Morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven [Conn.]) 1848-1894, 1886-08-05
Pug1liatIc Peers.
From the Pail ATon Hoza4to


The late Marquis of Waterford, among nu-
merous accomplishments, excelled as boxer
and of his aptitude in this art he was justly
proud. He never picked his men, he used
to fight coalheavers, dustmen, hodmen, fell
low ship porters and others of that ilk,
and then gave them a Bank of England
plaster; and if he was ever caught mapping
and net superior bruiser great was his
superior's reward. But sometimes an inso-
lent jarvey obtained all the thrashing and
no reward, as the following anecdote will
show: The marquis on one occasion hailed
a cab rather early in the morning and di.
rected the cabman to drive him to ST.
James Square, the residence of his uncle
the Archbishop of Armagh. When he ar
rived at his destination be landed the cab
man half sovereign, but cabby in the
most insolent manner demanded more,
" All right" said the marquis, and Slip
ping into the house by means of latch
key he quickly donned his uncle's Episcopal
robes, and returning to the door quietly
asked what the cabman required. The jar
vey, not recognizing the marquis and think
ing to frighten the clerical swell, gave him
some choice Billingsgate, whereupon his
lordshlp in his new character knocked cabby
down. Amused at the idea of having to
hight with "a parson, cabby sprang up and
went for his man in good style; but the sham
prelate foiled every blow and returned his
deliveries with such vigor that at last the
cabman. thoroughly beaten and believing
that he had the devil in lawn sleeves for an
opponent, jumped up on his cab and
glad to "hook it,"
The Prince of Chatelherauit is bruiser of
the Waterford stamp. Over and over again
in the old days of Haymarket registering he
had been known to throw off his coat and go
for his man in true pugilistic fashion, and
many tales are told of his grace's excellence
in the art. With the exception, however of
one or two members of the upper house, we
thought boxing an accomplishment long for
gotten by the peerags, but the following an
ecdote will show otherwise: 4 few days ago
a noble earl, apt pupil of a West-end pro-
fessor of boxing, had been dining rather
freely at one of the clubs, and as he passed
up the Strand in evening dress he came into
collision with sweep just emerging from
Drury court, who, to steady himself, placed
his sooty hands on his lordships irreproach-
ably white shirt front. To hit out at the
sweep was the nobleman's first impulse, and
landing on chummy's nasal organ the car
mine and black were soon naingling Moth
ing daunted, the sweep pulled himself to-
gether and tried all he knew to get on
equal terms, but in short time he was SO
battered and bruised that his pals from the
"Lane," who had now mustered strongly,
came up, and it was case of one down and
the other come on. Stimulated no doubt by
the bottle or two Of port he had imbibed, his
lordship knocked the pride of Drury Lane
down one after the other like ninepins calm
ly asking, like Fitzjames of Rhoderick Dhus
hand, for one and all to come on We don't
know how it might have Jared with my lord
had not policeman arrived on the scene and
dispersed the threatening crowd; while his
lordship, feeling that he had earned drink,
sauntered into Il tavern close at hand and
partook of a modest quencher.