River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1914-04-23

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rounds owe the sixteenth. That last
punch in the sixteenth didn't shake
him. But he faxed the knock out, just
the same. and fooled all of you"
How about t%onightY' a voice call
ed out. rs it a ~frameupT'
1T is" was Glendon's answer.
Flows the syndicate betting? That
Canaan will last to the fourteenth"
HowIs and boots went up. For the
last time Glendon held up his hand
for silence,
I'm almost done now. But I want
to tell you one thing. The syndicate
gets landed tonight. This is to be a
square fight. Tom Canaan won't last
till the fourteenth round. He won't
last the first round"
Canaan sprang to his feet in his
corner and cried out in a fury:
You can't do it! The man don't live
who can get me in III round!'
Glendon ignored him and went on.
"Once now in my life ! have struck
with all my strength. You saw that a
moment ago when | caught Hanford.
Tonight. for the second time. l am
going to hit with all my strength
that is. if Canaan doesn't jump
through the ropes right now and get
away. And now I'm ready"
He went to his corner and held out
his hands for his gloves. In the OppO-
site corner Canaan ragged while his
seconds tried vainly to calm him.
At last Billy Morgan managed to
make the final announcement.
This will be a forty-fve round con-
test" he shouted. Marquis of Queens
bury rules! And may the best man
win. Let her go!'
The gong struck. The two men adj
vanced. Glendon's right hand was ex-
tended for the customary shake, but
Canaan. with an angry toss Of the
head, refused to take it.
To the general surprise he did not
rush. Angry though he was. he fought
carefully, his touched pride impeiling
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
ever dropped his hands to his sides
and hunted the other ~defenselessly I'D
an effort to draw him out.
Canaan grinned defiantly, but de-
s--r ~ A,l-o n II US vto cn of tho nr0T-
fered opening.
Two minutes passed, and then q
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 we'll acted.
He seemed to have become a thing OF
steel. as hard and pitiless as steel.
The effect was apparent on Canaan,
who redoubled his caution.
Glendon quickly worked him into a
corner and herded and held him there.
Still he struck no blow nor attempted
| to strike, and the suspense on Can
nam's part grew painful.
In vain be tried to work out Of the
corner. while be could not summon
resolution to rush Upon his opponent
In an attempt to gain the respite or a
clinch.
Then it came-a swift series of sim
Die feints that were muscle flashes,
Canaan was dazzled. So was the au-
dience. No two of the onlookers could
agree afterward as to what took place.
Canaan 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 a tiger
TO add the weight of his body to it.
Be that as it may. the blow caught
Canaan on the point Of the chin at
the moment of his shift of position.
And. like Hartford, 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
aight in the Golden Gate arena col
umns in the newspapers were unable
adequately to describe. The police
sept the ring clear, but they could
rot save the arena.
1t was not a riot: it was an orgy.
Not IA seat was left standing.
All over the great hall by main
strength. crowding and jostling to lay
lands on the beams and boards. the
crowd uprmted and overturned.
Prizefghters sought protection of
the police. But there We're not enough