Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1893-05-18
ACTORS REALLY FIGHT.
Bob billiard and Wilton Lackays Have .
Regular Match.

Boston special to the World Of May II says:
Not since the memorable fight between John L.
Sullivan and Jim Corbett at New Orleans last
fall has battle with the fists caused SO much
excitement and talk among Boston bloods as
the scrap which took place yesterday between
Bob billiard, now playing the leading part in
LED Astray" at the Globe Theater, and Wilton
Lackaye, playing similar role in "Aristocracy''
1t the Columbia.
Lackaye says just as he was dressing for
Gown town he heard a knock at his door and
said, Some in" The door was pushed vio-
lently open and in walked Hilliard in q tower
ing rage. Mr.. Lackaye was seated in chair at
tie time and billiard roared out. II want an
quick"
He looked up and said, "Bob, 1 thought we
ND each agreed not to speak to the other, +" and
stopped over to tie his shoe. Without another
word billiard struck him terrific blow in the
fase, knocking him to the floor.
Lackaye Immediately sprang to his feet and
swinging his right on billiards. jaw broke
bis own thumb in two places. Then they
separated them, not, however. before they had
fallen to the floor and rolled around among the
furniture and aroused several Of the guests.
The friend, whose name is France, at last
get them apart, when Lackaye. who was
white with passion, ran to the toilet table,
seized the water pitcher and smashed it in
fragments over billiards. head, bringing him
half stunned to his knees.
The blow was a heavy one and cut deep
cash, which had to be closed up with a needle.
billiard cried out, "He s irving to murder me, -
and ran out to the corridor and down stairs,
that being the last seen of him.
As there are always two sides to story. Mr.
q Hn
at his dressing room in the Globe Theater, Just
ready TO depart for his hotel.
He weighs thirty pounds more than do. u
Mr. Hilliard said, land he picked me out for a
butt, and has for some time been trying to
amuse himself and friends by guying me- !
stood 1t as long as could and then called him
down.
II called at his room and knocked, pushed
open the door and entered yesterday morning.
He was standing up on the floor, not sitting in
chair, as he says, and his shoes were laced.
He was stripped to the waist. l said to him: ~
want an apology from you, and want it now.
He said: "What for?" l replied: "You have
been backcapping me and telling people that l
was bum actor. masher and that travelled
on my shape" &c. He said: II haven't back
capped YOU" 'Yes you did" Its a id
lie, said he. Then told him to put up his
hands. that proposed to give him licking, at
the same time pulling off my hat. coat and vest.
He put up his hands and l knocked him over
against the wall, where he fingered for second
and fell to the floor. He jumped up and
knocked him down three times in succession.
He struck me once with his fist but the blow
didn't hurt me Bit
1T was regular Josh Whitcomb swing, the
thumb striking me first. He got up after the
third knock down, saying, I've got enough
turned to leave the room, when he seized a
water pitcher and smashed it over my head. l
got glimpse OF the blow and partially warded
it off. 1t stunned me and brought me to my
knees. After that l don't know what hap
pened.''
Mr.. billiard has bad cash on his head, but
played his part at the Globe this evening.
Lackaye is in bed at the Langham nursing a
broken limb and trying to coax the mouse on
his eve to turn albino