englishman on the rough
ros,nsd platform. and describing a semi
circle with his right tried to land a knock
out blow. Twice be tried this. but Mitch
ell's wenk and wabbhng body saved the
American from fo0lshly sacrificing the
honor aud the glory that hcye come to him
| from his now decisive hatlle with the Eng
| lishman.
There were cries of foul from the crowd,
Rlthmi 81 the sentiment of the vast throng
wss then 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 Cor.
bett was dragged away.
| Mitchell was conscious and he knew that
i Corbett was standing over him ready 10
deal without mercy the blow that should
end the fight. When the Englishman
finally struggled TO his feet, Corhett with
out a tithe of pity, pounded his big gloves
into the face Of his foe until the latter stag.
gered and fell against the ropes and then
lay almost sprawlng on the floor the
blood smeared all over his face When
Mitchell had gotten again to his feet, the
men closed in Corbett's corner, and there
was a savage exchange, and when the gong
sounded the seconds aud referee and the
half dozen in the corner had TO pry the en-.
emies apart.
| 1t was hard work TO bring Mitchell up
again, but Corbett sprang out when the
gong sounded, conscious of his strength
and supremely sure Of ending Ia the wink
ing of an eye the aspirations of his over
rated antagonist. Mitchell WAS all but
showed out 60 meet the onslaught OF his
rival. There was hardly "A moment Of
sparring Mitchell tried but once--a last
desperate play-to tackle, but Corbett wa.
remarkably foxy and alert, aud he soor
crowded the poor beaten Briton to th,
ropes again; then with another of bis mer
ciless jabs he knocked his rival Hat on IN,
floor.
Mitchell was evidently suffering severely
and his face was the picture Of woe. Hi
mouth and nose were bleeding, and will
: his big gloves he had smeared the blood al
over his face until his. appearance was al
most CHASTITY. Again COrhett losing hi
presence of mind, started toward Mitchell
. | and again his hands swung out, and agail
his seconds ran forward to save him from
nominal defeat.
The Knockout Blow.
= Big John Kelly ran over to the rope
I where Mitchell wns lying, and Corbett wa
4 ! borne back 20 his seat Mitchell hardl
\ cared 20 rise, and kelly's finger went u
e and down like the pendulum OF a clock I
. | count the seconds that must elapse befOr
q tho battle was over.
It seemed an hour before Mitchell hnsll
rose TO his feet again, aud IL was danger
. ously near the limit OF time, but just b.
fore the gong rang out Mitchell did stan
p up Leaning against the ropes, his face ia
counterfeit of his feelings. Kelly wave
y his finger TO Corbett, VINO WAS seated
d his corner, and the American champio
d sprang forward for the last time
3 Striding over to where Mitchell stood,
Ie dangerous leer in his eye and with the 81
l., preme satisfaction of revenge he shot h
N hand out with the speed of a lightn.n
bolt. The big glove landed fairly an
n squarely on MitchelPs face, and the Ens
+ lishman fell prone upon the stage, N
|. blood oozing from his mouth and stainin
n the rough pine boards Of the ring.
Il He made one attempt to move himse
l. and then turned over and lay with his IA,
n to the floor, utterly and absolutely heater
a until his seconds ran over and bore him
his corner, and with the cheers Of the PEI
,r pie pitched to the highest key dimly RIM
If Ing in his ears he sat in his corner tryin
, to realize the suddenness and complet
!, ness with which all Of his hopes had bee
N blasted
"A The crowd remained long enough TO 81
IL Mitchell borne TO his corner. While q
IN fallen gladiator was receiving the consol
% tion OF his admirers and the cheering syr
!. pathy Of funny Pony Moore, his father.i
n law, Corbett WAS being surrounded an
N crushed by his frantic friends, all trying
sa shake his hand at once.
en- Victor and vanquished.
Is As soon as the fight was over Corbe
slipped on his trousers again, drew
towels about him, and stepping as light
A. as when he had entered the ring he ma
~ his way slowly back to the old kitchen
an the yard where he had spent an hour l
~ fore the fight waiting for Mitchell TO con
81 Mitchell drew his old gray bathing 81