The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1897-04-06
NEVER 'EARD OF HINGALLs
Fitzsimmons Refers to John ]. In
gals Somewhat Lightly.

gals Somewhat Lightly.
Kansas City, April 6,-An ugly good ma
tured-looking, red-faced scant-haired
man with an under lip like the scoop end
of a coal scuttle and a blue eye as bright
as an incandescent light arrived in Kan
sas City yesterday afternoon and seem
ed to interest the public just about as
much-wen, say, the president of the In
tied States would, if he should arrive
properly billed in advance, with bass
drum accompaniment
The homely individual, who, by the way
bert coat that fitted him so reluctantly
that it made him look like case of mis-
taken identity, IS the greatest man IN the
world-that is, the champion of the world
which is, of course the same thing.
Bob FftzsimmOns. the gentleman whose
upper development resembles the business
end of a mule, and who dislocated the
valves of Jim Corbett's heart long enough
TO put him in another world for at least
10 seconds, arrived in Kansas City at
o clock yesterday afternoon.
Come one way and come another Fitz-
simmons has been talked about and writ
ten about more during the past few
months than perhaps any man in the
World-and a that it hasn't made an air
ship OF his head He IS big. awkward
knows little outside the squared circle.
and yet the person who sizes Fitzsim-
mons up for a fool is as far wrong as the
man who first said that the owl was
It seems odd that Fftzsimmons is not
more popular as a champion, for he is a
sort of Abraham Lincoln Of the prize
There are many strong points about the
man besides his fists For instance, he
John J. ingalls,, and he calls the ex-
senator from Kansas a liar with so much
unconcern that it proves him to be a
Then again, Fitz annihilates all carpers
about chance blows by stating that all
Knockout blows are chance blows.
Fftzsimmons is man who undoubtedly
would say many sensible things were it
not 1or the Iact thaI he has a manager
who wishes to do all the talking for him.
The Third regiment band was engaged
to meet the champion of the world
the depot yesterday afternoon. He and
Mrs Fitzsimmons took an open carriage
His two big dogs took another carriag ge,
and some other people filed up half a
dozen other carriages which were in watt
ing. The band played on, and the pro-
mess streets. There were cheering crowds
everywhere. The small boys, many of
them about the size of men, followed the
carriage It was a chorus of There is
men said: fIs that the man who whip
ped Jim Corbett?'' and the men said:
Well he's got pretty good-lool1ing wife
When the party arrived at the Coates
House there was such a crowd in the cor.
ridor that il was with difficulty that Mr..
and Mrs. Fitzsimmons crossed the house
at all. Fitz seemed to become a little
ratified and began to scOwl This was all
that was necessary-a path was opened.
ness Of John L. Sullivan or the pompous
egotism of Jim Corbett about the ugly
He was an odd-looking fellow. sitting in
the parlor of the Coates House yesterday
afternoon with his long thin legs twisted
around each other and his big hands
spread out in his lap showing the big
frecl1Ies, more numerous than red chips
on the bankers side of a gaming table
lie smiled at everything and talIzed freely
lie talked We'll too, when Martin Julian,
MS manager, did not try to save the
champions wind by cutting in and doing
all the talking himself. F'itz has no more
use for an H than an Irishman has for a
snake, and he drops them everywhere
victory.
And do you know" said he, 'e never
ad me SO1n' for q minute. In that sixth
round e 'ad me bleedin' a bit from tn
'urtin' me a bit. 'E's a stiff puncher, is
Corbett, but 'e's no knocker-out. 1 admit
that e landed some good stiff ones. but I
ad me ed with me hall the time, hand 7
the steam to do the trick; that's han
there his to hit. Why. all tn time / was
g1yin the gang in my corner tips that |
'ad i'm.
chance blow that landed i'm. Well that's
an rlght Hall knOck-OutS are chance
D!OWs, IN a way You can keep singing
MT up against a mans jaw, for hinstance
ana ana ne wlnl5in' and smilin', and then
you get one hin tn same place, han 'e's
gone. Hit was a chance blow, naybe but
you had to get it there.
Ih1s HingallS as said that I told him
thag It was an haccident that I knocked
GOrbett out-eS liar I don't remern-
Der meetin' Iingalls hat all. OF course
Jolly, ana aIter the fight all the dubs were
az ter me, and l give EN- all the iolIv
idIngaIls might nave come up, and might
nave said well, it were another chance
blow, eh?. same as d said to EN- all, but
L swear can't remember meeting anv
such man hat all"