The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1899-06-10

walked the length Of the hall at 9:20 to
! an accompaniment of cheers, while Fitz-
simmons, who was accompanied by his
Spartan-like wife, gained the building
and dressing room by rear door. The
disagreement as to the conditions of
clinches and breaks was discussed and
settled outside of the ring, and there
was but little delay when the terms
were agreed upon.
Fitzsimmons went into the ring at
1905. His entrance was the occasion
for a theatrical demonstration. Julian
was first and then came the fighter.
The seconds were next in line and then
came two men bearing the great floral
piece that was almost funereal in ap-
pearance. 1t was inscribed, Good Luck
to the Champion" Fitzsimmons bowed
tremendously. Jeffres was next into
the arena, and, like his opponent got a
demonstration. F'itzsimmons looked
lanlly and thin, but his skin was clear,
his eye bright and his step elastic. He
made a great display of American flags
at his waist. Jeffries looked sturdy and
massive, and seemed a little nervous.
He got the worst of the assignment of
corners, for the great lights shone into
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nervous sort of way. Siler, too, look
ed colorless and i'll at ease There was
no trying delay in the ring, and the big
gong sounded out just as soon as the
men had been presented with gloves.
When they squared off Jeffries looked
fifty pounds to the good. The opening
round was a try-out, pure and simple,
and not single blow of an effective ma
ture was landed, First one was the
| pace-maker and then the other essayed
the pressing. They were almost equally
active and the clever work recompensed
the crowd for the lack of excitement.
The second round began in a business
like way, with Jeffries trying his left.
F'itzsimmons then took turn, but was
short. Just as the round closed Jeffries
downed Fitzsimmons with a hard,
straight left on the jaw
The champion came up slowly in a
dazed sort of a way and reeed toward
his man. The crowd cheered Jeffrles on,
but the gong ended the round Fitz-
simmons rallied in the rest, and was ag-
gressve again in the third. Fitzsim-
mons was bleeding, but fighting vi
ciously. He made the pace, but it was
the Californians round. The fourth
round was asst, but evener and not de-
cisive. Fitzsimmons made his best
showing in the fifth. He opened the
round with punch that opened JEFF
fries left eye and sent little torrent
of blood coursing down his cheek He
forced Jeffries against the ropes, but the
Californian slipped away from him. He
made Jeffries hug again, but when the
round ended Jeffries was back and fight
ing. Fitzsimmons was the aggresSor in |
the sixth, and that, too, was his round. |
He tried all of his tricks with left and |
right, but was unable to place them
right He closed with a strong short |
uppercut, but that, too, was blocked.
The seventh might be said to have been
Fitzsimmons' round, but he did no par
ticular damage with his punches. The
eighth saw the beginning of the end for
Fitzsimmons never gained his balance
after that round Jeffries began the
round with a straight left on the face
that again brought the blood out of his
opponents mouth. The Cornishman
staggered back against the ropes, but
came back for another facer There
was fear in l0itzsmmons' corner and
Julian yelled to Fitzsimmons to be care
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lefts on Jeffries jaw and Jared him as
the round closed.
Fitzsimmons looked like a beaten
man. The ninth was all Jetfrles, lie
sent the Australians head back with a
series of lefts, scored right on the body
and avoided any serious punishment
kept pressing forward all /;
the time, however, but was unable 10 '
find his opponent. The tenth was really ]
where he faded. Jeffries rushed his OPP {
ponent and downed him with left
swing. Fitzsimmons seemed out and
there was a moment of the widest ex- ,
citement Julian ran along the sides :
of the ring and sprinkled water on his ,
fallen idol At the end of seven Sec :
1nds Fitzsimmons staggered to his feet, r
only to go down again. He was up G
again and Jeffries poised himself for Z
he finish He shot his left to the body 9
and tried for the head with his right. ;
He was calm and collected, but the !
line was too short. Again did the gong r
,ome to the aid of the man who was =
hen going staggering and dazed to GER q
ain defeat. There was an attempt to r
'evive the champion of champions, but
le was cleanly gone and his seconds
,ould not restore him. The fate-like .
,ong changed again and the old fighter
vabbled out to meet the sturdy young
Hercules who awaited him. 1t was =. :,
and gritty dash up to the =
lring line in a battle, but it was hope
ess. They We're together 1t was +
plendd moment and full of all that
Iramatic intensity that characterizes a
,lay. Jeffries was as fresh as at the
tart There was a moment of sparring >
nd the giant arms of the Californian Z
hot through the air. 1t was left and
light and over. F'itzsimmons, limp and
unconscious, dropped to the floor jeff I
led stepped back, for he knew the n
orce that had been put behind his ter G
ible blows. The timers called off the U
econds that counted out the old ring i
ero and heralded another, but nobody Il
eeded them. The crowd was on it's II
aet bowling. There was a rush for the j
ing, but score of bluecoats barred the D
-ay. Ten seconds is a short period of W
me and when the tenth had como q
lere was new roar of acclaim to wei
anne the victor Julian. kenney, ol
Tickey and Everard gathered up the CO
rostrated man. He was still in a Ia
'ance. They carried him to his corner b
nd a little blood oozed from his mouth, u
ell e., l.; oh.