The Sun.
London, England, 1859-09-21 00:00:00

BETTING AT MANCHESTER—TuEsDAY,

CESAREWITCH.
100 to G agst Royal Sovereign (taken)
100 to 7 agst Polestar (taken)
25 to 1 agst Knight of Tournay (taken)
25 to 1 agst Prioress (taken)
30 to 1 agst Roman Candle (taken)
33 to 1 agst Tunstall Maid (taken)
33 to 1 agst Magnum (taken)
33 to 1 agst Clydesdale (taken)
40 to 1 agst Pan (taken)
40 to 1 agst Gaspard (taken)
40 to 1 agst Special Licence (taken)

CHESTERFIELD RACES.-MONDAY.

The Nursery Handicap of 5 sovs each, 2 ft, with 40 added.
Winners extra. Second to save his stake. About three-
quarters of a mile.
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Mr. Copeland's Lady Grosvenor, sst (Plumb) 1
Mr. Whitehead's Greta, 7st 101 b (Challoner) 2
Mr. Smith's Ringlet, 7st 121 b (Keeler) 3
The following also ran:—Shoulder Knot, Little Poll, and
Earl of Essex.

Betting—Even on the Earl of Essex, 2 to 1 agst Lady
Grosvenor, and 4to 1 agst Little Poll. Won by half a
length, two lengths between the second and third.
The Innkeepers' Stakes (Handicap) of 3 sous each, with
20 added ; for all ages. The second to save his stake.

Winners extra. Half a mile. G subs.
Mr. T. Cliff's Vigo, 3 yrs, Sst 71b (L. Snowden) 1
Mr. Eastwood's Buttercup, 2 yrs, sst 101 b (J. Snowden) 2
Mr. T. Cliff's Lustre, 3 yrs, Bst 21b (Sadler) 3

The Deer and Queen of the Vale also ran.

Betting-5 to 4 agst Buttercup, sto 2 agst Vigo, 4to 1
agst Lustre, and 4 to 1 agst each of the others. Won easily
by two lengths, same distance between the second and
third.

The Chatsworth Stakes of 50 sovs, added to a handicap
sweepstakes of 5 sovs each, 3 ft ; second to save his
stake. Winners extra. Once round. (21 subs.)
Mr. Beeley's Charlotte, 3 yrs, sst 101 b (Daley) 1
Mr. Riddell's Whimsical, 3 yrs, sst 31b (carried sst 51b)
(Sadler) 2
Mr. Dawson's The Slave, 3 yrs, sst 121 b (Madden) 3
The following also ran :—Caliph, Lazy Lass, Queen Bess,
and Polly Taft.
Betting-5 to 1 agst Charlotte, 4to 1 agst Lazy Lass, 5
to 1 agst Queen Bess, 5 to 1 agst The Slave, and 5 to 1 agst
Caliph. Won very easily by a couple of lengths ; second
beating the third by four lengths.

The Cavendish Stakes of 25 sovs, added to a sweepstakes of
3 sovs each. Allowances and penalties. The second to
save his stake. About half-a-mile. (5 subs.)
Mr. Barrett's The Rover, 3 yrs, 9st 31b.... (L. Snowden) 1
Mr. 131anton's Neophyte, 3 yrs, 9st 31b .. (French) 2
Sister to Rylstone and Martello also ran.
Betting-7 to 4 and 2tol on The Rover, and sto 2 asst
Neophyte. Won by a length ; three lengths between the
second and third.

The Scarsdale Stakes of 2.5 sous, added to a sweepstakes of
3 sous each. Winners extra. The winner to be sold by
auction for £3O, the second to save his stake. About
three quarters of a mile. (3 subs.)
Mr. J. Cliffs The Creeper, 3 yrs, list 111 b (Sadler) 1
Mr. J Osborne's Little Poll, 3.yrs, 7st 121 b.. (Challoner) 2
The Deer also ran.

Betting—Even on The Creeper, and 6 to 5 agst Little
Poll. Won in a canter by two lengths. The Deer fell soon
after starting. No advance upon the selling price.

PUGILISM.

THOMAs SAYERS, THE CHAMPION OF ENGLAND
AND ROBERT BRETTLE OF BIRMINGHAM, £4OO
TO £2oo.—No pugilistic encounter has for a long
time produced the interest both in London and the
provinces of that which took place yesterday.
Brettle is considered one of the best men brought
out by the Birmingham division. The last time he
appeared within the ropes prior tothe present match
he fought and defeated Travers, the scientific
Darky." Brettle, like other men of aspiring am-
bition, wanted to reach at once the " topmost
round," and as the readiest way of achieving this,
challenged the gallant Tom Sayers, the champion
of England, which title he wrested from the Tip-
ton Slasher on the 16th of June, 1857. When this
match was first brought on the " carpet" the general
opinion among sporting men was that Brettle,
although undoubtedly a good man, had in this
instance overstepped the line of prudence, and that
he had only ene result to anticipate—defeat. The
Brummagem school however held quite a contrary
opinion to the London " talents." They admitted
that Sayers had all the advantagethat could be de-
rived from name and position, but dwelt on the
little difference there would upon the day be in
the weight of the men ; and also how very little
advantage Tom would possess over his opponent in
height.; therefore when such tempting odds
were offered as £4OO to £2OO they did not see
why the star of the hardware village should
not have a chance of throwing " a fine main,"
even though opposed to the " champion of Eng-
land." The men went into active training. Bret-
tle took his " breathings" in the neighbourhood of
Ashbarne, Derbyshire, having for his attendant
Jem Hodgkiss, of Birmingham, and Bob Travers
the Black ; while the champion took his gallops at
Newmarket and Asewhere, under the guidance and
companionship of Harry Brunton, of the George
and Dragon, Beech-street, Barbican. Sayers was
lOst. 101 b., and all muscle; he was from top to toe
the very perfection of condition, without an ounce
of superfluous flesh. Brettle, as regards condition,
was also all that his friends could desire, and
kicked the beam at 10st. 61b. Such, however, is
the extraordinary development of the champion's
frame that, when out of their " togs," he looked a
stone and a-half bigger man. Brettle took his de-
parture from Birmingham on Monday, and thou-
sands assembled to wish him " good luck." Messrs.
John Gideon and Alec Keene effected excellent
arrangements for conveying the belligerents and
their friends to the scene of action, and yesterday
morning the " meet" took place at the London-
bridge Station, the time named for starting being
seven o'clock a.m. Some fourteen hundred, at
£1 10s. per head, were convoyed by special train,
and such arrangements were made by the officials
that the start passed off with the utmost regula-
rity. After a journey of some fifty-eight miles,
the ring was pitched on a most admirable piece of
turf, being an enclosed field surrounded by pictu-
resque scenery. " Ould Tom Oliver " himself
officiated upon the occasion, while inspector Dun-
can and his pugilistic corps of constables were inde-
fatigahle in the arrangement of the inner ring,
which was extensively patronised. Brettle was
the first to enter the ring, but had not long to
wait before Sayers responded to the challenge.
Sayers, who won the toss for corners, had for his
seconds Macdonald and Brunton ; while Hodgkiss
and Keene waited• upon the Brum, the friends of
Sayers laying the odds of 3 to 1 with freedom. At
five minutes past eleven o'clock the men were left
to begin the contest.

THE FIGHT.
Round I. As the men stripped, and advanced
from their corners, the greatest possible interest ap-
peared to be excited amongst the assembled specta-
tors as to the condition of the men; and many an
eager eye was stretched to satisfy curiosity. It was
self-evident that every attention had been paid to
their physical training. The palm of condition with
his cheerful bright eye, and healthful guise, must
certainly be 'awarded to Sayers, but yet the flesh of
Brettle looked firm and clear ; and his hardy bear-
ing bespoke every necessary confidence. Tom dis-
played that usual cool and collected behaviour
which has distinguished him in all his late encoun-
ters. The attitude of Sayers appeared of a far more
commanding character than his opponent, who
looked the lesser man to all intents and purposes;
but the smiling satisfaction with which they both
seemed to view their work in the eyes of nearly
2,000 spectators was equally patent. There was a
good deal of cautious sparring and feinting at first,
Brettle stepping on one side and then to the other,
to avoid any sudden attack. At length Brettle
broke in with his left, the blow from which got
home, although but slightly, on Sayers' jaw. Im-
mediately after its delivery the Birmingham man
stepped back again out of all distance with becom-
ing and creditable agility. Sayers only smiled
good-humouredly, as much as to convince all that
he was merely biding his time, and would pop in
" the auctioneer" whenever he saw it became ne-
cessary: Tom kept stepping towards his adversary
and trying to keep him to a point, and so prevent
any shiftiness. Sayers tried to get his proper dis-
tance, and cast out his left as a feeler. The outlay
was in -ignificant, as it was nearly too high, and
merely grazed the left side of Bob's forehead. For
the moment, the men began to display a little more
activity; and it was plain mischief was intended on
the part of both. Brettle recommenced the attack,
and dashed in his left again oil the frontispiece, but
no ill effect was visible, as the blows barely reached
homa. Sayers still advanced, and followed his
man, to try to keep him in one position for in-
esting, when he suddenly broke in with his
right bunch of fives, and it fell with such
cutting severity on Brettle's under lip that the
blood instantly appeared, althoug'a not in any great
quantity, and " first blood" was immediately pro-
claimed for the Champion, amidst great applause
from his party. Brettle was nothing daunted or
disconcerted, and would not stand it when feinted,
and tried his left: In fact, while beating a retreat
he stumbled and fell, which brought the round to a
conclusion. [This round lasted two minutes and a
half.]
Round 2. There was still some cautious sparring,
with no attempt at an opening for a moment or
two, when Brettle dashed in his favourite leftaand
it dropped on the os frontis. Sayers shook his
head, as if such little favovrs were not in any way
detrimental or annoying, and dashed his left in

with a good intent, but it was neatly stopped, and
both were cautious as to the next movement.
Brettle sought to invest with his left, but was pre-
vented, and in a slight rally Bob drove his spikes
into Sayers's left leg, and Tom pointed with his
finger to the incised part, from which blood began
to flow. This being pointed out clearly, got
Brettle's metal up, for he watched his opportunity
with the eye of a hawk, and put in a stinger on the
Rose, from which the Champion recoiled like a shot,
and swung off his legs. A cry arose of " first
knock-down blow," but it was not allowed. The
Brains were in ecstacies, and their shouts resounded
again with delight. This was the first attempt, it
was conjectured by the Warwickshire men, of a
series of those severe punishing hits which Bob
was in reality quite capable of giving ; but even
into all this they seemed to no effect, and only ap-
peared to make the Champion more and more steady
and cautious.
Round 3. Brettle seemed determined to make
play, as his adversary declined to do so, and shot
out his left on the left optic, which flushed only for
a moment. A return instantly came from Sayers
upon the ivories. There were a few deliveries, but
nothing to speak of, when they broke in their rally
to Sayers's own corner, where Sayers cross-coun-
tered him, and in the close Brettle was down.

Round 4. Both sparred a little for wind ; Sayers
at length feinted, but when Brettle retreated, and
went as before, round one side and the other of his
man, Tom determined upon getting on him, and
sought to invest with the right, but it was stopped.
Almost instantaneously with this, Brettle dashed in
with a terrific hit with the left on the side of Say-
er's jaw, and this time there could be no possibility
of a mistake. It was a tremendous blow, which
completely twirled Sayers off his legs. Thus the
second event in the fight, viz., " first knock-down
blow," was decided in favour of the Birmingham
boxer. A greater scene of excitement could not be
witnessed. His friends kept vociferating and shout-
ing until the first cry of time was called by the
referee in the next round. Many of Sayers's
friends began to open their eyes a little wider, as if
in doubt as to his capacity to repeat these unplea-
sant doses, even at intervals. Indeed, a few began
to grow fretful, and to reckon up the chances with
evidently an air of more concern. Still Sayers was
all this while assuring his seconds the blow was of
no more consequence than the one administered in
the second round.

Round 5. Brettle was the first at the scratch, but
he was quickly faced by Sayers, who eyed his ad-
versary with more caution, and would not force the
fighting. Thus Brettle had again to do the initia-
tive, and planted both right and left on the ribs
with considerable celerity. Sayers retreated to his
own corner, where Brettle still kept up the attack.
He sprung in his left on the ribs, stumbled, and fell,
just escaping a most viciously-intended compliment
from Tom's right, which must have told with ter-
rible force had it got on the mark. While falling
Brettle had the great misfortune to put out his left
shoulder, and his seconds, as speedily as they got
him to the corner, instantly found out what was
the unfortunate nature of the accident.

Round 6. Betting £4O to £lO on Sayers, who
was soon made aware of his opponent's sad
plight, and, thinking it the most politic time
for an opening, he girded up his loins for the
mischief which it was patent would follow.
Brettle saw his adversary's tactics, and was cau-
tious, but gave way entirely in the lead. The work
being thus entirely taken up by the Champion,
he slung in his right hand with crushing effect on
Brettle's left " daylight," which immediately began
to discolour and contract in point of vision. The
spectators, however, were unaware this was not of
the same import as something else. Brettle's left
shoulder was getting worse, and his blows with it
(and there were several which he made with it on
the body) produced no effect whatever. Sayers now
perceived he could get on advantageously once
more with a formidable right-handed one, which
fell on the left shoulder, and Brettle soon dropped
as quick as shot from a gun. The blow was seen to
be of a tremendous character, and when Alec.
Keene and Hodgkiss looked to the state of the
wounded arm, it presented every appearance of
being dislocated. Neveitheless, Bob sadly wanted
to come up to time again, but his seconds would
not allow him; and a surgeon having confirmed
the question as to the fracture, the sponge was
thrown up, and the gallant fellow was obliged to
retire from the ring, leaving Sayers the winner of
a fight of fifteen minutes.