The weekly Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1861, 1856-12-25
RAVENNA, THURSDAY, DEC. rs, 1856.


and by dexterous stroke, when il was
only two yards from the earth, sent it whiz-
zing beyond the ropes.
"Sco-e ten for Boudnot u cried the chief
marshal to the recorder, and a loud shout
greeted the announcement.
Once more the heralds bugle bruyed out
for another round, and hundred fresh as
pirnnts, in whose breast the enthusiasm
caused by the scene had triumphed over
prudence, sprang into the ring. And again
the ball shot into the uir, and the same
result OF SCARED faces and fractured limbs
ensued, aggravated however, by the in
creased numbers in the arene.
"Score down ten more for Boudinot!' said
the marshall .
The youth had again succeeded in his
difficult feat. Wagcrs were now laid at ten
TO one in favor of fBoudinot. He had already
won forty figures" and hundred would
close the game. But the wise ones, and
among them John Ross, principal chief OF
the nation, still bet on big Jim STAR
"This is murderouS !" exclaimed, with
horror, as one Of the gIadiators was borne
up the mound and deposited on the grass
few steps from my side, end his wife fell
down on her husbands pale and apparently
Iifclcss body. ..a.. .r...
"Wait little; the murder has not vet
begun" answered Judge Paschal, who had
often previously witnessed such bloody
spectaclcs. ..a'- ... 81" ..
Again the buge yelled forth a third sound
and drew larger crowds into the arena; and
again the ball scared like bird loose fro m
the hand. My eyes were directed to young
BoUdinot. / saw him start with the rapidity
Of an arrow; but ho had scarcely made two
leaps when he was caught by Big Jim Star,
who commenced dragging him backwards
The ensuing struggle needed only the de-
scription of Homer to emblem it with the
sublime. The antagonists clinching in the
iron Indian hug, aud writhing and twisting
like two angry serpents linked in the coil of
mortal strife, swayed to and fro for more
than minute, yet to the amGzement of
everybody, Boudinot was uppcrmost. His
success, however, proved only momentary,
FOR, quick as thought, Star turned him, and
grasping his throat, arose, pulled him to the
circumference Of the ring, and threw him,
with his blackish purple face and strained
blood-shot eyes. like lump Of lead, over
the ropes.
"Score down forty for Big Jim Star %
cried the marshal.
Such was the custom of the game. He
who could force his adversary over the ropes
acquired the right to his marks on the ledger.
1t SO happened that Doudinot fell on the
outside of the ring, near the cedar post
against which Horace Jordan had been
all the while leaning, surveying silently the
progress of the play The sight Of his
sisters lover, or, perhaps, some slight look
Of scorn on the young lawyers features
aroused all the cherished hatred and venom
Of the victor, and he fairly shouted.
"Base pettifogger ! you can gaze on the
sports of brave men, but you dare not, for
your towards soul, take part in the game
of glory"
81 dare !" was the ringing response Of
Horace Jordan, as he cleared the rope at q
leap. i.s
The American stood in tho arena of the
Indian gladiators. Stripping instantly to
the trowsers, and tying red silk handker
chief around him he was prepared for the
desperate game.
''See ! Emma Star is faih,ing - exclaim
ed my friend. .. .-
Glancing suddenly at the carriage, be-
he Id that sweet, mild face, white as linen,
and her beautiful little hands casped con,
vulsively Oh her bosom, as if to keep
the heart beneath from bursting. The
agony, however, seemed to pass in mo-
ment, and she continued to look calmly on
the swiGt-changing scenes with cheeks pal
lid as marble, down which tears flowed and
fell, in slow, even, measured drops, each
drop recording moment Of speechless
sorrow. ,s-'.s a-es s.i
Once more the busle sounded, and this
time with three round, lingering blasts.
SNOW comes the general melee, most peri
lous of all. Each man who tosscs an op
poneht over the ropes wins score Of FIVE, !"
remarked Paschal The arena then present.
ed the appearance Of fifty single combats,
all wedged together. By couples, all the
hundred gladiators had closed, and were tug.
ging and straning 10 haul each other from
the ring. Some had grabbed their antagon
lists by the hair, and were hauling them
along 10 the dust. Others had fastened their
fingers with grippe of steel on yielding
windpipes, enGeuvorus thus to choke their
foes into non resistance, while others seizing
suddenly some unsuspecting right hand,
strove by quick jerk, 70 dslecate the shodl
der.joint from its socket; and still another
STOPPING suddenly, caught the foot Of an dth
leta, and casting him headopg to theground,
draggedthe poor wretch off towards the ropes.
Every method Of annoyance was fair. except
strokes with the fist Or injuries to the eye.