Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1883-11-27

iveliest affair of the kind that has ever
taken place in this state. At times the
excitement became intense and on three
occasions at least hard-hitters sailed in for
blood. The incidents of the circus will be
found recorded below.
The crowd commenced to head for
Market hall as early as z O'Clock, and for
an hour a constant stream of men and boys
surged into the building. By 8 o'clock the
seating capacity of the hall was fairly
taken up, and the gallery was crowded, bat
the hall was not packed in the sense that
an available space in the rear of the main
floor might have been mad for standingroom
There was one thing that characterized the
crowd-there was not visible single lady.
1t was thoroughly stag assemblage, and
on the whole the crowd was orderly, there
being but few yells and cat calls. While the
crowd was being seated Seibert's orchestra
discoursed number Of popular and fam
liar airs. When the curtain rolled up the
hall must have contained in the neighbor-
hood of 1900 people, among whom we're
n oticed many prominent business men of
st. Paul, Minneapolis and from the state.
At quarter past o'clock Frank
Moran, master of cerem onies, stepped on
the stage followed by Mike Gillespie, Of
Boston, and Steve Taylor the ex-champion
of the world. The men appeared in good
trim, Gillespie being the smaller of the
two. They we're stripped to the waist, and
from there down wore blue tights, white
stockings and the ordinary low CATERS.
The men started in by exchanging sever
al smart taps, and when time was called
on the first round they wers we'll warmed
up to their work. In the second round
Gillespie landed couple of lally coolers
on the ex champions neck, which made
the audience laugh. Taylor returned the
CON pliment by tapping the Boston boy on
the neck, and they we're commencing to
do some smart smuggling when time was
called. The third round was notable for
the display of pluck by both men, who
faced the music in good shape, while the
gloves beat regular tattoo on
their bare forms. The fourth and last round
WIS remarkable only for expert boxing.
HE KNOCKS HII OUT.
At this stage of the exhibition rich
treat occurred, and it was relished the
more from the fact that it was unex-
pected.
The master of ceremonies announced to
the audience that Sullivan would next ap-
pear in a set-to with Morris Hafey, of
st. Paul, who was anxious
to stand up with the champion and test
his nerve and wind in the four-round
knock out, Hafey to have $500 if he was not
knocked out by the end of the fourth
round.
The men then came forward on the
platform. Sullivan, the cham
pion, looked superb, having
the massive and symmetrical proportions,
the easy grace and supple carriage of
gladiator. He was stripped to the waist,
his limbs being clad in pink tights, white
stockings and CATERS. No idea of the
prowess of the man can be
had from mere description.
His weight is at present 226 pounds, bus
he is as smooth and firmly knit as peb-
BILE. In action he is bold and aggressive,
not seeming to know what it is to meet
an adversary. as seen later in the even
ing, he was as swift and supple
on his feet as a SQUIRREL striking always
from the shoulder, the blades of which
gyIate with rotary movement, and at
times you could hang your hat on them.
His blows are always aggressive and they
beat like hail on the neck of his an
tagonist.
Bat to the picnic. Hsfey, the man who
stood up, is about six feet high and he
weighs 1875 pounds; he is a muscular look
ing fellow, and by occupation he is
stationary engineer. He wore tights, and
both men, of course, had on gloves.
Time had no sooner left the referees
lips than the champion stretched out his
duke and Hafey lay on the floor. The
thing was done so easy and swift that the
audience had hardly time to catch is
breath.
Bat Hafey had nerve and wanted some
more, He got onto his pins again,
Strengthened up, when Sullivan gave him
another tap and knocked him silly. On
this occasion Hafey looked as
If he had fallen asleep.
lie fell ever against the scene, gasI o and
held his arms up. 1t was evident that with
Sullivan the sport was child's play. Hsfey
picked himself up and leaned languidly
against the scenery. All of this did not
occupy over fifteen or twenty seconds.
When Sullivan observed that his man had
had enough he stepped forward and ad-
dressed the audience, saying that this man
had been talking all day about coming to
the hall to spar, and you see,s he said,
show long he has stayed"
In conclusion he said he had offered him
81 900 if he would stay with him for four
rounds.
Herbert Slade, the Maori, and Pete Mo
Coy, the light weight champion, were then
introduced for a bout. Slade is giant in
statuer. weighing about the same as Sulli-
van, but being somewhat taller.
Mccoy is much smaller, but on his feet he
is Thanksgiving. These men did some
beautiful work; they stood up four rounds
and rained blows on each other; it was
like the smart quick work of trip-ham.
mer, and as the blows resounded the ex-
element increased and the crowd yelled
When time was called on the final round
the dander of the men was up TO the fight
ing pitch, and it was difficult to make
them stop.
TAYLOR DONALDSON.
Although it was not OF tae bills, wheI
the next bout was called The audience were
TO see some Singing.
The contestants were Steve Taylor anS
Prof. Donaldson, of Minneapolis. As thel
stepped to the front it could be seen thai
both men meant business, and that they
were in for blood. They were pretty
evenly matched as to size, although Tsy-
lor is more firmly knit thai
the Minneapolis man. At the star
TavIor pushed his man int