New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1867-07-04

anc came dripping from the stream.
Believing that witnessing the friendly en-
braces and love taps OF the sparrers would
be fltiguing, our reporter called in aid a
freedman, and with "a fifty cent bill pre-
vailed on him to go to the town and bring
out sGme chairs for hire. He secured one
and was very comfortably seated awaiting
further developments. This freedman fur
nlsheE about a dozen chairs he bgoreht
over. end was as many dollars better off for
the proximity of the mil to his residence.
He expressed willingness to be equally
useful On future occasions at the same price,
and fully realizes the Importance of these
occasional " excursions without this fore
thought the duties of our messenger would
have been extremely ards and of long
standing. His sagacity is worthy of remem-
brance AID imitation by his colleagues here
after.
All now became eager fce the affray to
commence, and their anxiety was soon
gratifed.
James Tnrner, one of the c0mbatants, at
twenty five minutes past seven A. N. SHE'D
his castor inside the ring, Bld ii was re-
ceived witr shouts of applause. In a mo-
ment he was standing within the ropes.
Turner is young man, born in county
Clare, Ireland, and is about twenty six years
old, short, muscular, and heavy, with
II tlorid complexion, and red hair. His
weight was cue hundred and thirty nine and
quarter inches, and he appeared to be in a
most healthy condition, a little too feshy for
ahe July Job before him. He was reared at
Manchester, in England and speake in the
Cockney style. Re has been about four
years in the country, and has fought eight
fights, in seven ofgNhich he has wen the
victory, the other being drawn. Good
nature is pictured in his face, and he wears
the smile of a young girl. His colors we're
a white silk handkerchief with purple bOr.
ders and purple spots. His trainer vas
Thomas Seymour; his seconds, Thomas
Seymour and jim Fitzgezald; bottle holder,
jim Chafers; his umpire, Jim Corisk.
Bets were now freely offered on King, bat
Turner's Eackers were quiet, and no takers.
About three minutes after Tom King had
his tile upon the sod inside the rope, and
the welkin rung with brog1e salutes, and
with a light. active, and airy jump he ap
peared before the spectators, and the ex
cited cheers we're long and enthusiastic.
Tom King vas born in county Mayo
Connaught, Ireland, and is twenty-eigh
years old, weighed one hundred and forty
and one-half pounds, is five feet eigh
inches tall, and has been eight years in the
country and mostly in New Orleans. HI
has fought four fights and won them all
His last fight was on the Metairie road. neal
the city, twelve months ago, where ht
whipped Farrell in eighty-three rounds. His
heavy in flesh. He is taller, older, and
more active than Turner. but not as hard d
hitter. His trainer was Cast Iron Charley
perfect pet of the bruisers. Tom Barlow
was his umpire, his seconds were Charley
Cunningham and Ben Kelley, bottle holder
Pat Bradley. His colors were bright
green sash, showing the Fenian sympathy
The two battlers then commenced peeling
and both appeared in admirable condition,
although 1t was evident the advantage;
were clearly with kIug. He was taller,
more 1.-THE, and better adapted to the hot
work.
After considerable delay, contention, and
difficulty in agreeing upon II referee, the
selection fell upon Ned Jones, a gentleman
of little experience, but truly honest ant
unprejudiced, and best calculated to give
satisfaction by his integrity of character
Pat Quinn was chosen stakeholder ant
johnny Duffy tme-kceper, and then all thu
prelmlnaries being satisfactorily settled
the work was 10 be begun
King won the choice of positions anC
claimed the southeast corner, which, during
the whole MILL was cool and shady. Turner
position was exposed to the burning ray
of July sun, which came down from
cloudiess sky t. his sad discontinue.
At twenty minutes past nine Cast Irol
Charley took hold of Kings flannel shir
and King, like IA cat, jumped himself clear
Ciedr Oh IL, eklpptu ONeT 10 turner, anu
pushed hundred dollar greenbaCk uude
his nose and dared him to cover that on tht
| result, but Turner did not come to time
The parties then advanced to the scratcl
| and shook hands, and the mill was lairl,
| opened. Breathless anxiety hung over tn,
assembled audience, and thesdesre seemed
to be ior Il fair fight, may the best MAI
vim
The fight consisted of fifty.siX rounds, AM
lasted titty-seveu minutes. At seventeen
minutes past ten Jim Fitzgerald, second t.
Turner, when time was called for the fifty
| seventh round, vainly awaited the recover
of Turner, who had tainted in the arms Q
| Thomas Seymour, and then reluctantly
| threw up the sponge, and the Ylctoriou
| King was raised in the arms of his friend
and victors amid the widest shouts of ell
thusiastic and triumphant joy.
The fight was fair fight but an unequa
contest. Neither party had bruse of an,
consequence. King, in the sixteenth round
had slight cut over the eye, barely pei
ceptible when the fight was over. Turne
bruised his left hand in giving that blow
| which was swollen, but not useless, to tn
end of the fight. Nearly all the seriOu
blows We're given by Turner and received b.
King, but they did not exceed dozen
Nearly all the throws were made by King
| he being a superior and expert wrestler am
determined to dash the wind out of Turne
by heaving him on the ground. Turner wa
| the best hitter and outgeneraed King b.
getting in his heavy licks and then getting
down and saving punishment, fighting en-
tirely on the Barney Aaron principle. Thi
he did nearly every round, and his work il
the ring is marked by GOODNESS, skill, an
| deliberation in this respect. Often when h
dropped he sorely disappointed King
| friends, who supposed Turner would b
| roughly handled. King certainly receive,
| the most punishment from the fist of Turner
/ At first the fight from their physical con
ditions seemed with King. At the twenty
ninth round, AS Turner dropped down to es
cape chancery, he threw double-cleave
into Kings ribs, and knocked him clean OF
| his pins. Then Turner's friends gaine'
| courage, and bets were freely offered oil
Turner, with no takers. On the thirtietl
round King put sumner on the wind
basket of Turner, and it sounded like blow
on hollow log with a maui. 1t was ey
| ident Turner was mastering his man. Oh
the fifty-fifth round, when Turner's friend
were most confident, he was hit by King ol
| Adams apple, and thrown, King falling OIL
| Turner, and lying heavy on his neck, il
which position his seconds allowed him t.
| linger as long as was safe to be within
the rules of foul, Kings arm wa
round Turner's neck, and the Who'll
weight of his body heavily presse,
bore upon him. This lost Turner the fight
The punishment was too exhaustive, ant
after the parties returned to their respective
corners Turner's second, with the sponge il
his hand deliberately asked ''Do you wan
to fight any more - No reply came from
King or his hackers. They could not b.
made TO yield on the Threshold of victory
! Time was called and wild and bewildered I,
suffocatiou Turner approached the scratch
King seized him round the middle, title,
him and dashed him heavily to the earth
whence he was gathered up in swoon. Hi