Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-02-14
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NORTH JUDsoN, IND, February 13.-A
sheriff with long gray hair and squeaky
voice put stop to the Myers
prize fight at IL o'clock last night. The
venerable watchdog encountered nearly 500
New York, Chicago, Boston, st. Louis and
ST. Paul sports in one of those lonely high
wavs and told them that there should be no
fight. Somebody who appeared to know
the old man took him and got him drunk,
while the two trains that had brought the
delegations slowly backed out of town and
stopped ten miles away until 2:3O o'clock
this morning The sheriff was by this time
,''in the SOUP" and the big-eved country
men, who had been drawn out of their
homes by the appearance of so many strang-
ers fitting about in the bright moonlight,
went back to their beds. Then the two trains
returned to town and the half frozen sports
again tramped up to the little opera house
where the fight was to come of. This time
there was no interference. The sheriff was
dead. A 24-foot ring was hurriedly set up in
the center of the hail. ana at AS the crowd
began to file into the room. 1t was an hour
were made Tor the fight.
M'DoNALD CHOSEN REFEREE.
Then Roche and Kennedy crawled into the
ring and announced that Mike Mcdonald had
been chosen to act as referee. This was re-
ceived with tremendous cheering. The betting
on the battle was now 500 to $50 on McAuliffe.
AT 621 just as the sunlight was streaming into
the little windows of the Opera House. Jack
McAulife, accompanied by Billy Madden and
Bob Pope, clambered into the ring The crack
Eastern light weight was dressed in a jaunty
suit, and Scotch cap. He was roundIy
oheered. A moment later little Billy Myers,
the great Western lightweight, and the pride
of the grimy Streator miners, who were
perched upon high seats on the Opera House
stage, followed grim Tom Lees. his second,
into the ring. There was a roar from the
countrymen, ana the odds on McAulffe were
showed down to $50 to S55 And in some cases
the admirers of the Eastern lightweight: got
even money. Just before the time was called
Kennedy bet Roche $500 that Myers would WIN
SOME LIVELY BETTING.
Then Roche placed about s.. 200 more at even
money among the big fellows from Streator.
While Myers and McAuliffe were being rubbed
down, Harry Gilmore hoped into the ring and
declared that he would challenge the winner to
fight him for $1,000 side. Lightweight Char
Myers, McAuliffe or Gilmore, for $1,000 and
post forfeit any time after the fight.
1t was o'clock when Myers and McAuliffe
faced each other for the lightweight champion
ship of America, s, 500 side, and the diamond
belt McAuliffe stripped to blue tights and
fighting stockings and shoes. His muscles
stood out in knots and his broad chest made
him look at least ten pounds heavier than his
opponent, whose wiry russet-colored body was
neatly set OF with white trunks which were
laced at the back. McAuliffe appeared uncon-
cerned and smiled confidently TO Madden and
Pope, who powdered his CATERS with rosin and
Myers was chewing gum and seemed nervous.
The battle between the two famous light
weights, which it was believed would be long
and bloody, scarcely came up to expectations.
1t was long and tedious, but neither fighter
drew enough blood to soil an evening dress
necktie. After fighting g. rounds. which con-
sumed nearly hours and 80 minutes Referee
Mcdonald declared the battle draw. There
was nothing else for him to do.
A wHIRLwIND FIGHTER.
Myers, who is usually a whirlwind fighter,
took the defensive from the start. and in all of
the 81 rounds made but four leads. He seemed
TO be afraid of his antagonist. 1t looked as
though he was not counting on anything much |
better than draw. McAuliffe was first eau
tious, then nettled and finally disguised. He
did all the leading, and in the first ten rounds
got in two OF three effective blows. Then his 4
which was kept up until many of the spectators |
hissed Il can't hit him; he won't give me |
fghtr' was McAuliffes doleful exclamation as |
he returned to his corner after each round. |
Myers was not running any chances. All |
Streator and the mining towns about it had 4
staked thousands OF dollars on him, and in |
some cases his friends mortgaged their homes |
in order to bring money to the ring SIDE. 1t /
would have been disastrous for him to lose. His |
chances of success were not the best. A draw |
was possible, and that is what the little fellow 1
bat otherwise the half-starved, half-frozen, |
sleepy-eyed spectators were pleased with the |
decision which killed what at one time ap- |
peared to be an interminable farce.
THE BATTLE BEGINS.
At the call of time in the first round, Nc |
Auliffe led out for the Wes1erner and landed !
Ii htly in his stomach. This was the only blow 1
struck IN the round. In the second round Nc !
Auliffe again assumed the offensive and made a |
savage rush for Myers, which closed in a clinch.
When the fastener made his second rush in |
this round, he landed lightly on his nose and |
caught in return a heavy right-hand shot on |
the ear anG fell upon his hands and knees near |
the ropes. There were loud cheers from the |
Myers crowd, and a knOck-down was claimed |
buit moi allowed. McAujiffe seemed nettled |
when he went into the third round. The first /
thing he did was to plant light blow the /
Streator lads blooming nose and then he made |
one of his rushes, but slipped. In recovering |
be shot his right out and caught the Westerner |
below the eye with a crack that sounded as
though somebody had hit the side of the |
window with a shingle.
The Western champion began to fight shy. /
There was a welt under his right eye as large as
a dried prrIne, and his nose looked red and out /
OF gear. The Eastern crack watched his op-
ponent with look of diSdain, and once OF twice /
was impudent enough TO walk around the ring /
with his Hands banging by his side.
In the fourth. fifth aud sixth rounds not an |
effective blow was struck, although Myers was
in good position to escape swinging right /
handler which was aimed at his wind.
M'AULIFFE BECAME SAVAGE.
In the seventh round McAuliffe showed more |
spirit, and made a savege onslaught on the |
Westerner, who ciinched and escaped punish. |
meut. One of McAuliffe's lemon-colored gloves |
became united in the lock, and while it was |
being tied time expired.
The whirlwind from Streator opened the |
eighth round with a vicious swing of his right, |
which McAuliffe cleverly ducked, and answered |