Indiana State Sentinel, Indianapolis, Marion County, 31 January 1894 — Page 2

THE INDIANA STATE SENTINEL, WEDNESDAY MORNING, JANUARY 31, 1894TWELYE PAGES.

lost confidence In himself, and from then on he was Iij?htinsr only to be whipped. Corbett, on the other hand, was confident, and sure cf himself at all time?, and if one can tell fr:m a man's face what thoughts are in his mind, he was confident and sure of Mitchell. It was a time when personal v enhance over what he deemed an unpardonable insult was to be glutted, and he reaped the full measure of his satisfaction. He said early in his training days that when the time came he would take his time about finishing his man. and enjoy to the utmost the gratification of his revenge. His fighting blood was flowing warm and fast today, however, and in his anxiety to win he almost threw away his chance? of victory by striking a fallen man. It was only with the greatest difficulty that he was restrained by his seconds from doing so. An Throne. The scenes at the ring side during the brief progress of the fight afforded a succession of startling pictures. The men outside the ropes were far more excited than the men within. When, in the first round, Mitchell skipped around with his little cockney airs and motions and now and thn n.ad a feint at Corbett and once or twice touched him gently, the crowd, which was about evtnly divided In sympathy, togan to go toward him. In the second he rather favored matters and the crowd was more his than ever. But a crowd is mor:- tickle than dame fortune herself, ar.d when Corbetfs fist shot out and Mitchell went to the floor, it turned to the American and yelled for him to -kill him." "knock him out." Mitchell was resting upon his right knee with hi3 rirht hand supporting him. and a ouriou.s dazed expression was on his face. Now. that he was down and that he was bein counted out, he tried to smile in a pitiful kind of way, but could hardly make it. All this time Corbett was frantic with anxiety to get at him. Ire made several attempts to strike ar.d was warned off by Delaney wh fearful that Coroett would strike a foul Mow and lose the fight, stood just outride the rr pes shouting and waving his arms at him. "Keep away, ket p away." he yelled, but it was of no avail, t'orbett was all aflame and made motion after mti"n to strike, and was only held off by I' - feree Kelly, who had crowded between him and Mitchell. Delaney Hunhea Into (lie Hing. Delaney, ,-eing that 0rbett was lost to everything but an e ermastering d Kire to tight, sprang into the ring and catching him am und thJ waist by main Mreng-th held him from his prey. There was a rush of Mitchell's seei.r.d to the center cf the ring, as they thouyh jx ssit'iy Tel;inoy int-nded t ait ins: a hard in the struggle. He had no m h intention, however, being bent only on keeping Iiis own man fnra throwing away the chance of uccess. As the gong sounded 8nd Corbett walked to his corner Mitchell was on his feet again, and, rushing up to Corbett, he attacked him. The American turned like a fla.sh. and, with a fiendish look in his eyes, he struck vicously at his foe, but he fell short and aga'n he was forced into his seat by Delaney and Dempsey. The crowd around the ring had by this time become frantic The tiger blood in it was up and other Mood must flow to satisfy its passion. Veils, howls, cries of all kinds tilled the air with d-afeiiins effect. In thirty second the crowd had gone from Mitchell to Corbett. The underdog was winning but little sympathy now. The l-'irmt K'nnrk Dnnn. The drop of a pin could be heard as the men stepped to the center of the ring for the third round. C.rb-tt manouvered until lie had Mtchell in the southwest corner of the. ring, then suddenly his arm shot out with lightening speed, and the hoxiug champion cf Kngland was flat upon his back and half through the ropes. More wild yells from the crowd, now at white heat by the sight of red blood flowing down Mitchell's fa'-e; more loud calls for Corbett to "kill him," "knoet: him down again," "put him out," went up. Corbett lost liims. If asrain and made a pass at Mitchell before he was on his feet, Mnxin him only a slight glancing blow. However liicht as it was, it was too Touch for the faithful relaney, who, with a wild leap, sprung between the now almos; heaf'-n man and the victor, who was now advancing upon him with clinched hands and Hashing eyes. "Keep oil. for heaven's ake. Keep away, Jim; lt the man get up" pleaded I'elanpy, almost in agony. This time 'orbett was tractable and he walked to his corner and sat down, although the bell had not yU sounded the tuminatiea of the round. Slowly, weakly and helplessly, Mitchell rose to his feet. He had not beer, counted f d and the round was net yet at and end. ";o in Corbett," "''o in Jim.' yell-d a hundred voire, an 1 Kelly, the referee, motioned Corbet t or.. And the Second. .Springing to his feet, Corbett stalled on a run toward the man who dazed, helpless, with quivering knet-v, and Moody face, awaited him. "With all the Impetus of his run. with nil the strength of his powerful frame, Corbett struck again, and it was all ov-r. His dark brown gloves caught Mitchell quarely on the jaw; there was a d ill sound and the Englishman f!l forward, his face striking the hoards with a "mud I'ke the dropping of a heavy w-t sponge. He lay without sign or motion, dead to all appearances to all of his surro.n dings. "Nin", "ten. out," went Kelly's deliberate voi.-e. an 1 Charley Mit hell had met his first defeat, and what, he declared, will be his last tight in the ring. I,ike John 1 Sullivan, he had fought onc! too often. As Kelly called out the word "out" Corbett laughed. It was not a laugh of triumph; hardly a laugh of satisfaction; it was more a laugh of amusement v.hPh seemed to say: "I really never thought he could possibly be so easy." Wild Knthnnixdiu. Mitchell's prostrate form was quickly reached ty O'Donnell and he was carried senseless to his corner. While they swabbed his pale and bloodstained face the enthusiasm of the crowd for Corbett knew no bounds. They climbed over the ro-s. clasped his hands, reached under the ropes and touched his legs and, from first to last, they yelled. They yelled when Corbett stood up and howled with, delijrht when he sat down. "Oh, Fee him put on them pants," yelh-d one enthusiast as the champion performed a prelude to an appearance outside of the ring. Corbett heard the words and they tickled him greatly. He looked around and laughed heartily and then he evoked more applause by putting on his brown striped bath robe. They left the ring followed by hundreds of wildly cheering men. Meanwhile In the opposite corner of the ring a far different scene was going on. Jim Hall, with a Mtter recollection of the day in New Orleans, when he opened his eyes to ask Mitchell, "What

round was It, Charlie, when I was knocked out?" was gently, wiping away the blood from the face of the man who ministered to him after his defeat by Fitzsimmons. who had now undergone a more crushing defeat than had ever come to Hall. "Bat" Masterson, the picture of disappointment, stood beside him. and "Pony" Moore. whose face throughout had almost been a mirror of the fight, busied himself in fanning and rub- , ting his badly beaten son-in-law. j Mitchell's "All Over." ' It was fully two minutes before Mitchell came to himself again and he then said, to nobody in particular: "It's j all over, eh?"

All over, Charley." was the response, and with a long-drawn sigh Mitchell subsided into silence. He left the ring not long after Corbett. ..nd dressing himself in his room, he entered his carriage and returned to the city. The crowd, for the most part, left "before either pugilist departed from the arena. The general feeling was one of keen disappointment at the poor fight put up by Mitchell, and of disgust at having paid so much money for so small a com- , bat. Corbetfs demeanor throughout the preliminaries was a study. He sat in his corner, presenting a picture not unlike that of an Indian warrior when Mitchell came into the ring. His long, pompadour hair, his striped robe, thin face and tightly compressed lips, made him look very much like an Indian chieftain. When Mitchell stepped into the ring ' the look on Corbetfs face was frightful. i He kept moving his head gently forward I A. Vl0- ti3?J- 'fTHH FIST THAT DIP IT. and back, his eyes flashed with anger and a cold, cruel smile played about his thin lips.. It was a smile that was ugly, it meant that no mercy, respite nor anything would b" granted. It was a smile that carried a feeling of murder with it. and if Mitchell had never been uneasy before It wa-s enough to brtng him discomfort if ho saw it. It said as plainly as could be uttered without words, "He u here at last, just a,s I wanted him. and I will whip him if I have to icill him." The- smile was a true index of the result so soon to follow. tun msiKss nv tiii: ci.m. it Sold Ticket All the Vr from . 0 $r.o. As the time set for the fight approached the Duval club added another to the long list of disreputable actions which has characterized its management of the fight. It began to let in at $3 and $11 per head an immense crowd of men who had refused to pay more and would not eonie in at a higher price. Manager r.owden. when it was announced that evn the working newspaper rv-n should le charged fjt each for admission, was asked by an Associated Press correspondent: "Are you going to sell these tickets any cheaper tomorrow?" "Never." he replied. "I give you my personal word of honor that ::J0 will be the cheapest tickets sold, and that rate is made only for the working newspaper men." Today watchej the m-n took $." Bwden stood at the door and man after man pay ?lft. and if sail they had not that amount, and passed them through the door to sit beside the men who paid $25 and ?3", and many of them $50 for admission. At 1:52 Mitchell drove through the gates, seven minutes less than one hour after the arrival of Corbett. He was driven at once to his little dressing room and prepared for the battle. The spectators, who were rapidly growing disgusted with the long delay, lost no time in attributing the trouble to the club, which was, they declared, merely holding off everything until the arrival of the afternoon trains. At 2:lo o'clock "Hat" Masterson of the Mitchell party appeared in the arena, and in reply to a question said that Mitchell was in the very best of shaio. He said that Mitchell would be seconded ! by Jim Hall. Steve O'Donnell and ' "Pony" Moore, the father-in-law of ' Mitchell. Masterson said that he would : aet as time-keeper for the Rnglishman. I As the time s'n.d away and no sign of I the fighters appeared, the crowd re- ! lapsed from restlessness into something ' like indifference, with the Idea that no i light would be seen for an hour. At j L':0s Billy Madden broke this by climbing j into the ring. Before he could speak a yell, "Corbett at the door!" announced the arrival of the champion. Hats and umbrellas went wildly into the air as Corbett. clad in a long bath robe with brown stripes, walked through the aisle. He was for a time unable to proceed on account of the throng of people who pressed around him. No sooner was he seated in the ring than another yell at the door announced Mitchell's arrival. As Mitchell climbed into the ring at 2:121i. Corbetfs face was a study. He eved Mitchell with interest, and a sardonic smile played over his face, which said as plainly as words: "I have you now." Mitchell was impassive, neither smiling nor saying anything. I-Srady and Delaney then evoked more enthusiasm by turning the Irish and American flags and hanging them over the post on the southeast corner of the ring. Denver Fd Smith declared that he wanted to light the winner for $10.000 a side, for which the two principals met Hood's Glares ri ;i ft w Urs. John Teuton Dyspepsia, Intense Misery "No pea ran denerib the suffering I enlured tea years from lyppia. I had almost füre Mp Hope cf ever beinx any better uriical be -an to Uk a Hood's Sarsapr-nlla, 1 mraarrlroirol and advise anyono suffering from dyspepsia to try Hood's Sarsaparilla The truth of this statement I era glad torrlf r t aar t-rac. lias. John Frox, 67 FTkla Btrect, Pittsburgh, I'a Hood's Pitts r purely rentable, crtuLy retired tsua Um best lagredleata. 2b.

in the center of the ring for a moment's i talk, after which they returned to their corners. ! When Corbett threw aside his, robe, j he appeared clad in nothing but a rea. ! white and blue trunk. He wore black

shoes and aarK gloves. Mitchell wore white gloves, black shoes and trunk, and his right wrist was bandaged. Corbett refused to shake hands, and time was called at 2:25. COXTEST BY HOIXDS. The Champion's Terrific RiRht Hand Illonv Does the "Work. Hound 1 Corbett, at the call of time, sprang to the center of the ring with his man just emerging from his corner. Corbett fought with the same style guard he employed so successfully in the combat with Sullivan. Mitchell's guard wraa low, and with his left hand tending downward and his right went In over his heart. The Englishman was forced to the south ropes by ints, and for a full minute the men stood or pranced, feinting and fiddling about. Mitchell finally shot out his left for the body, falling short in the effort, Corbett endeavoring to counter, unsuccessfully. They came together in a clinch. Corbett at once anticipating his opponent's moe by putting the heel of his open glove up against Mitchell's nose. Mitchell then, after a couple of efforts, got in with his left on the stomach of the American, Corbett countering with his right on the ear, and bringing the color to the Briton's face. Mitchell twice led for Corbetfs ribs, landing both times, but short in each instance. Corbett contint'ed nursing his n an around the sides of the ring, as Schaefer would the ivories in a long rail run. Corbett lr. iided lightly with is left, Mitchell making good with two body blows, one to the short ribs and the other the chest, both light and landing without leaving any superficial traces. Mitchell again sent out his left, falling short and doing no harm. On another lead from Mitchell, who was being penned up against the ropes and thus forced to lead. Corbett planted a light left over the heart of the Knglishman. Mitchell once more tried to tight his man off by leading with his left, the American countering with his right for the head. Mitchell avoided it by his clever and famous duck. Just before time was called he led for Corbetfs face, landing lightly, as his man was going away from it, and then following it up, he repeated the blow. When Corbett went to his corner a smile of self-eonti-fle iee Jit up his features, as if to say, "He's weighed and found wanting." The Second Itonnd. Hound 2 Corbett, as in the first round. g"t the stage corner and kept Mitchell up against the ropes throughout the round. Mitchell cr.ee reaching the center by taking to his feet and getting out of a tight corner in which Corbett had hummed him. 'e-hett 1h1 with his left, reaching' the face . f his antagonist with a jolt which shook the man from her majesty's domain. Mitchell led with his right, Corbett getting out of reach, and th-an retaliating in like manner. Corbett forced the foreigner to the southeast corner wiih his light, and. on Mitchell's ducking, tippcrcut the latter with a short-arm left. Mitchell ran in n Corbett after this, the American driving him off with a left-hand blow in the region of tha kidneys. Corbel t shot out a left "hook" to Mitchell's face, and. drawing back quickly f"r a repeater, found the Birmingham man with his left arm about his own neck in a clinch. Corbett brushed iditchell off. and, getting him in close quarters a second later, sent in a right-hand upper cut to the heart of the alien. Mitchell cleverly got aw;jy from a left-hand swing. Corbet, who evidently saw that he had the battle won. followed in. and at close quart -rs brought his right in over Mitchell's heart. The blow was a powerful one" and had much to do with the speedy success that came to the champion. It was at this juncture that Mitchell first got to the cent?? of the ring The crowd saw him wheel about nfter the heart blow and hissed at him as he ran away from Corbett, some of the spectators crying out aloud above the din of the cheers and hisse?. "Chantilly." Corbett kept up the pace. Ife was lent. on tinisning the battle as soon as possible He sent in his left and right by turns, smothering Mitchell and shaking him up to the point where most men will Icfo a tight. Corbett led again with the left, coming up full against Mitchell's wind and doubling on the neck, back of the ear. Another instant, and in trying to evade a left feint. Mitchell ran up against an admirably aimed right, which crashed into the heart just above where the former one had found lodgment. nioTv Thick and Fnt. Corbett once more upper cut his man with Ms right and was handling him now as he might a novice. Mitchell swung his left short and then the native began to mow down his antagonist. He led with his left and again timing himself for the recoil caught Mitchell on a cross-counter on the side of the jaw. It did not reach the vital part aimed at, but the force of the blow was sufficient to send Mitchell to the ground and under the upper rope. Corbett crouched over his prostrate, though conscious foeman, who was looking at him through a half open left "je. Seconds from both sides bounced inside the roped inclosure and the confusion was of the most exciting kind. Referee Kelly tried to force Corbett away from his man. but he was bent on maintaining his position. From Mitchell's corner, shouting "foul" as he ran, came his father-in-law. 'Tony" Moore, Jim Hall and Tom Allen. The house was in an uproar. Dompsey, Delaney and Donaldson rushed to the side of their principal and begged him not to hazard the chances of a sure ictory by losing on a foul. Kelly stood over Mitchell, his time occupied in about equal parts counting the seconds. Full eight seconds had elapsed from the time when Mitchell went to grass until he re ga inert his feet in a stooping posture, and Corbett still struggling with his seeoivls to get at him. fell over on his side and sat on the boards. It looked like a deliberate invitation for Corbett to commit the foul, and it proved irresistible for the champion. He jumped at his foeman and. swinging his right, struck Mitchell while the latter was still jn a sitting posture. He had evidently regretted sending the blow, for as it landed he had so veered its course that instead of being planted firmly grazed Mitchell's head on top. Again the Mitchell corner sent up a cry of foul, but the referee disallowed It, claiming that it had done no harm. Mitchell fell in on CorlWt as he got to his feet to escape another swing, and then "Snapper" Garrison pounded the big gong for time. Corbett heard, turned and went to his corrv-r. Instead of oing to his the Knglishman bounded for Corbett, catching the latter just as he was getting into his chair. It was a right-handed swing and the warnings of Corbetfs seconds did not stay l. It landed on Corbetfs wellrounded head and glanced off harmlessly to the shoulders. "Foul," cried Brady, but Corbett shook hü head, and Mitchell, was carried to his corner groggy and wo-n out with the work of the round. The Third and 1.nt. Ttmmd 3 The beginning of the end, Inaugurate,! in the previous round, was here brought to a successful finish. Never was man so completely, so signally and, for a fighter, so disgracefully beaten as was Mitchell in this, probably the last time the Dritlsher will ever respond to the call of "center, fentlemen." Ho came up with his nostrils dilated and his regular teeth set on a mass of coagulated blood, which must have found its way upward from the fearful crashes that had been sent into the heart. Corbett was un-scarred. There was not a scratch visible on his face. Ills hands were holding out in admirable fashion, and he m,ade up his mind

( to decline issues where they involved I I Punches Oll the hard surfaces of Mitch- I

, ell's body. There were two fights which Corbett wanted to win. One In which a personal resentment was the stake and the other which carried with It a good-sized purse and side wager. The former had already been wiped off the calendar and Corbett started in to pass on the other. Mitchell was slow in coming up. Corbett going straight for him. Mitchell led his left in an attempt to keep Corbett at arms' length. It was the last lead Mitchell made. Getting Inside of the lead the men clinched, Corbett brushing the alleged strong man off as if he were a boy. As he pushed him away, swift as a flash crashed in the deadly right of the American clear to the jaw. Mitchell went down under the force cf the blow. In th? fall he swung across the lower rope, poised there an instant and then slipped off to the rosined floor. Corbett turned about after delivering the blow and nonchalantly walked to hi3 corner. He sat down and watched the writhing form of his adversary as towering Kelly called off the fateful seconds. Mitchell had not fallei. nor did he remain down to escape punishment thl3 time. The powerful right of the American had landed right. It might have felled an ox as if with a mallet. The idea that Corbett had no punching power, if not already dissipated, vanished six seconds afterward. Mitchell writhed about under the ropes and finally labored to an upright position. Corbett thought that the fjght had already been won. A Terrific RlxliMlnnder. The referee stood between the recumbent form of Mitchell and Corbett. and when the former struggled dizzily to his feet Kelly stepped aside so as to not obstruct th- champion's view, calling his attention to the fact that the Englishman was in a fighting attitude. Corbett leaped from his seat and, with a bound, flew at Mitchell. The latter was fifteen feet away, dizzily leaning up against the ropes. Corbett came at him as if out of a catapult. It was a right-hand swing which next was brought into play, and it was delivered while at full speed. The added weight of Corbetfs own running weight was lent to the blow, and when it landed it fell squarely on the ix.int of the jaw. Mitchell's head fell forward on his breast, his lower jaw dropped, his left hand fell limply to his si.le, the right falling under his bodyin the descent. His body reached the floor, face downward, and he lay there as lifeless as one dead. There could be no further doubts. There was not one chance in a thousand that he would recover Inside the prescribed ten seconds. His fai e turned slightly to the right and from his nioutl: and nostrils oozed the Mood in tiny streams. Kelly had (ounted the ten seconds slowly enough, and in his deliberation arout the matter there was much of mercy. AVhen the time had finally run its limit, with a wave of the hand toward C.rlett's corner, he shouted: "Corbett wins." at the same time beckoning the seconds of Mitchell to their man. AMeep Mnrlerii Seeon!. Tony" Moore, Jim Hall and Steve O'Donnell stooped down over Mitchell, O'Donnell applying a bottle of ammonia to the nostrils of the Englishman. He lay there despite this and the three picked up the limp body and slowly carried it to his corner. Here the bottl? was again put to Mitchell and nineteen seconds after the last blow had been sent in the eyes of the man from England opened dreamily. "You're out," said "Pony" Moore. Mitchell made no response verbally, but shrugged his shoulders as if he was thinking of the spilled niilk story. His long English naming gown was torcei over ins arms and he was slowly led front the ring to the drrssing-rooin. Corbett in the meantime was bring besieged by a crowd cf his friends. They fairly wrung off the arms of the victor. His first act after the right had been won and lest was to throw his t;ti11 gloved hands about the waist of his little manager and back'-r and the two Indulged In what sounded very much like a kiss. Kelly shook Corbett by tin? hand, flourished the J2000 roll of bank bills, and told him that it belonged to him on demand and th international battle, which has kept the hstio world agog for nearly a year, watt over. Tim riGIIT I rJKTAIL, C'orbctC I-Unn of Heven? Almost Loar IIIfu Honor and Glory. It was a short, sharp and decisive fight, too brief to have any of the elements of savagery in it. It was a foregone conclusion from the moment when the men stepped to th center of the ring, and Corbetfs hatred of the Englishman coming to the surface, inhibited him from shaking hands with the man who had so uniformly abused and Insulted him. There was all but murder in Corbetfs eyes. They faced eaeh other, and the intense feeling of hatred almost gave Corbett the right as he cornered the Englishman, and as his long arms shot out with the force of 3. catapult, there was vengeance in the wind. Mitchell shored wonderful cleverness in the beginning, crawling out cf the close quarters into which the superior fl". reeh nric weight of his opponent bore mm, but there was no faltering in Corbetfs plan of campaign and he slowly surrounded the Uriton, raining in upon his head and sides a shower of savage punches. There was despair in Mitchell's face as he tiUd vainly to elude his agile pursuer, and finally when Corbett closed with his opponent in an off corner, Mitchell realized that it was no longer possible for him to escape the battery of the American, lie pluckily tried to spir. and failing, sought to clinch, but Corbett finally beat him off. and with a sharp blow on the side of the jaw brought the Englishman on allfours. It was then that the crowd broke loose in a wild shout of applause. "With the cheers of his friends ringing in his ears, and with the memories of the past crowding fast upon him. Corbett lost his head, and with the agility of a tiger and the terrible anger of a lion, sprang toward the pitiable Englishman on the rosined platform and deseribing a semicircle with his right, tried to land a knock-out blow. C rlen oT !" u I. ' Twice he tried this, but Mitchell's weak and wabbling body saved the American from foolishly sacrificing the honor and "Almost as Palatable as Milk" This is a fact with regard to Scott's Emulsion of Cod Liver Oil. The difference between the oil, in its plain state, is very apparent. In Scott's Emulsion you detect no fish-oil taste. As it is a help to digestion there is no after effect except good effect. Keep in mind that Scott's Emulsion is the best promoter of flesh and strength known to science. Proard by Soott A Bnwn. 1. T. All drnrsHt.

T ole th probier requires toocglit But the simple fact Is known to mu; that Dr. Fezmer'i Golden Relief cures Consumption. 1 1 floei It ererj time and In every ease, when need before tte lusgs Lave fee come too far fiisor? anized Here's a typical case Miss Jones, aged 20, hs lost 23 pounds, cheek bave the "hectic flush"; coughs and raises alj the time; Lai Juat returned from tfce Souta, where ehe spent the winter. Did not improve. She takes & drops of Dr. Fenner's Golden Relief, on a small lump of sugar, once In 2 hours. ImproTeraent begins at ence. In 2 weeks sha has gained 10 pounds. In ft weeks she weighs 130 and is cured. The remedy is a Specuto In Inflammation. No inSammatlon, no soreness, no consumption. Thus it cures a lor? list of ailments from a common sore throat, to a grave Bronchitis, asthma and consumption, from a toothache to a rave neuralgia, from headache to a grave rheumatism anda from summer complaint to a grave dysentery, cholera cr fiuz. This wide range of application has sometimes unjustly caused it to be dubbed a oure alL" But it isn't It cures one disease and that is iryjlammaiiorx. Inflammation cannot exist in its presence and that " tolvti tht problem." One tablespoontul dose cures L Grippe. It never disappoints. Contains no opiates, narcotics or mineral pote ons. Perfectly safe. Money refunded i? satisfaction not given. Tai bom bottle to-da At wholesale, Daniel Stewart, Indianapolis, Ind. the glory that have come to hira from his now decisive battle with the Englishman. There were Ties of foul from th crowd, although the sentiment of the vast throng was plainly with the American. Corbetfs seconds, with prsence of mind, shot through the ropes. John Kelly ran to the side of the downfalleti pugilist and Corbett was dragged away. Mitchell was conscious and he knew that Cofhett was standing over him ready to deal, without mercy, the blow that should end the fight. When the Englishman finally struggled to his feet, Corl-eU, without a tithe of pity, pounded his big gloves into the face of his foe until the latter staggered and fell against th ropes and then lay almost sprawling on the floor, the hloori smeared all over his face. When Mitchell was again on his feet the men closed in Corbetfs sortier and there was a savage exchange, and when the gong sounded seconds and referee and the half dozen in the orner ha-d to pry the enemies apart. It was hard work to bring Mitchell up again, but Corbett sprang out when the gong sounded. There was hardly a moment of sparling. Mitchell tried but once, a last desperate play, to tackle, but Corbett was remarkably foxy and alert and he soon crowded the poor beaten Briton to the ropes again; then, with another of his merciless jabs, knocked his rival flat on the floor. Mitchell was evidently suffering severely and his face was the picture cf woe. His mouth and nose were bleeding and with his big gloves he had smeared the blood all over his face until his appearance was almost ghastly. Again Corbett, losing his presence of mind, started toward Mitchell, and again his hands swung out and again his seconds ra n forward to save him from nominal defeat. Hig John Kelly ran over to the ropes where Mitchell was lying ar.d Corbett was borne back to his seat. Mitchell hardly cared to rise, and Kelly's linger went up and do vn like the pendulum of a clock to count the seconds that must elapse before the battle is over. It seemed an hour before Mitchell rose to his feet again, and it was dangerously near the limit of time, but just before the gong rang out Mitchell did stand up, leaning against the ropes, his face the counterfeit of his feelings. Kelly waved his linger to Corbett. who was seated in his corner, and the American champion sprang forward for the last time. TLo Knock-Out IIIoit. Striding over to where Mitchell stood, a dangerous look in his eye and with the supreme satisfaction of revenge, shot his hand out with the speed of a lightning bolt. The big glove landed fairly and so.ua rely in Mitchell's face, and the Englishman fell prone upon the stage, the blood oozing from his mouth and staining the rough pine boards of the ring. He made cue attempt to move himself, and then turned over and lay with is face to the floor, utterly and absolutely beaten, until his seconds ran over and bore him to his corner, and with the cheers of the thousands of people, pitched to the highest key known in the minutes of public, a-semblages, dimly ringing in his ears, he sat in his corner, trying to realize the suddenness and completeness with which all of his hopes had been blasted. The crowd remained long enough to see Mitchell borne to his corner. While the fallen gladiator was receiving the consolation of his admirers and the cheering sympathy of "Pony" Moore, his father-in-law, Oorbett was being surrounded and crushed by his frantic friends, all trying to shake his hand at one. As soon as the fight was over, Corbett slipped on his trousers again and drew his towels about him, and stepping lightly as when he had entered the ring, he made his way slow ly back to the old kitchen in the yard, where he had fpent an hour before the fight waiting for Mitchell to come. Mitchell drew his old gray bathing gown over his shoulders and. aided by his seconds and friends, was led back to his cabin. Prepartions were then made to get the fighters out of the city. There was a great crowd around the dressing-room until the pugilists were ready to leave, but the majority of the sports rushed back to town as soon as the gong sounded the death-knell of Mitchell's pugilistic hopes, burdened the wires with telegrams to their friends and broke bottles of wine or cursed their luck or bad judgment according as they had pinned their faith to the Uritish champion. A TIiroiiKT of I'eople. The streets of the city are thronged with people, strangers and residents alike, all cheering the triumph of America over England. Patriotism has broken loose in this old Florida town. As the gigs, phaetons and tally-hos and hacks raced Kick after the fight to the city two miles away, ladies and children put their heads out of the windows and came out on the porches of the pretty residences in which Jacksonville people live and waved their handkerchiefs in happiness over the result. The hotels are jammed with people. Ilrass bands on the streets are loudly blowing for the victory of Billy Brady's boy. The sports are all arranging to follow the lighters out of the city and the trains tomorrow will carry the greater portion of the men who have come from all parts of the country, rlskhrj money and spending time, to see the light. Th C'hmiipion Cheered. Corbett rested for a quarter of an hour In his dressing room, chatting with his friends and expressing his satisfaction with the result. He would have liked to punish Mitchell more, and that was apparently his only regret. After he had dressed again he came to the door of his cabin and touched his head with his hand in compliment to cheers of the crowd. He then re-entered and remained in the Cabin for a couple of minutes. Then he appeared agal" with his coat buttoned up. walked lightly to his carriage and was driven off w th the wild eliouts of his admirers making sweet music for his ears. 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