The Birmingham age-herald. [volume] (Birmingham, Ala.) 1902-1950, 1902-07-27


tiers predicting something for every
fact so trivial that l don't believe Mayor
Schmitz will heed it. I know nothing of
1t beyond what is rumored."
Fitzsimmons Badly Hurt.
Fitzsimmons is badly hurt. The terrific
body blows that he received last night
have unquestionably affected his heart.
Great welts stand cut on his back and
sides, and only today while being rubbed
down he tainted. When coming out of the
/ faint he imagined he was in the ring once
mere, and his attendants had a busy time
/ of it controlling him. Fitzsimmons' right
thumb is dislocated and two knucnles of
his left hand are badly out of place. He is
now under the care of physician.
1t was claimed that the outcome of the
fight was prearranged. Fitzsimmons in
sists, however, that this was not done
Intentionally. He was fighting all the
time and the punishment he had borne
up under told on him at last Delenay,
Eagan, George Siler, Greggan, Sam
Thall and others are loud in their de-
nunciation of the story that the battled
was fake. They say that the prophe-
sying of the final round in a sealed note
to the Mayor was coincident and that
hundreds of anonymous letters suggesting
parallel outcomes were received.
Fitzsimmons, in an extended statement
said today: Il fought the greatest fight
of my life and here have been branded
as a cur. 1 was winning at the time,
but 1 could not have won any way.
Both hands We're gone. I've fought
three hundred and twenty-eight battles
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by Jefferies. That shows that he is a
better man, doesn't it? I've twenty-five
years of hard lighting and my hands
have gone back on me. If they had
been all right Jefferies would not have
lasted six rounds, but I've got no excuse.
AS God is my judge, l did my best
Knew of the Letter.
1T know some woman had written that
I was to lay down in the eighth. I was
told of it yesterday afternoon. When
l got in distress in the eighth last night
thought of the letter and tried to stand
off till the end. but l could not do It.
remember that as l went down, l said
or tried to say I'm gone but l guess 1t
was not any more than a gasp He
knocked all the wind out of my body
| did not say that was a peach, and If
l smiled, as they say / did, that must
have heen a smile of pain. I tried to last,
but l could not / got what | gave many
a good man. Like the blow that l gave
/ Corbett it was little to one side.
at was said in the fight that Jeffries
| caught me on the ear. l did not feel it
much then, but this morning about 2
/ o'clock it caught me good and l thought
/ l was going to die. l can't raise my left
hand now And they say I was taking.
] call on the American people to Judge,
/ he cried again as he said this.
"Why," he said with his childish frank
ness, Il prayed to win this fight 1t was
the first time | ever prayed to win. I lay
in that room-he pointed to the adjoining
room-"and prayed: God, give me
strength to win this battle, and l will,
be thankful Amen. Do you think | was
| taking after that. If l wanted to fake
l could do it better than any one in the
world, because I'm not afraid of a punch.
would have gone up and taken one that
would have stretched me out"
Jeffries' face is a sight His eyes were
pulled out and Unsolicited and sis cheeks
| cut and bruised.