The daily gazette., 1883-08-07
SLADE KNOCKED OUT.
FINISHED LESS THAN THREE
ROUNDS.
SULLIVAN STILL TEE CHAMPION.
slade Fairly Knocked silly before the
End of the Third Hound Han dsolne
Profits for the Bruisers.

NEW YORK, August q Herbert SIade.
who came from Australia 10 whip John l.
Sullivan, was knoe ed out IA three rounds
| BY sullivan at tlir Ma bon Square Gaftieu
| ibis evening. sullivan dt the work with
| soft cloves. ard witlnrt faif ia { olgillA
that his last oaHuc:.t, Mitchell, cllstd q u.
The garden was crowded with people III z
| o'clock. tn" long tiers uf b .tg,i's extend
| ing from Fourth IN Manson avenues we're
| packed and the 'rn1us Nour Nus Orrli.
| pied by people Nhn stood pqj"utiy upnn
their lett Tor iwp aud pue &alt hou - fse
number OF persons present was estimated by
Captain Will me Ht 10000.
In the crntrc 81 lite c. r,i.-fl i pIr Torn "A
| feet square and'iour i"rt high he'd been
| built. Eight stak,s, placed at eaid distant
points, Were fastened to the platform. and
two lines of ropes were passed around the
stakes, completely enclosing the stage Two
| wooden chairs wer placed at opposite cor
ners of the stage, and a bucket oi water, a
beer glass and towel were the only other
| articles upon the sandrd floor.
| Ten feet from the platform, and surround
/ ing IT, was stout railing, which kept the
mob away from the ropes. Those who had
| feared interference by the police were agree
ably disappointed. The whole show was
| under police protection. Inspector Thorn
and Captain Williams acted as managers,
| and hundred ratrolmen moved around
the hall and preserved order. The crowd
| was good humored, and, until the slugging
| began, tolerably quiet. The heat in the
Garden was sutocating. The atmosphere
| was blue with the smoke of cheap cigars
and nasty cigarettes, and the odor of the
unwashed human form was perceptble.
THE NOTABLE FACES. ...
Among the well-known ii hters present
were Jein Mace, Joe Goss, Joe Coburn, Steve
| Madden, Barney Aaron and Billy Edwards.
xFIN md tI,. etar
! and the venerable Pop Whitaker, master of
| ceremonies, attired in badly fitting suit of
black broadcloth clothes, trippei around
/ the platform with as much dignity as his
| short legs would allow. Among the gentle
men seen on TIE floor were Al Smith, ex-
Congressman Bliss and Crowley, sssembly-
man Frank Spinols, Eli Perkins. Paymaster
Cunningham, of the navy, and Henry Rice,
Shades hacker. At O'Clock Mr. Whitaker
stepped to the centre OF the platform, and,
with courtly air, waved two young mon,
dressed In tights, to seats in opposite corners
of the stage "Order," shouted Mr. Whit
taker, and the audience cheered. The mas
| ter OF ceremonies presented the TWO young
| boxers as Mr.. Davis, of Birmingham, and
Mr.. Dixie, oI Liverpool "Now, gentlemen"
screamed Mr.. Whitaker, ''no slugging, no
| bullyragging, no killing time," and the
| young fellows spared three rounds very
| tamely.
Bob Farrell and Fiddler Neary next gave
a somewhat better display OF scientific box
inl, and they were followed by Pete Mccoy
and Mike Midway. Mccoy was fayorite
with the audi nee, and he worsted Midway
easily. Murphy and Kelly, the prettiest
lightweight boxers in New York, were
loudly applauded for the only reall good
sparring of the night
THE GIANTS MEET.
There was a long wait before Sullivan and
| Slade appeared, aud the audience grew i'm
| patient. Howls, whistles al d stamping of
/ feet echoed through the hall until tbe two
| men were seen approaching the platform,
when loud cheers were given. Sullivan was
| first on tie stage. The Maori quickly fol-
lowed him. Sullivan wore salmon-colored
tights, white stockings and a white knit
trock. Slade wore white tights
pink stockings and white frock'
| The men took seats diagonally opposite each
/ other in the corners of the platform.
Neither appeared nervous, and the Maori
paid no attention to the incessant cheering
which greeted Sullivan. Goss stood at
Sullivan's side arranging the gloves. Mace,
| from his position near Slade's corner, whis-
pered few words of advice to his protege.
Barney Aaron, who skipped uimbly around
the stage, told the reporters that he would
be referee, and Parson Davis of Chicago, a
clerical looking bruiser, took out his watch
| irocks were taken off and as they stood
| stripped to the waist the spectators had for
the first time chance to observe the eondi-
tlon of the men.
There had been some little betting early
/ in the evening, three to one, that Slade
would not be knocked out, his friends RELY
ing upon his power to endure the awful
blows of the Boston slugger, but Slade
/ stock went down 100 per cent when his
| sleek, fat body, with comparatively small
visible muscular development, was exposed.
Sullivan did not seem TO be in as good form
as wheh he met Tug Wilson, but his tremen-
dous muscular development gave the lie to
the story that he was not fully equipped for
the fight He weighed 1877 pounds, while
| Slade turned the beam at 220 pounds The
terms of the match did not require Sullivan
to "knock out" his opponent, and the show
was advertised as a display.
THE PROGRESS OF THE FIGHT.
After few points and the exchange of
several light blows, Sullivan caught the
Maori under the chin with a left-hander
| that knocked him down. Slade came uD
| quickly and the men clinched, rapping each
| other around the head and body with in
effective short-arm blows. Slade did his
| best in this round and he planted Two or
three staggering blows in Suliivan's face.
The men clinched several times and viciously
slugged at short range. Goss, who
was standing on the ground near
Sullivan's corner, acted like a mad
man. "Hit him in the belly" he
shouted, chit him in the belly" '"pound
him in the ribs" and Sullivan, responding
to the call, gave Slade half a dozen smart
body blows. Time was called at the expi-
ration of three minutes, and the men went
to their corners. Sullivan took drink of
water and was on his feet when the men
were called for the third round. Slade
/ opened the last bout with two or three neat
left-handers on the champions face, but his
blows seemed to lack force. They made no
impression on Sullivan; who foced the fight
ing and drove the Maori over against the
ropes on the West side of the stage
There Slade rallied bit and turned, Sui.
livan closely following and pounding him
at every ep. At last he hit the Maori a
terrific right-hand blow under the ear that
lifted him from his feet and stretched him
upon the floor. Slade made one or two eff
forts to rise, but failed, and Parson Davis
called time. The hall rang with cheers.
Slade was helped up, Sullivan pulled off
his gloves, and the crowd slowly fled out
of the garden. Slade was knocked ont
about 80 sccondA before the expiration Of
the time for the third round. 1t is estimated
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