Birmingham state herald. (Birmingham, Ala.) 1895-1897, 1896-05-10
F|7z WILL NOT FIGHT JIM.
Insists That Corbett Must Whip
Somebody Else.
RACING MEN HARASS SANGER
He Promises to Satisfy Every One Who Has
Challenged Him, but Not in Special
Races.

| around Birmingham, and being unable
to get match with any of the aspirants
for pugilistic honors, l have decided to
spend my time hereafter in fighting 9TH
er peoples battles. / don't know of a bet
ter man to begin on than Fitzsimmons,
who is now devoting all of his time, tai
| ent and energy in trying to avoid Cor
bett. sz.o. -
Bob still insists that he will pay no at
tenton to Jim Corbett until the latter
gets a reputatio that will suit him,
Moreover, he says it will make no differ
| ence whether Corbett follows him
abroad. ss .i-s=
II won't fight him in England or any
where else unless he fights good man."
said Fitzsimmons. He never has fought
| a good man except Jackson, who had a
sprained ankle, and even at that Corbett
couldn't whip him."
Mrs. Fitzsimmons, Manager Julian,
Miss Julian and her daughter, profession
ally known as Mile Theo, will accom-
pany the conquerer of Peter Maher
abroad.
| Corbett whose season has also closed
| is now in Hot Springs, where he expects
to remain several weeks. He will sail
for England sometime next month.
Jim Corbett has nNw done all that NOR
| tai man could do to bring about a. fight
between himself and Bob Fitzsimmons
for the championship If the world, and
| he can afford to stop his endeayors in
that direction without fear of losing pu-
| gilistic caste in the eyes of the sporting
| masses throughout the world. 1t is true
that the champion has made big blum
ders in the handling of his champion
ship, but he has paid dearly for them,
and so he should now get that backing of
those whose backing amounts to any
thing in the fistic world. With the Stu
| a ri apfi oil ccier na1 hxyI rIatf
ing the Australians signature In this
country, and both fighters in England,
| Corbett following and challenging Fitz-
simmons in every city in which they WIS.,
| 1t, it Is little hard to understand how
the lean-legged-lizzard Like hitter from
| Timarue is going to avoid fight He
| will have to have harder face than his
| hide to do so and face the sporting COM
| munity with explanat tons about how a
man, of Corbett's well known ability as a
| champion fighter will have to make a
"reputa ton before he will agree to meet
him. The Britshers will put Fitzsim-
| mons in their mad house If he comes any
| such rot on them. But Corbett Is doing
the right thing now, no matter what he
has done in the past, and if he doesn't
make the atmosphere hot where he and
his hated rival dwell, then I'm no Judge
of the Californian.
Harry McEnerny of New Orleans, an
| authority on sporting matters, says:
Il have always maintained that public
opinion will compel any man or even the
rudiments of decency in him to do that
which is right, and / always said that
the same opinion that made Corbett yield
in his efforts not to fight Fitzsimmons
would ultimately make the antipodean
agree to meet Corbett. OF course my
prophecy hasn't come out yet but 'bide
a Vice. as the Scotch say, and see If the
| men don't match or If they will not, you
and l and all the readers of fistic news
will be of one opinion, and that opinion,
that the foreigner knows on which side
| of his bread the oleomargarine is smear
| ed. After posting a challenge for six
| months, in which he should say that IL
| Fitzsimmons doesn't come to terms for a
| fight he will never agree to meet him in
the ring, Corbett should go ahead de-
| Tending the championship against any
and all invaders and challengers, and
| after little while the Australians audi
| ences will begin to think him an impos-
tor and the dollars of our daddies' will
grow smaller in proportion and beautiful
~ less. Then you'll hear from Fitz.
Mark my words"
I witnessed the Wednesdays game of
| ball, and the decisions of the umpire re-
called to my mind the following applca-
BILE poem, which once appeared in the De-
troit Tribune:
The Umpire Stole the Game.
| They waited at the city gate,
| Nor spake they any word;
| The multitude gazed anXiously,
| And scarcely breathed or stirred.
| Bethought they not of heat or sun,
| Though strongly beat 1t down,
| But waited there with anxious hearts
The people of the town..
| Assembled were the burghers proud,
| And with them ladies fair,
And by the side of these the poor
| For everyone was there. ~.
| The high, the low, the young, the old
| Who came in rags or state
Together in that fateful hour,
They waited at the gate.
And suddenly mighty shout
From a hundred throats arose,
| And thrice a hundred threats the cry
Take up, and on II goes;
| Swelling mighty chorus then,
| The clamor fills the way,
| AS all the multitude exclaims
'rhey comet They come! It's they"
Afar upon the highway now
| figure Is deserted
Alone" All eyes were strained. "Alone
And near he comes, until they see
He walks with faltering feet
And dropping head nor rise his eyes
The multitude to greet. -aT -
what bodies itF' cry the burghers;
Thus cry the ladies fair
Likewise the poor and all Of those
Who are assembled there.
flushed again their voices all; -
With faces blanched they wait.
And bang upon the lips Of him
| Who stands within the gate.
Thrice tries the man a word to say,
And tries he yet again.
Ia -. ll..t ~ 4a5. A.s4
Three times his quivering lips do part;
Three times they part In vain.
At last he speaks; and, speaking low.
| He tells the citys shame;
Those near him only hear him gasp:
THE umpire stole the camel"
In Edinburgh on Flodden's day M ".
| All hearts were filled with woe q. .,.a
| At thought of battle bravely fought
| And lost, and yet trow
That grief was not to be compared
| To what to LeesVille came, arf
When from the Liver Eaters
The umpire stole the camel
RACING MEN HARASS SANGER.