The record-union. [volume] (Sacramento, Calif.) 1891-1903, 1897-03-18
THF BIG FIGHT.
AS Seen by Special Representative
of the "ReCOrd-Union."

| CARSON, March 1.-THE knockout
| blow in the FitZsimmons- Corbett con-
| test to-day was struck by F'itzsimmons
IN the fourteenth round. The Cornish
man was having somewhat the best of
the round, and had already delivered
| three or four right-arm blows upon
| Corbett's neck and head The latter
| had been forced close to the ropes, and
as F1tzsimmons landed again upon his
| jaw, he endeavored to counter The
| Cornishman partially warded off the
blow, and Immediately landed a heavy
swing on Corbett's stomach
| Corbett went down with an agonized
expression. He grasped the ropes with
his right hand, endeavoring to rise. and
placed his left upon his body just below
the heart, indicating the seat of pain
His eyes were half shut. He swayed
unsteadily, trying to recover an upright
| position, but in vain.
| 1t was clear to everyone that Corbett
| had lost. The Australian retired to the
opposite side of the ring, while his ad-
versary was counted out by the referee.
| From many who had not seen the
knockout blows, cries of foul. FOUL"
went up.
by his friends, recovered sufficiently to
realize the situation. He fought des-
perately with his supporters to get out
of their hands and renew the battle. He
finally succeeded in again reaching Fitz-
simmons, and, graphing him, bore him
partially to the floor but was quickly
| pulled away and restrained from further
effort
"Oh, it's awful to lose a fight like this
| he moaned over and over, adding: He
can't lick me. His punches in the jaw
did not hurt me. / can lick him. l
know l can lick him. at the same time
staggering wildly about the ring, refus-
! ing to be comforted by his friends, who,
as we'll as a perfect jam of spectators,
crowded about
Meanwhile Fitzsimmons, the center
of a cheering circle, stood awaiting the
| official decision. His face, arms and
neck We're covered with his own blood,
| through which he smiled grimly and
| responded, ''in the belly to an in
| quiry as to where he had hit Corbett.
| After a few minutes Corbett crowded
up to the Cornishman's corner, holding
| forth his right hand, while the cry
went up, "he wants to shake"
| The friends Of Fitzsmmons at first
attempted to hustle their hero away,
| but finding that Corbett's intentions
were not hostile, permitted Fitzsim-
mons to accept the preferred hand.
Il acknowledge that you have beaten
me fair said Corbett, but you'll have
to fight me again. If you don't I'll lick
you on the street You will fight me
| again, won't you?'
NO" said Fitzsimmons, this is my
last fight"
IF you don't fight me I'll punch the
| life out Of you the first time l meet
| you" said Corbett, desperately.
Fitzsimmons' only reply was to NUT
! ter, shortly, IF you do I'll kill YOU
| 1t was few minutes past noon when
the men appeared almost simultaneous
| y in the ring, FitZsimmons clad in
gaudy blue robe with shrimp pink fig
ureS, and Corbett enveoped in a SINH
| lar garment, but of grayish color and
with large black checks. The latter
| appeared the more nervous. Fitzsim-
| mons took long strides across his side
of the inclosure, with his hands clasped
| behind. his head thrown forward and
his eyes cast down, except when raised
two or three times to glance carefully
| at his antagonist.
As the men disrobed it was seen that
| Corbett's skin was the whittier. The
play of his muscles beneath was more
plainly discernible. He was much more
symmetrical of build handsomer of
| feature and more graceful of move
ment His advantage in weight seemed
TO be but slight if any. Fitz was the
brownier. the more generously endowed
with hirsute decoration upon the body
if not on the Uranium, and seemed to
make up what he lacked from the waist
down in thickness of forearm and mas
siveness of shoulders.
At the first sound of the gong Corbett
sprang to the center, and in accord
ance with an old ring custom offered his
hand to Fitz. The latter merely drew
| his arms back and grinned defiantly, as
| if to say, Now we're even"
| The contest demonstrated from the