The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1897-03-26
/ 4 1 IN Y y y,vIirHi ~ THE FIaHT.
s1iHary Conduct Of the NJ.
I'LL !; tel, fsmAR IN the Hight Pro-

Y ~ larson. New, March 1S. One Of the
most dk4 mntlca features of the battle
iyyas. the part Mrs. Fitzsimmons played
Elm the ylctory Of her husband. Never
si5afOre In the history Of the prize ring
Inns 81 woman witnessed the struggles
s0f her husband for pugilistic honors,
md tho new champions wife estab-
I lnhedi q precedent which will hardly
ever be equulled. She was vigorously
sclleered when she entered the slrenn
and apparel entirely self-contained
linconcerned' Us she took her seat near
sIsOb'S CORNER. AS he came down the
| slope from his dressing room Fitzsim-
b mons stopped for n moment ut his
Wife's side and, STOPPING. kissed her as
she saidI cheeringly: "Good luck to
you, Bob" For the first few rounds
she sat quietly, but as the rounds be-
came hotter her excitement mastered
her, and for the remainder of the hat
tie she stood upon the floor or chair,
excttedly encouraging her husband, or
aEurling reprOaches or Instructions Mt
his seconds. AS the battle went on and
she became more and more demon
strative, sometimes breaking out with
sexclamatfons which bordered on the
sprofanc. At every blow which her
lanky spouse received from his antag-
ontst her eyes bulged out and with her
fists clenched she cried: ''The hound"
"The PUPPY" ..rhe puppy" punch
him. Bob" ''Kill him. The plan of
battle after the first round was highly
d'spleasfng to Mrs. Fitzsimmons, and
In no gentle terms size chided the Sec
onds for not advising different tactics.
make him keep punching Corbett's
wind and he Will win," she screamed.
You idiots, don't you know how to
second a man? You have lost your
senses. Do you want to defeat my
husband. DO as tell you or I'll make
you wish you had.''
AT the end of every round as the
New Zeallnder stretched himself back
in his chair she shouted to him words
Of encouragement and advice, contin-
ually insisting that he aim the blows
at COrbett's body and let the face
alone. Its the only way to whip the
hound. Bob" she cried over and over,
"snd IL you do as I tell you he can't
last the round. The whelp is going
now, hit him OH the body, punch him
In the wind"
When the end came and C0rbett
stayed on his knees until the fatal 10
had been counted, Mrs. Fitzsimmons
went almost wild with joy. Shouting
congratulatory and endearing terms to
the cOnqueror, she stood upon her
cinlr waving her handkerchief until
the tide Of humanity which swept
down On the sides of the arena toward
the ring carried her from her place.
When Corbett made his way to Fitz-
simmons corner and desperately at
tempted to continue the fight the new
champions wife, beside herself with
rage. clambered upon the platform and
frantically struggled to get at the de.
feated man. I'll kill him." she cried,
I'll kill the coward ard Corbctt
would have had a woman to deal with,
and rather formidable woman at
that, had several of her friends not re-
strained her. She was also carried
back to her husbands corner and then
Oft the stage. AS soon as the turmoil
inside the ropes had ;. subsidized she
rushed to the conquerer's dressing
room, where she affectionately greeted
him, unmindful of: the blood which
dripped from his face. ~
II knew Bob would win," she said
us she entered tile carriage for the
drive back to Cooks ranch. 81 am
the happiest woman in all the world
to-day, but I am not any happier than
expected to be. never had any idea
of Bob's losing. This is only what
expected, and It Is the realization of
our hopes. Now Bob and the baby and
will settle down to more quiet lifc."