The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1909-04-09

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 clear voice, and my heart jumped into my throat. I felt that my nfe's ambition was about to be realized.
 After three conversations over the phone and few hundred words over the telegraph wires the match was within a few hours of being closed. Johnny Reed very kindly agreed to let me call off the Scaler match, and I beat 1t for Frisco. Upon my arrival found that all arrangements had been made for me to fight Cans on July 4.
 went to Menden Hall Springs for a weeks training with my assistants Jack Grace, Red Cornett, Percy Dana and Manager WilluA Britt.
 We spent a week at the springs, hunting and climbing hills and doing road work, etc. We found the high altitude very beneficial. Next we went to Afllett's training quarters at Colma, Cal, which had been my old lucky stamping grounds.
 A Fourth of July Affair.
 We met at the lightweight limit, 133 rfngside. The fight was to commence directly after weighing in. Jack Welsh of San Francisco was mutually agreed upon as referee of the contest by all parties concerned.
 We entered the ring a few minutes after 3, and both were accorded hearty receptions After a bit of preliminary photographing and posing for the mov- ing picture machines we bandaged our hands and were ready for the fray. Then old familiar Billy Jordan, the of. nciali announcer, said:
 @Gentlemen, this will be a forty five round contest, straight Marquis of Queensberry rules to govern. Let 'eI eov'
 As we entered the arena, as usual, ! was the under dog in the betting. Any one who cared to bet a dollar on me could practically write his own tick. ct" Just to give an idea of how the battle looked in the fourth round such a wise fellow as the lone time" fighter Sam Berger bet $2O against g witl a personal friend of mine named Jo seph Hamlet of Ireland. I could never see where had any the worst of the fighting at all, but some of our opin ions differ.
 After the seventh round I had suct a big lead in the fight that every mar in the house seemed of the one opin ion-"Nelson is a sure winner, and il is only a question of rounds before the black man will get his.''
 Before our first battle in GoldfeId ] was somewhat in doubt as to my ab.li ty of being able to defeat the black wonder, but after that fight was more confident than ever.
 I knew full we'll that the negro had quit in GoIdfeld during the first part of the forty-second round. claiming foul, when the referee awarded him the verdict.
 Cans Scents Defeat
 In the sixteenth round Cans admit ted that he was being beaten beyond all question when he attempted to take unfair means He tried to push me through the ropes and, in fact. did everything dirty he knew how rather than be knocked out by me.
 In the seventeenth round I became somewhat angered, but I was careful not to lose control of myself I fol lowed him around the ring, pounding him unmercifully about the body.
 Toward the end of the round we fell into clinch. As we were pulling away I saw my chance. Drawing my arm to one side about six inches, I dealt him a terrible left half scissors hook squareIy on the top of his liver. The negro let forth loud grunt. His face twisted up, his eyes rolled back, and, crumpling up like bundle of pa- per, he fell sprawling on the mat. He was out good and clean.
 Cans claimed foul two or three times during this Colma fight, but his claims were not allowed by Referee Welsh.
 I had achieved the ambition of my