The crisis. (Chillicothe, Livingston Co., Mo.) 1877-1878, 1878-07-25
THE PRIZE RING.
Two CObblers Essay the Manly Art
They Fight Ten ROuuds without
BlOOd-h-d-The sponge, Bucket,
md Water. All Thrown Up.

md Water. All Thrown Up.
From the Cincinnati Gazette.
For several weeks past there have
been mutterings that two young shoe
makers, who had taken deadly dislike
to each other, were preparing for u con-
fl ct that would settle their differences,
and add $50 to the pocket of the win
ming man. Their names were Mike
Connors, a young man Of twenty-five
years, height five feet ten inches, whose
lighting weight as he appeared in the
ring last night, was 1862 pounds, and
Jack McCauley, about the same age,
height five feet six, weight one hundred
and forty pounds. Both men have a
local reputation as bruisers, and are
credited with some science" perhaps
the science that consists in occasionally
knocking down drunken companion,
and gouging and kicking him after he is
down. At any rate, they concluded to
settle their claims as to being the "best
man" under the rules of tie London
prize ring, and went into training a
month ago.
The fight, if fight it might he called,
came off ut the -Four Mile House, on the
Reading road-G saloon keptby Barney
Trimpe, who combines the sale of whisky
with hay and stock scale, Just beyond
the second tollgate, by which he makes
a comfortable living.
The fight was announced to be with
gloves" The gloves are somewhat pc
culiar, being nothing more than buck
skin mits, with the slightest amount of
"stufling" above the knuchles, and in
reality only strengthen the hand in
making "fst." The punishment that
may arise from such glove fight is
scarcely less than that which comes
from fight with the naked fists.
About o'clock the fighting party
left the city. Ten or twelve hack loads
Of lovers of the "manly art of self.de-
fense" followed, as well as number of
express wagons, laden until the springs
touched the axle. The excursionists
were joined at the Four Mile House by
quite number of prominent citizens
and politicians, who, of course, only
happened accidently to stop at the rem
devious to water their horses, etc.
The fight began at 10 o'clock. Con-
nors was seconded by Bressnan and
Fellows, and McCauley by Dick Muir
ray, who once npon time had a glove
contest with Fellows in an uver-the-
Rhine saloon. The rules were not
those usually given for glove fights
namely, those of the Marquis of
Queensbury, when the rounds last three
minutes, or until n knockdown, but
those of the London prize ring, when,
either combatant being down, the round
is ended.
Ten rounds were fought in fourteen
minutes, and Nc Cauley's seconds threw
up the sponge. 1t is said McCauley
got Arnica in his eyes, rubbed it in by
his second, and could not see to come
to the scratch when time was called for
the eleventh round. McCauley, how
ever, as well as his second, denies this,
and says it was water which blinded
him. There were two knock-downs in
the fight, one credited to each contest
ant. No blood was spilled, no black
eyes, broken ribs, or smashed noses,
and the small crowd left the room dis
gustod. The contestants put on their
duds, went down to the bar and took n
glass of beer and also left in disgust.
Just at this time Sheriff Wallace ap-
peared on the scene with twelve spe-
cial deputies, found the fight" was
over, treated the deputies and the pol
i.icians to beer, and also left in disgust.
TikoWiso the repOrters,