The Wilmington daily Republican., 1895-08-12
NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS..
Their Childish Row in a Philadel-
phia Barroom.
ooRBETT PULLED f1Tzs NOSE

After which the Champion Pusliist Delhi.
sratsly spat In His Antagonists Face.
Subsequently Fitn Throw Water Bottle
at Joe Corbett. Striking Manager Brady.
= PHILADELPHIA, Aug. Ie.-Pugiiist Fitz-
simmons loft for New York yesterday
forenoon and Pugilist Corbett went to
Scranton last night. During the six
hours which elapsed between their meet
ing at Green's hotel, on Saturday night,
and Fitzsimmons' departure they kept
out Of the way of'eaoh other, and there
was no more trouble. 1t IL generally
agreed that the whole affair was an exhi-
bition Of childishness on the part Of both
men far more worthy Of o pair Of school
sboys than of men who are claimants for
shs leadership In the manly art of self
defeuse." In the exoitement immedi-
ately following Saturday nights affair, 1t
was difficult in tho extreme to got an au-
thentio account Of ID, as there were but
few who saw the fight from beginning TO
end, and Of those who did there were not
many who were inclined to tell Of 10.
Mr.. H. II. Foote. Jr.. ar ernpioye Of tho
I Roading Railroad company in this city,
was one Of those who saw 10 from start to
flnish, however, and from him reporter
for the Associated Press secured the fol-
lowing aocounti
Joe Corbett and l." said Mr.. Foote,
'-were standing al tho oyster counter In
Green's about midnight when we noticed
Eitzsimmons, Forrest and another man
at tho bar. Presently Eitssimmons walked
over to tho hotel desk and leaned on the
s9ilntsr as If to register. Just then the
,.9or opened and Brady, MoVey and some
others came In from the cigar store.
saw Jim Corbett outside, and Joe, catch.
Ing sight OF him ut the Same time, ran out
TO meet him. What he said l do not
know, but In few seconds Jim came in
and walked straight over to where Fltz-
simmons still stood at the desk. Leaning
on one elbow, Corbett put his face close
70 that Of Fitzsimmons and said: 'Woll,
you are up to your old tricks again, see.
Been saying you would pull my nose, and
all that sort Of thing, hear2'
"I don't know that I have replied
Htzsimmons, but what of it, anyway
"'Why, that's what Of it retorted Cor
bett, as he reached over and caught Fitz.
simmons by tho nose. The latter jerked
away, giving Corbett slight push with
). bis left arm as he did SO. Then Corbett
deliberately leaned over and spat squarely
In Fitzsimmons' face. Eitzsimmons
backed away, and for IAN instant stood
looking at Corbett Then he said In q
low, sneering tone, with strong accent
On the first word:
"'Gentleman Jimi Gentleman Jim
Oh, yes, Gentleman Jim, don't think
This shows how much Of a gentleman you
are.'
Just at this point" continued Mr..
Boote, Brady canned running up, and
Titzslmmons sneered;
"HThere's that sucker of manager of
yours. guess you have your whole gang
here"
Nothing more was said by either
man." added Mr.. Foote, ''and I think
that would have been the end Of 1t, but
Forrest ran over and Joe Corbett rushed
up to take a hand. Then there was a gen.
sral sorimmago, In which all hands, ex-
eept Jim Corbett, took part He stood
as cool as cucumber until the others had
quieted down, still leaning against the
desk Finally Fltzslmmons' friends got
him over to q table, and he sat down,
while Joe Corbett took up his position at
the oyster counter near by.
= can lick you myself, you red headed
ehuinpF shouted Joe Corbettt, after a
minute or two, at the same time shaking
his fist at Fitzsimmons.
"The latter jumped to his feot, and pick
ing up carafe that stood beside him fired
1t straight at Joe Corbetts head. Brady
happened to pass just at this time, and tho
bottle struck him square in the chest, al
most knocking him down. Fitzsimmons
reached for another bottle but Forrest
caught him and held his hand. All this
time Jim. .Corbett stood leaning against tho
desk, laughing with all his might.
Look at the duffer, he said. 'he is ns
white as a ghost He's scared to death.
See that look of fear on his face. wouldn't
be that scared, and show 1t, for a million
dollars, and he laughed and jeered again
until Fltzsimmons looked as II he was
about to throw something at the Older
brother, too. He didn't, however, content
ing himself with sneeringly remarklng as
he glared at the champion:
"'You fat head
"'You red head, was Corbett's re-
sponse
"'Puddln' head, sneered Fits, again.
Sap head retorted Corbett. And
thus the two men stood calling each other
names and exchanging childish epithets
until they got tired OF 1t, and both went
cut
Fitzsimmons, in an interview after the
light, denied that Corbett had tweaked
his nose, but admitted that he had tried
TO do So and the champion had actually
spat In his face. He and his friends OK.
plain his failure to resent the insult with
ablow by saying that Fitzsimmons could
mot afford to jeopardiEe his chances in the
coming fight in that way, as nearly all
the mon in the place at the timo were
friends Of Corbett, and that Fitzsimmons
would have stood no show whatever Cor.
bets's party, on the other hand. contend
that Fitzsimmons clearly showed the
white feather, and say his actions In the
matter show that he has 80 streak of