Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1885-08-22

From the New York Evening Post
An American student at Gottingen, q. N.
Harper, Princeton, "a, writes the following 90
count of recent student duel:
"a fight was just about 70 begin. The COM
batants, surrounded by seconds. umpires and
friends had already taken their places on the
floor. Their breasts and thighs were protected
by thick pads, on which the black blood Of for.
mer encounters had gathered for years pass
The veins Of the neck were guarded BY winding
around It q heavy scarf Iron goggles with
plateTlass windows concealed the eyes, and the
arms were also covered with wadding. The
One Of the pair of warriors, member Of the
blue cap corgs WAS PALE sendsr ok
red caps was 2 big burly fellow, whom the pads
seemed greatly To- Cypress; perhaps he was
'sfhe surgeon stepped back, looking like
blood. There had been another duel before we
table. The seconds Jumped into position, each
at the left side Of his man, after polite bows to
each other In true German fashion. The fifty
tie tables around the room, eating breakfast
and drinking, rose to see the fight. All was sol
emnity, and the silence was only broken by
ance clear across the floor and drinking his
health, At the same time bowling profoundly
and ~ his There were few
after the other. something like Make ready!
Go! and In an instant all one could see was the
all one could hear was the regular 'whack,
whack' Of the blows. There seemed TO be only
one kind Of stroke, and each met the other half
way. Halt! cries the fat fellow, and the sec
onds run up to see where he is cut; but 1t was
false alarm. They rub him a little and let him
sweat a moment, then at it again. Dodging
allowed, and the left arm must be kept behind
the back. 'Whack! whack! whackr as before,
the blood Is running from clean perpendicular
slash In the big fellows left cheek.
About this time wondered how the hotel
woman could stand 1t, for she had been carry
Ing meat aud drink from table to table all the
time. also had occasion to see man who had
for two seasons been punished behind the bat
on the Princeton base ball nine, and who had
r1sked his life In one Or two Thanksgiving day
foot ball games, walk with uncertain step to the
ant to see a mans cheek laid open deliberately.
The next round proved even more disastrous
for the plump red-cap, for he received an ugly
long as the eye itself. Next time his chin suf-
fered, and then his nose. He was out of breath,
and looked at the clear blue sky and the golden
fields and wondered why human society must
SO torture itself with useless and cruel conven-
blows called me back to see the next round. 4
mum OF interest ran along the gallery front when
the cool little fellow was seen to get by lar the
heaviest bloW OF the Tight across his brow, which
was soon covered with blood.
'They took off the goggles and the blood ran
into his eyes. Then they mopped it up and he
was ready again, and in the next round gave
bis opponent another cash on the left temple.
1t seemed to me about time to call n halt for
good. and presently they did. Under the rules
fight lasts fifteen minutes of actual fencing,
pauses not counted. With pauses reckoned in,
this must have lasted about forty minutes. The
gladia.ors carried their bloody heads into
another room TO receive the doctors attention,
and preparations began for another duel. /
asked studeut.if either of our bloody friends
had fought before, and ne said laconically: The
little fellow has fought nine this terr0.'"