Cincinnati daily press. [volume] (Cincinnati [Ohio]) 1860-1862, 1860-03-24
From the ohio State jOurnal-by w D. Howclls'.
cIeanlnes from the Provincial Press.

GIeanlngs from the Provincial Prcss.
As the moment for the great international
rencounter between Mr.. John o. Heenan and
Mr.. Thomas Sayers rapidly approaches, every
| heart in tune with the music of our cycle,
thrills with a soft anticipative rapture.
Patriotism is mixed with every drop of the
blood Of the Anglo-Saxon, and we may well
believe that England looks forward to this
Sublime Mill with feelings no less generous
and confident than America.
In either country, we may trust, the cham
pions who are about 10 contest the palm Of
the P. R., are the spring of all that is lively in
conversation and attractive in literature.
| And, indeed, looking at this affair, unbiased
by the scaly preudices which are beginning
| to drop away from all eyes, has II not some
thing of the Grand and Noble with II big G
and NJ in its respects2
In England dwells a laureled champion,
victorious after the punishment of the most
dauntless rings in his own land; and with
his triumphant reputation defying the world.
In America, a daring youth, unknown to
fear, emulous but not envious Of the fame OF
| the champion of Albion, dons his armor, and
! like Walt Whitman, sends bis yawp to him
over the wave"
Savers hears the yawp of Heenan, and ac-
cepts his challenge. The heralds go forth
and blow the fame of this issue set between
the wales of print, till it reverberates from
every tongue.
Sublime TO have, not a gala circle of
knights and ladies for spectators, but the
whole world for the lists. This is indeed
the regilding of the golden age, or rather
the Dutch-metaling of the iron, so as to
make il look more splendid than the real
thing. Who that ever
"Dpt into the future, far as human could sec ,,..
Saw the vision of the world and all the wonder that
would be-"
Dreamed of q spectacle so imposing2 All
the gorgeous shows of chivalry dull and
fade beside il the unique contest of the
Old and New Civilizations.
But this is merely the superficial view of
this great event. m
To the eve skilled in penetrating the mill
stone of the future, it has profound and
beautiful Specification. 1t is not merely an
illustration of the Christianities of the two
most Protestant nations. II is not merely a
comment on that moral elevation which is
Justly the Anglo-Saxon boast, and which
teaches us to look with horror upon the
Spanish bull-fght and the Fegian banquet,
while we punch each others heads. II is an
earnest of more intimate political and social
union with the mother-land.
We have seen with sorrow, how one after
another the great enterprises of science have
failed.
For brief moment, Joined by the magic
wire of the Atlantic telegraph, the hearts OF
the two people pulsed together. Then the
gutta-percha proved defective and De Sanity
alone remained.
After that, we had the Great Eastern, on
which so many of us landed Spanish propri-
etors took first-class passage. But it is i'm
probable that the Great Eastern, after provA
ing fatal to the engineer, builder, and master,
will ever cross the ocean.
Mr. loves grand transatlantic balloon
has collapsed beyond imitation forever,
Science despairs and droops. Then comes
her elder sister Muscle, who won Marathon
and all the classic fields and failed only in
the Titan battles with the gods, and breathes
new life into the dead hope of mankind.
~ will 90 i'm says the glorious maid, and
the world says, Muscle, 60 in and win"
And so the issue is drawn between Sayers
and Heenan, and the bloods of the two worlds
mingle in fraternal accord. The end must
be good this must all result in closer union
of kindred.
For we know the generosity of England
and we have frequently told ouselves of our
own. We feel that upon whatever fist vic
tory may perch, she will flap her wings over
more closely united brotherhood of English
men and Americans. The very concession
of the palm will breed good feeling, and pun
ish moss-grown animosity.
So, whether England gets the head of
America in chancery, or Heenan plants his
bunch of tives upon the kisser of Sayers, or
the peppers of both go into mourning and
their dust-holes are mutually obliterated, the
world may look on with cheerfulness and
Improvement, assured that, in the end, the
sponge must be thrown up for freedom and
brotherhood.