Omaha daily bee., 1909-11-28

by the impact OF the fall but In a moment
he was after Kilrain like a lion, and for
the balance Of the battle. which for Sc
verify has had few parallels, he was rom
stantly on the offensive. His tremendous
blows to the body, whether delivered at
long range or in the clinches when back
and kidneys were pummelled, sounded like
the assaults Of a cooper on a barrel. Kill
rain fought valiantly, but nothing could
Withstand Sullfvan's bull-like rushes. and
time after time he was hurled to the earth.
Mitchell never for a moment was riled.
He tainted Sullivan, calling to Kllrain,
Go at him. Jake. He cawn't fight.
You've got him, lad" Sullivan was in
furiated and he hurled defiance at Mitch
ell, saying that when he finished Kilrain
he would lick him (MitchelD in the same
ring.
Sullivan, always the. idol Of the sporting
element, won the admiration Of all at the
~ringside by his fair tactics in this battle.
Kilrain spiked the big fellow severely in
one Of the clinches. The big champion let
1t pass, but when the thing occurred a sec
ond time and the blood welled through the
holes In his shoe as he stepped forward to
deliver a blow his only remark in remon-
STRANGE was:
Crowd Goes wild.
Don't do that. Fight like a man, Jake"
The crowd cheered itself hoarse and there
was no more splking or anything that sa-
vored' Of unfairness.
The heat became in%tolerable as the sun
mounted the heavens. The tall pines at
forded very little shade and It is a matter
Of record that the mercury registered 107
when the battle was at its height.
The bodies Of both men, burnt by the sun,
were torn where the knuckles ploughed
burrows in glancing blows, and the suffer
ing Of the contestants must have been eX-
treine. The tortures Of the spectators were
not imaginary, either, for the majority Of
them had had no food since the previous
evening and there was not a drop OF water
to be had for love or money. Then, too,
there was the brolling heat, and all wished
for an early termination Of the fight and
a quick trip back to town.
Kilrain wal a pitiable spectacle at the
end OF the fifty-slxth round, and time
after time he dropped to the earth to save
punishment. Under a strict interpretation
Of London prize ring rules this would have
lost him the battle, but the referee, who
had the confidence Of everybody and who
stood so high in the estimation Of his fell
low townsmen that they had elected him
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point, and the men fought on.
Mitchell was a mailman and 1t was only
after the repeated urgings Of his friends
who did not want to see a game man cut
into ribbons that the Englishman con-
sented to throw up the sponge, and it
was almost noon when Kilrain was carried
to his corner for the last time.
Sullivan standing In the center Of the
ring, his face bruised and swollen, shouted
to Mitchell to come on and get what's
coming to you," but the Englishman was
already on his way to the train with the
crowd which broke and ran thoroughly
stated with blood for the nonce.
In New Orleans that evening, when clean
clothing had been donned after refreshing
baths, Sullivan was toasted in magnums
as the greatest fighter the world had ever
seen. Kilrain was praised for his game
ness and while the glasses were brimming
he was tossing in pain under the care of
a physician as the result Of the terrific
beating he had received. 1t was days be-
fore he could leave his bed to travel to his
home in the north.
Sullivan's share Of the spells lasted only
a few months, and now Jim Jeffries and a
colored man. Jack Johnson, are to fight
forty-five rounds with five ounce gloves
for something less than a million. + No
wonder the old timers smile with scorn.