Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1884-10-16
MoOAFFREY WINS THE FIGHT.


English ChampiOn-Four Mighty Live
ly Rounds Before a Great Crowd in
the Garden-NO Knocking Out-Pretty
Even Fighting at First, but All in the
Pittsburgher's Hands at the Finish.
NeaO York Sun, Oct. IS.
About three weeks ago George c.
Brotherton, well known Philadelphian
met Mr.. Charles Mitchell in Billy Mad
denis Athletic Hall in Thirteenth street
Conversation turned on the merits of Mr.
Dominick McCatfrey as pugilist
Brotherton finally offered Mitchell ST, ,2OO
if he would stand up before Nc
Caffrey for four rounds with
soft gloves. Madden advised Nit
chell not to accept the offer. He said
that McCaffrey had done nothing to enti.
tie him to the honor of such a contest.
and he wanted Mitchell to reserve him.
self for Sullivan. The $1,000, however,
was too great temptation for Mitchell
He accepted Brotherton's proposition,
modified by a proviso that Mitchell should
put up $500, to be forfeited if he failed to
put in an appearance. The ST, 100 was put
into the hands of Harry Hill. 1t was a
pure speculation on the part of Brother.
ton. McCaffrey was only too willing to
meet Mitchell. Brotherton hired Madison
Square Garden, and the match was set
down for last night, Brotherton taking
the receipts.
The battle was fought in Madison
Square Garden last night at 10 O'Clock.
Between 5000 and 5000 persons were pre-
sent, including the usual run OF states
men, dandies, pugilists and leg-biters.
Billy OBrien stepped to the front, and
called loudly upon John Mccormick, OF
the Cincinnati Enquirer, to act as referee.
Mccormick sat at the reporters table,
near the ring, and doggedly shook his
head. There had been much trouble over
the selection OF referee, as much money
had been wagered on the fight. A score
of gentlemen gathered around Mccormick
and urged him to accept the profered
honor. He steadily refused to do so,
however, until Billy Madden said that he
would be entirely acceptable as a
referee to Mitchell and his friends.
Then he mounted the platform and
took his station outside the
ropes and near the steps leading to the
ring. Ed Plummer was chosen time
keeper. Bob Smith, who had been acting
as master of ceremonies, then stepped to
the centre of the ring. Madden, who had
been tanning Mitchell with a napkin,
ceased his attentions, and the English
man arose. "Gentlemen," shouted Bob
Smith, "allow me to introduce to you Mr..
Charles Mitchell" There were tumul-
tuous cheers, and the Englishman bowed.
McCafreY then threw off his gray Woolen
shirt and advanced two steps from his
chair. Billy Edwards laid aside his palm
leaf and Lunt hung his napkin on a stake.
1t was the first time that the spectators
had seen the American peeled. Murmurs
of admiration filled the hall, and finally
broke into peals of delight. He seemed
to be physical perfection persOnfed.
forho sx4Is f-6
usual stamina, and his trunk,
shoulders and arms were the trunk,
shoulders, and arms of an AntinOus.
'He looks as though drawn too fine,"
murmured Ned Mallahan. SIN a four
round fight all that's wanted Is to work
the inside fat off and leave all the strength
in the legs" Everybody, however, agreed
that both men were in magnificent condi-
ton, and equally matched in size, weight,
height and appearance. The test was to
be on science and endurance. Both men
were smooth-shaven. Both had extreme
" pleasing countenances. Mitchell looked
the older. His short, curling locks clus-
tered above his temples, and gave him a
more manly expression of face. Nc
Caffrey's face was very boyish. He had
the complexion of mountain miIkmaid.
and a skin as white as the riven snow.
Every movement was graceful.
FIRST ROUND.
'tAre you ready, gentlemenp shouted
the referee. 'tShake hands,"
Both men advanced to the middle of the
ring with smiling faces and gripped each
others hands.
''Time," cried Plummer.
In twinkling they were circling each
other with gyrating gloves. McCafrey
guarded his breast with his left hand and
held his right well down. His theWs and
sinews seemed made of rubber. There
was breathless moment of suspense.
Then McCafrey tapped the Englishman
lightly on the cheek and sprang away
with a CHEEKY smile. Mitchell made a
rush tor him and they clinched. HBreak,
break" shouted the referee, and in
a second they were apart and facing each
other like hawks poised in the air. Sud-
denly Mitchell lunged with his deadly
left duke and misseds He followed 1t with