The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1890-05-21
Joe and Jack McAuIiffe Spar.

NEW YORK, sMay 2O.-The McAuliffes,
Big Joe and Little Jack put in an appear
ance at the Eighth Street theatre last
night and the show in its entirety set the
packed house half wild Jack McAuliffe
and Billy Madden gave statuesque illustra-
lions of the principal moves in a boxing
knockout, etc, and then spared three
pretty rounds from scientific standpoint
Alter that, giant Joe McAuliffe and
Jomlnlck McCatfry had three rounds. At
nrst the idea was given out that McAuliffe
was SLOW Tor McCaffry was in on him fire.
quently, though never hard, owing to Joe's
reach and showing powers. But in the
third round McAuliffe, who had become
stirred up by the remarks of encourage
ment from the audience to McCaffry.
started In to show what he could do for
Iun. After that McCaffry was not in it,
though he tried hard and the amusement
That the spectators had out of that last
round was so great that they nearly raised
the roof with their applause, but the best
part of all was when Champion
JACK went against the giant. They only
spared for two minutes, but during that
period the big crowd yelled themselves
into a state of logged voices. Everybody
was with Jack at first for he started in
with a rush and double handed smash on
the giants face that made long YELL Joe
was astonlshed at the onslaught, but took it
good naturedly, not being compelled to
move from its effect, and then led to keep
the KID off by long arms. Jack wouldn't
nave that, however He made rush after
rush without much result, it is true, but
ms bantam ''comparative' persistence de-
Hghted the crowd. The giant made many
leads that would have settled bigger man.
butJac was away underneath them and
they went for naught. AS a consequence
Jack was not hit more than half a oozen
times and only by glancing blows, but the
way he pasted the giant was grand al
though he didn't once make the heavy man
lose his smile.
SULLIVAN. AND JOE LANNoN.
There was a great time at the Grand
opera house, Brooklyn, last night. A spar
ring match between John L. Sullivan and
joe Lannon was injected into the fourth act
OF line Paymaster," and just as many peo-
pie as the house would hold were there to
see 1t. When the curtain rose Manager
Harrison made a short speech denying the
story that John L. has been on a debauch.
linen he introduced Mr.. Lannon That
DraWny gentleman, wearing the conven-
tlonal evening dress, claw hammer coat.
low cut vest and doe skin trousers. ap-
peared, nodded. and folding his arms, gazed
at the gallery, which rose at him. '1John
L. Sullivan, champion of the world" said
Mr. Harrison. Mr. Sullivan walked on
with that springy, self-reliant stride which
so Impressed his royal highness, the Prince
OF Wales, when he was presented to Mr.
Sullivan. Mr.. Sullivan's swallow tail coat
was rather narrow across the chest and
shoulders and his trousers fitted every
curve of his legs. For once in his life he
seemed at loss to know what to do with
his hands. They swung by his sides very
much in his way
Mr.. Sullivan and MIR. Lannon disap-
peared behind the wings and reappeared
They had laid aside their dress coats and
their hands were covered with huge white
boxing gloves. The two gentlemen shook
hands with courtly air and threw them
selves into position. They countered
lightly half a dozen times, and then Mr..
Sullivan politely punched. His reception
must have gratitied Mr.. Sullivan. Every
body applauded. After snuffing his in
cense for moment the distinguished Bos-
tonlan advanced to the footlights He
looked pale, but hit Mr.. Lannon full in the
face with force that staggered him. Mr..
Lannon recovering returned the compli-
ment by giving Mr.. Sullivan whack along
side the head that could have been heard
outside the theatre. Then there was some
mali arm work" as it is called in the yrll-
gar prize ring. While the gallery gods
kept up an incessant yelling and even the
women seemed to catch the mood of the
Roman vestal virgins when they turned
their thumbs down and cried to the gladi-
tors, Kill him, kill him. They broke
apart and the round ended.
In about one minute Mr. Lannon opened
the second by blow at Mr. Sullivan that
had it landed might have reused the
sleeping lion in his breast. but he
ducked it and it did not hit him.
Lannon forgot his politeness for
it seemed almost vicious one Mr.. Sulli-
van brought him to himself by blow on
the jaw, given with the air of one who
would say, Receive the expression of NV
most distinguished consideration. Then
they fought give and take all over the
stage until stopped with ''timen '.Mind
me,'' cried the master of ceremonies. Mr..
Sullivan seemed to think it incumbent to
let himself out bit, and so unhappily Mr..
Lannon had great difficulty in preserving
his manners and his equinimity Mr.. Sui
ivan hit him when and where he pleased
but Mr.. Lannon was game and countered
often and hard.
At the end Mr.. Sullivan, with a Chester
fieldian grace dropped his hands and his
friend or opponent struck him gently but
firmly three times on the nose That ended
it. Mr.. Sullivan's breast was as unruffied
as his broad shirt bosom, but Mr. Lama
seemed scant of breath. Both had to bow
their acknowledgements very many times.