Connecticut western news., 1894-02-01

Ing or an eye the aspirations or hs over rated antagonist. Mitchell was all but showed out to meet the onslaught of his rival. There was hardly a moment of spsrring. Mitchell tried but onoe-s 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 mer- ciless jabs he knocked his rival hat on the floor.
 Mitchell was evidently suffering severely, and his face was the picture of woe His mouth and nose were bleeding. and with his big gloves he had smearsd the blood all over his face until his appearance was all most ghastly. Again Corbett, losing his presence of mind, started toward Mitchell, and again his hands swung out, and again his seconds ran forward to save him from nominal defeat.
 The Knockout Blow.
 Big John Kelly ran over to the ropes where Mitchell was lying, and Corbett was borne back to his seat. Mitchell hardly cared to rise, and Kelly's finger went up and down like the pendulum of clock to count the seconds that must elapse before the battle was over.
 It seemed an hour before Mitchell finally rose to his feet again, and it was danger ously near the limit of time, but just be- fore the gong rang out Mitchell did stand up. leaning against the ropes. his faos the counterfeit of his feelings. Kelly waved his finger to Corbstt, who was seated in his corner, and the American champion sprang forward for the last time.
 StridinR over to where Mitchell stood, . dangerous leer in his eye, and with the su- preme satisfaction of revenge, he shot his hand out with the speed of lightning bolt. The big glove landed fairly and squarely on Mitchell's face, and the Eng lishman fell prone upon the stage, the blood oosing from his mouth and staining the rough pine boards of the ring.
 He made one attempt to move himself and then turned over and lay with his face to the floor, utterly and absolutely beaten, until his seconds ran over and bore him to his corner, and with the cheers of the peo- pie pitched to the highest key dimly ring ing in his ears he sat in his corner trying to realize the suddenness and complete ness with which all of his hopes had bsen blasted
 The crowd remained long enough to see Mitchell borne to his corner. While the fallen gladiator was receiving the consola- ton of his admirers and the cheering sym psthy of funny Pony Moore, his father-in-
 
 crushed by his frantic friends, all trying to shake his hand at oncs.
 Victor and vanquishsd-
 As soon as the fight was over Corbett slipped on his trousers again, drew his towels about him, and stepping as lightly as when he had entered the ring he made his way slowly back to the old kitchen in the yard, where he had spent an hour be- fore the fight waiting for Mitchell to come. Mitchell drew his old gray bathing suit over his shoulders, and aided by his sec onds and friends he WAS led back to his cabin.
 Preparations were then made to get the fighters out of the city. There was . great crowd around the dressing room until the pugilists were ready to leave, but the ma jority of the sports rushed back to town as soon as the gong sounded the deathknell oi Mitchell's pugiiistic hopes, burdened the wires with telegrams to their friends and broke bottles of wine or cursed their luck or bad judgment, according as they had pinned their faith to the American or Brit ish champion.
 Corbett rested for quarter of an houI in his dressing room, chatting with hii friends and expressing his satisfaction with the result. He would have liked tc punish Mitchell more, and that was sp parently bis only regret The American showed not a trace of punishment. Mitchell remained in his dressing room resting after Corbett had gone His facs was washed of the blood with which 1t had been smeared, and he was made ready tc leave the city. After Corbett's carriage had rattled down the road Mitchell came out of his cabin, walking unsupported and evidently not much hurt and showing nc sign of the battle save a cut on the lip | from which the blood had flowed somewhat | freely during the brief fight.