The Fairfield herald. [volume] (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1849-1876, 1874-12-09
zaCk Chambers Revenge.
HOW "a sAD.aYED FRIEND SQUARED
THE GREAT WAR sENAToR's ACCOUNT
WITH CoNKLlNG.
washington Letter. TO Pitlsburg Ledger

WITH coNKLlN1.
Washington Letter. 10 Pitlsburg Ledger.
| Chapdler's great hobby is his skill
as pugilist. Conkl ng is alsu
good amateur boxer, and as he is u
very large, powerful man, he gener
ully has it his own why with the
guests who are bold enough to put
tho gloves on with him. For some
tiue it was an open dispute between
Chandler and Eohkling which was
the best bux,r Of the two. Chan.
dler would, after every din"er party
Of which he was member, calmly
assert that he could lick any man
of his weight in the United S ates.
One day last winter Chandler dned
with Cvnkl'ng, and the latter in.
veiglcd the great war Senator into
the private gymnasium. The gloves
were donncd aud tho two doughty
champions began to make graceful
Senatorial passes toward QUO III other
according to the most approved rules
of the p. r. Tho bout, however,
was of very short duration. Chan
| dler suddenly received a blow be-
tween the eyes, which caused the
huge Senu,oii,l Il form to 60 over back.
ward; his trusty legs failed him, and
then he sat down So hard that tears
came out Of his eyes. 1t took four
men to get the war Senator upon
his legs, but he threw up the sponge
at once, without any further effort
to punish Conking. Tho only re-
mark he was heard to make was,
"Damn strange" and "I'll fix him
yet"
Conkling and Chandler were much
together in a social way, and it was
not long after the above occurrence
when Chandler received another in-
vitation to come up to his house and
spread hiR legs under ConkIing's
social board. Chandler sent back
word that he regretted very much
his inability to be present, but he
had guest at hia .honne,a valued
constituent from Michigan, and he
could not leave him. Conkling sent
back word, "Bring your friend
ulong.' With this form of invita-
tion Chandler consented to come
up. lie brought his friend with him
and introduced him as Mr.. Howard,
Of Detroit, Michigan. Howard was
Il sad.oJ cd mau of diffident manners,
who contented himself with paying
a very close attention 70 the themes
of the fi,l of fare rather than to Join
in the general conversation of the
dinner-table. CoukIing was in great
glee during the tiuner. He told
over and over again the story of
Chandlcl's discontinue asa boxer
and never seemed to tire of askiny
him what he thought about his abili.
ty to lick any man in the United
States. Chandler took all these re-
marks in an abscnt-minded way, as
if, suddenly, he had become lifted
! above any such petty ambition Of
considering himself inc athlete.
Alter dinner, ConkIiug led his gu, sts
into the gymnasium for general
smoke ard chat.
"Come," said he, pleasantly, to
Chandler, "don't you want arother
bout with the gloves2" md then
Copkliug laughed again in his most
cheerful, turkeyfgobbler style, as he
pnt on pair of gloves.
"No, don't want to box" said
Chandler but perhaps my friend
here wonld consent to amuse you."
Turning to Mr.. Howard, Chandler
rem, rkcd ,"You box, do you not 2"
Mr.. Howard still looked sad-eyed
and absent, He did once
know something about it, but it was
such long time ago.
"Come, come,' said Conkling, sslet
us havo friendly bout. l won't
hurt you"
Evidently the great New York
Senator was pining 50 knock some
one Gown. The sad.eycd MIR. IIo.
ward, evidently fattored at the pros
pect Of being knocked down by so
distinguished man, began slowly to
put on pair Of gloves. AS be was
drawing on tho gloves, Chandler was
background. A co tented look was
on his face, and every now and then
he would raise his hugo right foot
up under his swayipg volumirous
coat-tail and give himselfa o congratu.
latory kick, expressive of rapture.
The sad eyed man now camo for
ward, and the round began. Conk.
ling was for proceeding at opoe to
knock his opponent down, and he
would have done 80 had he not found
great difficulty in getting anywhere
near. the sad-eyed man. The affair
eliminated by the sad-eyed mans
suddenly rushing forward and land
| ing n thunderbolt of q fist between
Conkling's eyes. The Senator went
over like a great tree, and rolled into
the corner of the room, where he lay
for moment, stunned by tho con.
cussion. He was heard to say after
ward that he thought o house had
fallen on him. !.