Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1883-12-23
SPORT FOR ST UDENTT Il s.
A Cockpit in Harvard--.Battle of
Game Fowls in a College
Boys Room
Boston Globe.1

Boston Globe
Inc battle had been the subject of much
anticipation and speculation. Both birls
were known to have fought several tines.
ana mad been bought by their respective
owners expressly for this fight The one
known as Dandy was owned by peculiar
specimen OF student, whose every thought
ana purpose centa1ed upon contests OF thus
nature he was evidently tee ringlea,ler,
ana probably the only one present who en-
tered INTO the sport with genuine enthusiasm.
ne was nervous and excitable, and took every
advantage allowed by the rules to benefit he
piro. The hosts bird was called Jim. and was
a1 silght disadvantage in the betting. the
proportion being about SIS to 81 on DANDY.
meanwhile the fight was being contested
stubbornly and was waxing hotter. Several
stroKes mad taken effect on each corila+a,,t
and the white sheet was literally sprinkied
Win blood and feathers Every now a,l
then, as one bird drove the other across the
sneet, there was stampede of students to
window-seats and corners As the birds he
gan TO show signs Of weakness both Iarl,a,..
We're quick to take advantage of the rule per-
mittlng them to give the birds a breathing
speii, Dandy's owner being particularly
Jealous In his pets behalf. Dandy was max
ing vigorous, offensive fight, but Ben -
MS packer, had money and reputation at
stake, and felt that he could not afford to
make any concessions. The cocks had fourht
desperately for several minutes after enc rest.
and Ben grew nervous
Brace up, you sluggerl" he exclaimed.
s Sd, addressing his bird: ''brace up, or
I'll eat you rawIn
ms threat had no effect for both birds
ceased hostllitles moment and stood elarin,
a1 eacn other, each one quiyering with excite
menu ana fatigue. Ben instantly commenced
counting the seconds
lone, two, three, four, five, six-ter,,o he
shouted, skipping three numbers and Selling
his bird in his arms
Not full count" objected Tommy T
picking up Jim; but while thew disputea botl,
plrds gained the desired rest. The fight was
evidently against jim, and Tommy and his
Irlends began to look despairing. Suddenly
heavy knock sounded at the outer door of
the room. Every one turned Dale and
trembled. Each thought the proctor had
heard the racket. Ten frightened Young men
rushed into the bedrooms and locked them
selves in, while Tommy and Ben cooliv hrt
quickly caught up the birds and duuped one
IN The coal closet and the other in the bottom,
OF book case. Then Ben hastily rolled ND
the sheet while Tommy went to the door.
lie opened it deliberately, and upon the ears
OF all fell the words:
i've been a-knocking at YOUR door Mfr
+, full five minutes; just called for the
wash-n
-, bother the wash" growled the host:
call to morrow morning" and he slammed
the door, ana everybody re-entered the
battle-ground. The momentary danlper upon.
tne evenings pleasure was soon forgotten, as
the birds were again breasted It soon be-
came evident that few moments more
would finish Jim. but with Jim's decreasing
strength Tom grew more interested, and
hnahy danced over the carpet fairly wild.
20 1t, you dogon'd coon; give him one De-
hind the ear" Then, as he saw the pocr
plrd's struggles with his own weakness. he
added, III a tone Of contrition: ono, YOU moor
olo cuss, you're game stag; if you're licked
it's not the fault Of your pluck"
While Tom was wrapped in gloomy do
span, Ben and his hackers were CORRESPOND
ingly exultant. Both birds were fighting
magnificently, as an enthusiastic observer,
afterward expressed it. But the end
was drawing near. Tom and his fellow
hackers had given Jim up for lost. The
birds hesitated a single moment face TO face.
their feathers erect, their eyes bloodshot,
when Jim, dying as he was, almost dead,
with one congulsive spring met his opponent
and drove his long spur clean through
Dandy's brain. Ben's face fell, and his
spirits sunk hundred degrees, and he locked
ruefully at his fallen and vanGuishei bird.
too astonlshed even to curse his luck. Tom
and bis friends were. SO overcome with
triumphant emotions that their enthusiasm
knew no bounds. They crowded around the
victorious Jim, eager to address some COM
plinentary words to the pluclly hero. jim
understood it, and croaked brave but
CHASTITY "hoorah'' in his peculiar dialect.
Tom had taken him up at first, but be strug-
gled little, and was, consequently. put
down. He tapped his wings feebly, strutted
few PAGES, and then, striking out spitefuliy
once more at his vanquished foe, staggered,
keeled over, and died.
The fight had lasted thirty six minutes, ex-
elusive of waits. Bets were paid over the
dead fowl divided between the slaves" and
the party separated
cit was bloody good fight, though" re-
marked Ben, trying to console himself as he
walked out with his friends