Omaha daily bee., 1909-02-21

SdNk bAiuoCkf LICK buIke ana olntft OF
the London and Birmingham sans broke
into the ring and beat sisvin with clubs
and knuckle busters. incidentally robbing
him OF certain success. Squire Abingdon
was expelled from the Pelican club OF Lon
don for completely in this dlsgraceful af-
fair. while the best sportsmen in England
declared slavin the champion.
Sullivan Caught King Edward.
John l.. sullivan. who had recovered his
health meanwhile, sailed for England in
October. 1887, with the intention Of meet
ing the best man on the other side Of the
big pond. He got a great reception in Lon
don and was invited by King Edward VII,
who was then the prince OF Wales. to give
a private boxing exhibition before him with
the late Jack Ashton. The bout was a
very select affair.
I'm very happy to meet youl" said Ed
ward when he was introduced to Sullivan.
How are you, prince?" replied John L.
as he shook his host by the hand. Suili-
vans slambang style pleased Edward i'm
mensely, and the latter said:
He's the quickest big man I ever saw
box. What a wonderful p%hysiquei'
Sir Charles Beresford, who was in charge
Of the little private bout, called Sullivan
1@hN1 oANNA NH0 GAHlDINlOn anu l0AnkA0 him
on behalf Of the prince. He also offered to
pay Sullivan and Ashton for their services.
but John refused any money consideration
whatever.
'If the prince wishes to make a present
1 shall accept it with pleasure" said the
big Boston siugger. A few days later Sulli-
van received a rather flashy gold headed
cane with the princes compliments. SuIi-
van 1OOlrad ~ ovar cow.f.tt.
Inscription on the handle and then suddenly
turned to Ashton, saying:
Jack, take this out to a hook shon and
see how much you can get on it!'
why. you're not going to soak it so
soon' John, are you?" asked Ashton in
establishment.
mol" replied Sullivan. But I want to
know the value of the stickl" So Ashton
went out with It only to return with the
information that all he could realize on
the cane was GO. sullivan's eyes flashed
fire.
rs that all?" he roared in anger.
Here, take 1t back to his royal nobs
and tell him he may need It hlmself!' But
Ashton and others laughed John out of it,
so that he brought the cane back to Amer
lea to Illustrate to his friends the cheap-
ness of his nobs,i' as he expressed it.
About this time, when Sullivan was show
ing In the leading cities in England. Charley
Mitchell kept challenging him to fight with
bare knuckles for the championship of, the
world. After a tiresome controversy the
match was finally made for $1,000 aside.
Harry Phillips acting for Sullivan and Pony
Moore for Mitchell.
Had POny'' Sweating Blood.
1t took three hours of wrangling before
the men signed articles of agreement. Dur
ing these proceedings Sullivan and Mitchell
came near having a rough house then
and there. but friends kept them apart.
The fight took place on Baron Rothschild's
estate at Chantilly, France, on March 10.
1883. Sullivan wanted a sixteen-foot ring.
but Mitchell insisted on a twenty-four-foot
arena, so he could do a little sprinting The
referee was b. J. Angle. the veteran, who
mas presided at the National Sporting club
Of London for so many years.
One of the most anxious spectators was
Pony Moore, Mitchell's father-in-law. who
stood in Charley's corner. When Sullivan
let go his famous right In the second round
and knocked Mitchell down, Moore ex-
claimed:
There goes my boy!" vrs
When Sullivan scored another knock down
soon after, Moore yelled.
There goes my blooming house and all
my brass!"
In fact for the first five rounds 1t was
all Sullivan, and the Britons thought their
champion was done for. 1t was in the fifth
round that Sullivan made a desperate swing
with his right, which caught Mitchell on
the back of the head, but disabled Johns
big fist. Mitchell claimed first blood in
the eighth round and got 1t. After this rain
began to fall upon the pugilists and sulli-
van had several chills. He kept running
after Charley. who was so nimble on his
feet that he generally managed to keep out
of harms way.
The mob of English thugs and rowdies
hooted and taunted Sullivan until they made
his life miserable. From the constant foot
work by both pugilists the turf in the ring
became soft and sloppy with mud, and
sullivan was soon leg weary. The rain
soaked crowd began to be uneasy and
Ilnaiiy the notorious Jack Baldock took
the center OF the ring and cried out:
Shake hands and call II a draw AS
nobody made a strong protest Referee Angle
declared the battle a draw in the thirty
ninth round.
- OAhhNo dhu NiltCnen leTt the ring and
were on the road to Paris they were both
arrested by gendarmes, who held them up
with their revolvers. They were admitted
to bail, but they skipped across the English
channel, each FORGETTING 1850 bonds. Sew
eral years ago. when Sullivan was supposed
to be going blind, Mitchell went over to
Boston and handed him a $50 dill. They are
the best of friends in their old age.
Enwr0Iu G-a - -
1t was along about 1889 that a sea cap
tain came to this city from Barbados TO
hunt up an American fighter who might
be able to lower the colors OF a colored
heavyweight who had been beating ali
corners on that island. This dusky won
der called himself Prof. Graves, and he
was really a scientific scrapper. The sea
captain finally induced Brooklyn Jimmy
Carroll to undertake the job.
AT that time Carroll weighed only I5O
pounds in fighting trim and when the
Barbados sports looked him over they said
he was too small for the smuggling pro-
lessor. The match was made, however.
and every man of note on the island was
at the ringside. Graves was a to / favor
lite in the betting.