The daily morning journal and courier., 1903-08-18
THE STORY OF 4 FIGHT.
cwritten Week Before the Jenriea


 Corbett Fight by William Collier Dole, Instructor in Boxing at Yale University Gymnasium.)
 The six months war of words was over; the articles long since signed. Now, two weeks before the date of the great event. both men had gone through the irksome part of the severe training. shugly ensconeed in ideal training quarters. not very far from the scene of the proposed battle. they awaited with eomposure, well assumed, if no. real. the final result of talk and work.
 Public interest, which had waxed and waned throughout it all, was taking on new zest. Able articles by clever men, aided by the camera, published inter views by leading papers opinions of experts, opinions of others. all helped swell the retreating tide of indifference to mighty flood of intensest interest. It was at this time Hewlett. the older, lighter man, of the two fighters, re- ceiyed the, following letter:
 acht Traveller,
 Bar Harbor. Me,
 .July 10, 1sO-. My Dear Howlett: - Great desire to hear from you (by letter. how you are getting on.
 NTf Un11 ca,a sYa1sea fTa F;,,,n Iyi, las me know just what you think will hap pen.
 With doubts of your remembrance.
 c. VAN DYKE,
 Union Club, N. Y.
 After 18th inst This letter from the man who set him on his financial feet right after his first defeat by an older, lighter man, wor- ried him. How that defeat ranked yet! He reddened at the thought of it even now. It worried him because it called up again the spectre doubt;n this time it would not down. :, ,s Yes, doubt as to the outcome which had been with him for weeks secret fear he did not dare to own. But this friend, asking as he does, being what he is, had right to know" And, by love, he shall' he said aloud, though he was alone, immediately beginning to write: s
 Cocoa Palms.
 July 20, 19o-.s Dear MT. Van Dyke:
 II hardly know what to say, Yes, do. and will say it
 . The Event, for which I have trained hard is about due. am as fit as can be; work well, eat well; but I tell you, you alone. what have felt for weeks in my inmost heart. I think I will lose the fight There! It's down on paper and off my shoulders already. My reasons? Lots of them. am over forty. Deffries is twelve years less. He will weigh over two hundred and ten, l less than one-eighty. We are even only on good nature 'Pshaw, say you. We'll, the real reason is this: I am not the man was at his age. have gone back. How? Let me try to tell
 ''I have lost my snap; my eagerness to train to fight. True that I am as SOoiy do IASNSl oos GN SI ! illy JuuS SIIltIIt IS even better. My hits are not as hard, nor can I stand a persistent rush such as he will keep up. can get away as fast as ever; and the ring, the biggest I could get signed for, has only twenty rounds to be outside of These are all the chances have. Look at his end of it. He says, I will knock Hewlett out sure. and he means it--believes 1t. l What do say T his: will try to stay the limit and win on points. Def fries expects to win by hard hits; by not getting any of them; by not being there when they arrive.
 trained here years ago There was a brook, not wide. In one of my many walks I used to jump it with ease laughingly. Last week came to it for the first time since then; essayed the leap; fell short fell in; being alone, nc laughter this time.
 That's all. Thanks for your interest lin me. You were a friend indeed to me