The Washington times., 1914-02-21

After McGovern's first defeat by
Young Corbett the McGovern stock suf-
fercd great slump. Everybody said,
"McGOvern is all in or this unknown
could not beat him." McGovern's earn
ing power was cut down abruptly, and,
as McGovern's expenditures had always
kept pace with the increase of his in
come, he felt the financial stringency
keenly. Mrs. McGovern felt the pinch,
too, and as McGovern was devoted
husband this cut him worse than his
own lack of ready cash.
Then Young Corbett fought several
times, winning easily, and proved that
he was far from being a bushtown sec
ond-rater, and Terry began to revive
IN popular esteem. He was given a
few fights and won them easily, and
people began to see that if he was not
the Terror of the old days he was very
near it, and much better than any 9TH
er ieatherweight in the business, ex-
/ cept, perhaps, his con1ueror. So he
was matched again with Young Cor
bctt, and not a few expected to see
Terry once more champion feather
weight OF the world.
Both trained faithfully for the fight
I Terry did not underestimate the round
fat looking little Denverite this time
and Corbett never had held McGOvern
cheaply. 1t was an open secret of the
training camps that McGovern intended
TO buy his wife house and furnish it
in palatial style with the winnings OF
the fight. Not only did he gamble beav-
lily on the receipts, but he raised money
of his own and bet. He knew that
Corhett was good man, but he was
confident that he was better one. The
thought that he might lose did not
seem to enter his head.
As the preliminaries were being gone
through McGovern's eyes seemed to
snolder, and smolder until they al
most famed, all the memories of his
former defeat and humiliation and the
hard days afterward stamped on his
grim, scowling face. When the gong
rang he was out of his corner like a
charging tiger and across the ring with
bound to where Corbett stood set to
meet him, smiling cold, snecring
smile.
McGovern dashed himself upon Cor
bett like the sea upon bit OF .lots;lm,
and seemed to engulf and almost oblit
! crate him in wave OF flying arms and
fists. Like a cork upon the ocean Cor
belts head was driven this way and
that before torrent OF blows. and his
! Lodv was thrust from side TO side OF
the ring, beaten and twisted by the
| force of the Terror's onslaught. Round
after round Mc,iovern kept it up, and
1t looked like a bad day for Corbett as
round after round he grew weaker
Under the onslaught. For all his fury
Mct;overn was fighting Il cool. careful
battle, taking no chances and Offering
no openings for the tcrribl" Iorbctt
wallup.
Then Corbett gathered himself to-
gcthcr for supreme effort. Still Snll-
in" sneeringly. giving no indication on
his face OF how the Trrror's blows had
battered and bruised his body. he came
into :, cIinch. We'll. Terry. now I'm
gong to get you. Here goes Your
wifr'e house" he said. showing back
Met overns chin with his open left
glove. and here goes the furniture.
Then he cuffcd him on the jaw with
his right fist and broke ont OF the
clinch
! Insane with rage, Mrt:nvcrn rushed
needless OF guard or caution. Corbctt
half fell, half slipped to the il"or, then
rose as the referee pushed Mr''ovrrn
back to give him time to rise, set him
self, and as the BrookIynit' pushed
past the referee and rushed mailv and
hiindIy at him. swung his terrible right
list through long are flush on the end
of Terry's jaw. Mc:ovcrn's chin twist
cd over his left shoulder as thodgh his
neck would break, then his ;ret lifted
and he seemed to try To dive througl
the floor of the ring on the back OF his
neck and shoulders Then he lay still
and the referee motioucd to his seconds
to carry him off. The goat gctter had
won another victory.
Copyright. by =. A. WalksfJ