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SHOWMAN
But, as I've said, I couldn't believe my own eyes and, for some time after the fight, I was doing my best to remedy this lunatic situation, which had cocked Fitz up on the champion's throne and put Corbett to nursing a broken heart in retirement in California. The moment the fight was over, I'd leaped into the ring and made a wild speech about how Corbett had a right to go on because he hadn't really been knocked out. That didn't get me anywhere. Neither did any of my subsequent efforts. But I was in there trying for a long time just the same.
As soon as I got back east I made the unwelcome discovery that Stuart, the promoter of the Carson City fight, had got a complete stranglehold on the movies that had been taken. We all knew that this first fulllength picture of a major boxing contest was going to coin money. That was why Corbett and I had fought so hard to keep its earnings for ourselves, only to have to turn it over to Stuart and accept a quarter of the profits. Now Stuart had incorporated the project and made himself president, with everybody else getting the runaround. When I walked into his office and said I wanted to see him, I was told I'd have to wait— the president of the corporation was in conference. In order to get some satisfaction out of him I had to turn a first-rate lawyer loose and have him forced to put the stock in escrow. And the net result was a considerable shrinkage in our cut. That taught me a lesson. It took a Texas gambler like Stuart to impress it on me,
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