The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1886-05-23
SPORT IN NEW YORK.
Nym CrinkIe Goes to See Smuggling Match
Between Two Heayy-Weights.


New YORK, May 2L-Mary Anderson made
her rentree here Monday night.
She has been almost as successful as Dixey. I
do not know whether it be wealth or art, but she
has a new dignity. She is not the gaunt border
beauty that she was few years ago. when she
played Pauline IN a seven-yard traia and trum
peted My own dear Claudel" like cornet. The
majesty of success has not added inches-a thing
she did not need-but it has given discretion, a
thing she did need / mean discretion of utter
ance.
She played that carbonacious Galatea, and
nothing was ever more carefully quarried aud
chiseled than her impersonation.
She is still the American girl. I inss. upon
1t that she is the most pluribus, pro patria,
continental, hail Columbia orb in the starry ban
ner of the native drama. Critics may weigh
her tones and dissect her conceptions-ah, what
a free born conceptor she is-but the unshackled
American takes her at a draught and asks no
questions. Shehangs over more lonely bachelor
bedsteads than any woman alive. She creeps
into all albums and sets her divine features on
all cigarettes. Toilet soap gories in her profile,
and baking powder gets additional lustre from
her eyes Her arms are round the whole popu-
iation like pair Ct lovely anac0ndas her foot
That's all I've got to say about Mary.
Struggling matches coming into vogue again.
1t is long time since New Workers have had an
opportunity to pay 81 a head to see couple or
beef-eating prize fighters punch each other out OF
all recognition. But the enterprising gentlemen
to whom is intrusted the management of these
affairs have changed their base of operations.
AS soon as the public found out that the ''knock-
ing out business" in Madison-square Garden was
played out and that the authorities were deter
mi nod Tn YlJ1ta tn StODDeQ
patronizing pugillstic entertainments.
Why?
Because mere science and skill, unmixed with
gore, tended to increase rather thar diminish the
ennui to which all well-regulated club men and
men about town are supposed to be subject
They had had a taste of smuggling and knocking
out and the Marquis of Queensberry, and they
would not brook any mider form of pugsm.
They had just begun to have critical appre-
citation of sluggers ability when Captain Will
iamss baton put stop to the smuggling
Following this came period OF dizziness and
depression In sporting circles. unbroken till
a week ago last Wednesday, when MIR. William
Madden, the discoverer of John Lawrence Sulli
van and Charles Mitchell came to the rescue
alike Of the impoverished prize fighter and the
famshed dude. thirsting for the sight of blood.
l went to see the affair-an affair of six Queens
berry rounds-partly to satisfy my curiosity and
party to see dudedom resuscitated.
Did betake myself to Madison square garden
to witness the sanguinary contest!
Not bit of it.
Then where2
To the Germania Assembly rooms, of course,
on the Bowery, with its myriads of electric
lights.
I paid 81 for admission and 81 extra for a seat.
The ring was pitched raised platform at
the end of the hall On either side sat goodly
number Of dudes and ciubmen. wearing high
silk hats, higher collars and trousers exqusiteiy
creased. They were the golden youth of the
metropolis. They sucked their silver headed
walking sticks. and thanked their stars that they
were out Of Captain Williams's precinct and in
Captain McCullagh's.
Captain McCulagh-than whom there is not a
more efficient officer on the Metropolitan police
force-loves a rafting sett0s and looks upon
pugilism with kindly eye.
The preliminary contests over, the crowd
waited impatently for the gentlemen who were
to do the knocking out This gave their hackers
an opportunity to select a referee. l could not
help being impre- sed with the appearance of
this official when selected. He was scrupulously
attired in gray business suit wore dark,
closelv-cropped beard. parted in the English
fashion, and dainty boutonnere in the lapel of
his coat. He looked like q Wai-street banker.
When. later on, learned his name knew that
he was bad man." that he had private GENE
terry in the vicinity of Chicago; that he shot and
killed Jimmy" Elliott in the latter city-in q
tough" gambler and sport who has a sum
mary method of settling all arguments by
means of a six shooter.
There was An uproar when the principals
appeared. They were heavy weights. Their
names Jack Ashton, of Providence, r. l.; Dick
Collier. of Leicester, England. The gentleman
from Rhode Island was in the pink of condition.
Not So the Britisher His flesh was flaccid. He
looked as though he had trained on Canada malt
and whisky sours. The truth of these conclu-
sions was borne out ty the result
There was a sardonic grin upon the dudes
faces when the ''goves" were produced, the lat
ter small enough to suit the most fastdous swell
in the house. A little connection in the center
aisle, and McCullagh, carrying small chair in
his hands forces his way to the front and sits
down. Wealthy bankers, leading lawyers and
well-known merchants look at him with beaming
countenances. The fighters cast sleeps eyes at
him. So do their hackers.
Time!
At it they went like a couple of battering rams.
1t was slugeing from start to finish. The dudes
howled their delight The first round. showed
Collier to be third-rate fighter, and put Ashton
on not much higher plane. The latter could,
at any stage, hit his man when and where he
pleased, but not hard enough to put him Ito
Sleep" as the patrons of the P. r. say The ex-
hibition could have been scarcely less brutal had
these plug uglies fought 'barehanded" But it
pleased the dude, the lawyer, the merchant and
the banker, besides putting comfortable sum
of money into the pockets of the sluggers.
Did McCullagh interfere2
He did, after it was clearly demonstrated that
Mr.. Collier was overmatched.
Witnessing this contest had a singular effect
on the dudes. Theyfelt Eighty" when the thing
was over. and E. Berry Wall, ex- King of the
Dudes, wanted to knock out Mr. Fred May Mr..
Wallis friends, however, dissuaded him from at
tempting his feat giving for their reason that he
-Wall-weighed only l2O pounds, while May
weighed 22O NYM CRINKLE.
ChicagO's Wounded Policemen
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