Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1889-04-02
WITH FISTS AND TEETH.
A Prize Fight OH the Potomac, Near
This City.
GEORGE W. PHILLIPS, OF THE DISTRICT, AND J. W.
DORSEY. OF BALTIMORE, CoLoRED MEN, THE
COMPLAINTS - PHILLIPS WINNER AFTER TEN
SAVAGE RoUNps OF sLrGGINa AND BITING.

| COMPLAINTS PHILLIPS WINNER AFTER TEN
SAVAGE ROUNDS OF sLUGGISG AND BITING.
The fight which took place last night be-
tween Geo. W. Phillips, of this city, and J. W.
Dorsey, of Baltimore, both colored men, proved
to be one of the most exciting as well as brutal
events of the kind in the history of Washington
prize fights, and was won in the tenth round by
Phillips, Dorsey refusing to fight, declaring
that he had been fouled. The crowd of spec
tators commenced to go over to the starting
place in Georgetown about o'clock in the
evening, and the Avenue cars going west be-
tween that hour and o'clock all contained
some of Washington's representative sporting
men and patrons of the istic art Alighting
from the cars at every street between 2th and SD
little groups would hurry south, and meet
shortly afterward at Passeno's boat-house,
where the steamer Frances lay ready to convey
the party to the fighting grounds. Lieut..
Teeple, with squad of officers. were waiting
| on the wharf for the boys, but the police were
powerless to act. as the crowd was very orderly.
At o'clock the boat silently pushed off. and
! steamed through the thick fog toward the
Chain bridge. A solitary light way in the dis
lance was the objective point, and in short
| time the boat pulled up at picturesque cut
out among the quarries on the upper Potomac,
! and the file Of Washington sports. as they
slowly and silently wendell their way over the
scattered rocks, looked like grim specters.
| THE RING
| was pitched in a well-lghted barn and was of
| the regulation 16-foot variety. Around this the
men crowded. all anxious for the work to COM
mence. In the crowd could he seen many IA
miiiar faces. Bankers. brokers, merchants.
| lawyers, wealthy young men, and the tough
| element were all there and conversed together
| as though friends for years.
After preliminary glove contest between
Mcmillan. the English pugilist, and Mike Ready,
| a local boxer, which was holly contested. Mr..
| Mcmillan stepped into the ring and announced
| that the star hight of the evening between the
two dark weights would shortly come off. He
! said he hoped 1t would be to finish. After
| some little discussion Ewald Moore was chosen
referee and Doc" Chalmers timekeeper. Billy
Mcmillan seconded Phillips, while Mike Ready
| did the honors for Dorsey.
| THE DUsKY PUG1LIsrs.
| There was pushing in the crowd near side
| door and all eyes turned in that direction. The
| fighters were at hand The first to appear was
| Phillips dressed in white tights, which, al
| though slightly off-color, were snow white COM
pared to the blackness of his body. He wore
| red stockings with rubber shoes.
Dorsey followed shortly afterward attired in
red trunks and rubber sandals. The men
! seemed fabby and entirely out of condition.
| Phillips weighed IA pounds, while Dorsey
| tipped the beam at 1867.
Referee Moore came into the ring after the
| men had been seated. and made speech de-
caring that the fight would be to a finish. foul
! or no foul. The fraternity were getting i'm
| patient. and after the customary hand-shake
| the men put themselves into position at II As.
THE FIRST ROUNDS.
| After some cautious sparring. Dorsey broke
! ground and led with his left for Phillips body
and landed. Aclinch followed. and in the break
| away Phillips landed vicious upper cut on
| DOrsey's mouth: another clinch followed, both
! falling on the ropes as time was called.
| In the second round Dorsey commenced his
| dancing tactics. which were changed into a
march as Phillips ducked swinging right
| handler and caught his antagonist on the pro-
| biscis as he was coming up, cutting that MEM
| Der and causing the claret to flow profusely.
| FIRST BLOOD
was claimed and allowed for Phillips.
The third round was devoid of interest, both
men being cautious and waiting
The fierce fighting commenced in the fourth
| round when Phillips closed on Dorsey and rained
| blow after blow i'll his face. The round ended
| with both on the ropes.
Both men were fresh when time was called
| for the fifth round. and although Dorsey was
| simply CORY mass. he had hackers, and twenty
| dollars even was bet on him and eagerly taken
| The round closed with honors easy.
| Heavy smuggling marked the opening of the
| sixth round with much close fighting Phillips
| let his right go once more, and caught Dorsey
| in the jugular. which dazed him, and would
have knocked him out had the advantage been
| followed out.
The seventh round found Phillips laughing
| and eager to get to work. He didn't have long
to wait. for Dorsey. bleeding profusely from
! the nose, rushed in like a wild bull. Then fol-
lowed a contest such as is seldom seen. Both
men hit pell-mell and blood was over every
| thing. 1t looked
LIKE DOG FIGHT.
Referee Moore, when he saw them clinched
ran in and tried to separate them, but his
hands slipped when he attempted to catch hold
| and the floor rose and hit him several times
His efforts were effectual. however. and the
men were parted time was called, much to
the disgust of the audience who were getting
blOodthirsty and wanted to see somebody hurt
Phillips seemed to be just warming up when
time was called for the eighth round. The
men soon came together, and more bulldog
| fighting was INDUCED in. the men fighting to
| the ropes. In the melee the bucket containing
| Dorsey's diluted blood, where he had been
| sponged off. was overturned, and the sports
| got CORY bath.
SERIES OF MAD RUsHEs
opened the ninth round. This round was even
more brutal than the preceding ones, and re-
peated cries of foul foul by Dorsey. were
| little needed. The men seemed like wild
| beasts. and cared for nothing except to damage
| each other as much as possible. As this round
ended Phillips made vicious lunge for Dorsey.
which was cleverly lodged. Phillips hand
| coming in contact with stake and dislocating
| his left thumb.
THE LAST SAVAGE ROUND WITH FISTS AND TEETH.
The tenth round was the most vicious and
disgusting of the mill After some fierce fight
| ing. in which clinch ensued. Dorsey broke
| away and claimed that he had been bitten, al
the same time showing bleeding digit.
| Phillips made similar complaint. and dis
| played a skinless knuckle Honors thus far
| were even. and the referee ordered them to con-
/ tlnue. Dorsey had enough and wanted to stop
but he was hauled INFO the ring and the figh,
continued. Timekeeper Chalmers called time
| repeatedly, but 1t not needed. With
mouths distended, displaying full sets OF
worries, the men went at each other to do OF
die. Snap would go Phillips jaws az
| he made effort to catch Dorsey by the
throat. and snap came Dorsey's teeth down
| upon Phillips hand. Many turned away from
the sickening sight 1t was a fight of beasts
not men. At length Dorsey succeeded in
| breaking away. 1t would have taken a team OF
mules to have held him.
| UNDER THE ROPES HE WENT,
and not even the pleadings of the sports could
get him to return. 1t was clear that he had
been overmatched both as a fighter and q
bitter, although the cleverer sparrer.
| The sporting spectators were all satisfied
| moneys worth. The party returned to the city
about 2SO o'clock this morning.
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