The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-04-02

To the general surprise he did nor rush. Angry though he was, he fought carefully, his touched pride impelling him to bend every effort to last out the round Several times he struck, but he struck cautiously, never relaxing his defense.
 Glendon hunted him about the ring, ever advancing with the remorseless tap-tap of his left foot Yet he struck no blows nor attempted to strike. He even dropped his hands to his sides and hunted the other defenselessly in an effort to draw him out.
 Cannam grinned def1antly, but de clined to take advantage of the prof fered opening.
 Two minutes passed, and then change came over Glendon. By every muscle, by every line of his face. he advertised that the moment had come for him to get his man.
 Acting it was, and it was well acted. He seemed to have become a thing of The effect was apparent on Cannam, who redoubled his caution.
 Glendon quickly worked him into a corner and herded and held him there. Still he struck no blow nor attempted
  namss part grew painful.
 In vain he tried to work out of the corner, while he could not summon resolution to rush upon his opponent in an attempt to gain the respite of 2 clinch.
 Then it came-a swift series of sim pie feints that were muscle flashes Cannam was dazz1ed- So was the au- dience. No two of5the oniookers could agree afterward as to what took place
 Cannam ducked one feint and at the same time threw up his face guard to meet another feint for his jaw. He also attempted to change position with, his legs.
 Ringside witnesses swore that they saw Glendon start the blow from his right hip and leap forward like tiger to add the weight of his body to it. Be that as it may, the blow caught Cannam on the, point of the chin at the moment of his shift of position.
 And. like Hanford, he was uncon- scious in the air before he struck the ropes and fell through on the heads of the reporters.
 Of what happened afterward that night in the Golden Gate arena col umns in the newspapers were unable adequately to describe The police kept the ring clear, but they could not save the arena
 It was not riot; it was an orgy. Not seat was left standing.
 All oyer the great hall by main strength, crowding and Jostling to lay hands on the beams and boards, the crowd uprooted and overturned.
 Prizedghters sought protection of crT, police to escort them out, and fighters, and battered
 jaw, prodfgiously swollen. earned him this mercy.
 Outside, when finally driven from the building, the crowd fell upon a new $7,000 motorcar belonging to 3 well known fight promoter and reduc- ed it to scrap iron and kindIing wood.
 Glendon, unable to dress amid the wreckage of dressing rooms, gained his automobile, stilI in his ring cos. tune and wrapped in bath robe, but failed to escape.
 By weight of numbers the crowd caught and held his machine. The DO lice were too busy to- rescue him, and in the end a compromise was effected whereby the car was permitted to pro- ceed at walk, escorted by 5000 cheering madmen.
 It was midnight when this storm swept past Union square and down upon the St Francis. Cries for a speech went up, and, though at the ho- tel entrance, Glendon was good natur- edly restrained from escaping He even tried leaping out upon the heads of the enthusiasts, but his feet never touched the pavement. On