Evening star., 1897-03-18

gathered in the afena:a temporary struc-
ture of vast dimensions. having the canvas
covered ring In the center. with row after
row of plain boards. each rising from each
side, and with mo covering but the clear
sky above. iil
Fitffui Scene in Jfm's Dressing Room.
As Corbett staggered to his dressing room
after the contest,shis brothers Harry and
Joe supporting him, one on each side, the
scene was pitiful one What, to him, was
| honor. fame and fortune, had been frrevoc-
ably lost in the brief space of time since he
had left the room! confident of keeping the
championship of the world. A short hour
before he had bden absolutely certain of
victory. without Il shade Of doubt that his
record would remain unmarried. and the
crushing defeat was almost beyond belief
| to him. His trainers crowded into the dark
little room after him and gathered about
him as he sank. exhausted. in chair.
Il can't realize 1t, boys" the defeated
champion said. Il don't know how it hap
pened. l had him almost out, and could
have whipped him if 1 had followed 1t up
but wanted to show him how thoroughly
l could do him. Oh. if 1 can only get at
him again, He must. he absolutely must
give me another chance! 1 can whip him
next time'
There was a moments silence, when sud-
denly Jim leaned forward against his
brother Harry and burst into tears
II can't believe it, he sobbed. Il can't
believe it, Harry, how can 1t be, old man.
that 1 am defeated?"
The scene was too much for the little
crowd of heart-broken friends. Billy Woods
shrank into a dark corner and, with his
cap over his face, endeavored to stif1e his
sobs
White and Mcvey chokingly attempted to
soothe their former chief, and Billy De-
laney. with wet eyes. vigorously famed
the almost fainting man in a vain attempt
to conceal his emotion. Harry Corbett
rrf9 eyarvhOdv to
and Joe sank to his knees beside his de-
feated brother and passed his arm around
his neck saying softly: It's all right, Jim;
it's all right. Everybody knows 1t was
chance blow, and that you are the best
man yet It's all right. old boy. We all
know you can beat him, jim
Corbett's face was pale death and
drawn into lines by the physical and men
tai agony he was undergoing. He little
looked the man who had whipped Sullivan
as he lay back in his chair, his hand press
ed below his heart, where the blow that
had ruined him had gone home.
How my heart hurts me! l thought l
would die when 1 went down. 1 could not
realize that l was being knocked out. l
pain was awful-awful. The only place
feel any trouble now is right below the
heart 1 don't know how badly I'm hurt.
1t may kill me yet, and what is the differ
ence If 1t does
mo, it won't either" he suddenly said
4 bright look coming into his eyes 81 will
get another crack at that fellow yet. I'll
make him fight me again.
There was hardly a mark on his body to
show how the champion had lost. There
were spots of blood upon his arms and
breast. but it was the blood of the victor
not his own.
"Anybody can see that Jim is the clever
e. man. said Charley White. He sim
ply lost on one of those chance blows,
which are always possibility. He can
whip FitZsimmons l know it,
1t was half an hour after the end of the
battle before Corbett could be induced to
enter the carriage for the drive to his hotel
The ride braced him to some extent, ana
he was more cheerful when he reached his
loom.
Corbett left in the afternoon on a special
train for San Francisco;
The Fruits or Victory
Fitzsimmons will receive $4,000 in money
as the result of his victory. This includes
the $1,000 purse, Corbetts $4,000 side bet
and a lump sum, amounting to $1,000 for
his share in the profits to accrue from the
pictures taken blythe kinetoscope people.
Corbett will get $4,000. too. from the pic
ture business, but this will barely pay his
training eAperses. which are heavy.
Mrs. Fftzsimmons n Spectator.
One Of the features of the battle was the
part Mrs. Fitzsimmons played in the VIC
tory of her husband. Never. before in the
history Of the prize ring has a woman wit
messed the struggle of her husband for
lugiistic honors and the new Champion 5
wife established that precedent, which will
hardly ever be equalcd. ~
She was vigorously cheered when she en-
tered the arena, and appeared entirely self
contained aid unconcerned as she took her
seat almost under the chair in Bob's corner
AS he came down the steps from his dress
ing room Fitzsimmons stopped for mo-
ms n at iS vii fa'S SsiI and ly;e-
her as she said cheerily: Good luck to you,
Bob
For the first few rounds she sat quietly.
but the rounds became hotter, her ex-
c1tement mas tered her and Cor the remand
er of the battle she stood up on the floor or
chair excitedly encouraging her husband
or hurting reproaches and instructions at
his seconds.
Greatly Excited.
AS the battle went on she became more
and more demonstrative. At every blow
which her lanky spouse received from his
antagonist her eyes bulged out and with
her fists clinched she cried: THE hound"
The puppy The puppy Punch him,
Bob Kill him.. The plan of battle after
the first round was highly .lispleasins to
Mrs. Fitzsimmons ard in no gentle terms
she chided the seconds Tor no. advising diff
ferent tactics.
Make him keep punching Corbetts wind
idiots, you don't know now to scconu
man: you have lost your senses. DO YOU
want to defeat my husband? DO as l tell
you or Ill make you ish you had
Never BInnched.
Not once during the entire scene did
shade of pallor cross the womals face. On
the contrary, her cheeks Were fiery red and
as she leaned over the railing IN front of
her seat, her eyes blazing and her Eloved
fingers crushed into the palms o: her hands.
she looked veritable fury. Al the end of
every round the New Zealan Ter stretch
ed himself back in his chair she shouted to
MIN words of encouragement and advice,
continually insisting that he aim the blows
at Corbe!ts Eody and let the lace ;iioae.
It's the only way TO whip The hound.
Bob,' she cried over and over. Ard if
you do as l tell you he can't land in the
last round. The wheip is going now, hit on
the body, punch him in ;le wiEj.''
Ecstasy Over the End.
When the end came and Corbett stayed
upon his knees until the fatal ten had been
counted, Mrs. Fitzsimmons almost went
mad with joy. Shouting congratulatory
and endearing terms to the conqueror She