The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1903-12-20

referee. crime |" III,
The Croxhey Master sprang engerly off
his stool.
"lleep clear OF him! Go cnsy for q Bit
said Barton and Montgomery walked
out to meet his man once more.
11e had had two lessons-tle ofic when
the Master got him into his cornsr, tho
other when no had been lured Into mixing
IT UP With 50 powerful un antagonist I
Now no would be wary. Another blow
would finish lin; lie could afford TO-
run no risks. Tho Master was deter
innecl to follow up his advantage, nnd
rushed at him. sogging ftrlously right
and Laft But Montgomery was too
young and active to be caught 1lo was
strong upon Ills logs once more, and his
wits had nll come back to him. It was
gallant sght-tlo o-of-battloship try
ing to pour Its Overwhelming broadsido
into the frlgate, md the frlgntc tnunoeu-
vering always SO as TO avoid IT., Inc
Master tried ali his ring-crpft. He conXcd
the student up by pretended lnnctivity;
lie rushed ut him with furious rushes
toward tho ropes. For three, ROUNDS no
exhausted every wilc In trying to get
at him.
Montgomery during nll this time was
conscious that his strength was minute
by minute coming back to him. The spinal
lar from an tlppercut Is overwhelming,
but evanesccnt. He was losing all scneo
OF It beyond great stiffness OF the
neck. Tor the first round after his down
fall he had been content to be entirely
on the defensive. only too happy II no
could stall OF tho furious attacks Of ING
Master. In the second he occasionally vca-
tured upon q light counter. IN tho @thlrd
he was srnuclslng back merrily where no
saw all opening. Ills people yelled their
a. htp,n MT tlo pN1 OF every
round. Even tho lronworkers checred him
with that fine unselfishncss which true
sport engcndrrs. TO most OF them. un-
spiritual and unimaginative. the sight OF
this clean lmbed young Apollo rising
above disaster and holding on while con-
seriousness was In him to his appointed
task was the greatest thing their en-
perience had ever known.
But the Masters naturally morose tom
per became more and more murderous al
this postponemcnt of his hopes. Inree
rounds ago the bnttle had been III MS
hands: now It was all to do over again.
Round by round his man was recovering
his strength. BY the fifteenth he was
strong again In wind and limb. But he
vigilant Anastasa saw something which
encnura gei her
'.That bash in T. ribs Is telling on him,
Jock" she whispered. ''Why else should
no be gllplng t. brandy2 Go In lad, and
thou hast him yet"
Montgomery had suddenly taken tho
flask from Barton's hand and had deep
pull at the contents. Then, with his face
a little flushed and with curious look
of purpose, which made the referee stare
hard at him. In his eyes, lie rose for the
sixteenth round.
Game as n PARTRIDGE cried the publ
can, az he looked at tho hard set face.
mix 1t COP, lad; mix 1t oop" cried the
iron men to their Master
And then, a hum Of eNultation ran
through their ranks as they realized that
their tougher. harder, stronger man held
tho vantage after all. 'f S!in' f2aGN5 tti@
Neither of the men showed much sign
Of punishment. Small gloves crush and
numb, but they do not cut. One of the
Masters eyes was even moro flush with
his cheek than Nature had made It.
Montgomery had two or three lived
marks upon his body, and his face WAS
haggard save for that pink spot which
the brandy had brought into either cheek.
EIe rocked a little as no stood opposite
his man, and his hands dropped as II ne
felt the gloves to be an unutterable
weight. It was evident that he
was spent Il and desperately weary.
II nc TeCtlNcQL rOllEl -CIlCi -
must surely 10 fatal to him., II he brought
one home what power could there be be-.
hind 1t, and what chance was there Of
its harming the COLOSSUS In front OF him?
1t was the crisis Of tho fight. This round
must decide It. mix 1t oop, lad; mix
It oop!' the iron men whoopcd Even the
savage eye Of the referee WAS unable
TO restrain the excited crowd.
Now. at last. the chance had come for
Montgomery He had learned a lesson
from his more experienced rival. Why
should he not play his own game upon
him? He was spent. but not nearly SO
spent as he pretended. That brandy was
to call up his reserves. to let him have
strength to take full advantages Of the
openingawhen 1t came. 1t was thrilling
and tingling through his veins. ut the
very moment when he was lurching and
rocking like beaten man. lie acted
his part admirably. The Master felt that
there was an easy task before him, and
rushed in with ungainly activity to finish
II once for ALL He slap-banged away
left and right. boring Montgomery UP
against the ropes, swinging in his fero-
c.ous blows with those animal grunts
which told OF the vicious energy behind
them. t't,
But Montgomery was too cool to fall
victim to any of those murderous opper-
cuts, lie kept out Of harm S way with
rigid guard. an active foot and head
which was swift to duck. And yet no
contrived 10 present the same appear
ancc of a man who Is hopelessly done
The Master. weary from his own shower
OF bows. and fearing nothing from so
weak a man, dropped his hand for an In
slant, and at that instant Alontgomerv'a
right came home.
II was q magnificent blow, straight.
clean, crisp, with the force Of the loins
and the back behind it. And It landed
where he had meant II to--upon the ex-
act point Of that blue-gralned chin. Flesh
and blood could not stand such blow
In such a place. Neither valor nor hard
ihood can save the man to whom 1t comes.
The Master fell backwards, flat. pros
trate, striking the ground with SO stimuli
tsreous clap that 1t was like shut
ter falling from a wall, a yell whicl,
no referee could control broke from tho
crowded benches as the giant went down.
lie lay upon his back his knees little
drawn up his huge chest painting. He
twItched and shook, but could not move,
His feet paved convulslvely once or twice,
It was no use. lie was done, "Eight--
niue-ten." said the tlmekceper. and tho
roar of a thousand voices, with dtalen-
,l,n ali NJ n gbI Ht1lI