The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1894-04-24

Boston, April 2S-Never in the his
tory of the local prize ring has such
an assemblage gathered together as
that which crowded the Casino to-
night.
The occasion was the battle between
Young Critic, the Australian feather
weight champion, and John T. Griffin,
Of Brockton.
Fully 5000 people were on hand when,
at 9:45, Referee William A. Daily, of
Boston, introduced the men.
Daniel Murphy acted as time keeper
for the club, while Johnny Eckard, of
New York, timed for Critic, and Billy
Crowley, of Hartford, did similar SER
vice for Griffin.
The Brockton boy was seconded by
Jack Magee, Billy Murphy and Jack
Williams of Boston. The Australian
was cared for by Sim Fitzpatrick,
Mccarthy, a fellow-Australian.
The pair sprang nimbiy to the centre
at the call of time.
Both men showed up we'll, Critic
looking the full ten pounds that he
weighed over the red-haired boy
He was the first to land light left
on Griffin's cheek. It was give and
take for the next minute, but toward
the end, Critic warmed up bit and
sent a right and left into Griffin
stomach.
The latter was taken by surprise,
and was anxious to get across the
ring.
Critic was hot after him in an eX-
change of blows. He landed his left
with good effect on Grifin's eye.
A cheer went up, but this was soon
subdued, for Griffin placed two we'll
timed right hand blows on the Austral-
ian's body.
Then Critic took a turn. Biff, bang,
on the Boston boys head, and the old
timers Rugged themselves, for never
had a cleverer two-handed fighter been
seen in Boston. 1t looked now like 10
- IN the Austra Ian, despite the
fact that they had been fighting but
three. minutes. The call of time was a
Godsend to Griffin.
On the advice of seconds, Griffin
started in to mix things, but it would
not work. Try as he could, Griffin
could not escape the blows that were
being sent in right and left-handed on
his body in rapid succession, and 1t
seemed but question OF time when
the Australian would be declared Win
ner. He was not in as good shape as
Griffin, but he had the strength and
was equally as clever.
Griffin worked his left with fairly
good effect, but he lacked the steam,
and after each blow the blackhaired
boy would smile, while already Griffin
left eye was beginning to close. 1t was
give and take, up and down, all over,
the ring.
The Australian did most of the lead
ing. From the third to the last round
honors were about even.
The eighth and final round showed to
the spectators how we'll the foreigner
could fight when urged. No sooner had
the men shaken hands, than he put
his left on Griffins nose, and caused
the blood to flow freely. Twice again
did he land there, while his right was
also put in on Griffin's jaw. The lat
ter was cutting the air and trying to
avoid the blows which were landed on
him at CRITICS will.
Time was finally called and, accord
ing to agreement of the men, which
was that if boLh were on their feet at
the finish it would be a draw, Referee
/ Daily called it so.
! Betting men in Boston and the visi-
tors from Chicago and New York, num-
bering quite lot, went away satisfied
that Critic is the best man of his
/ inches seen hereabouts, and for sand
and gameness he fairly outclassed his
! opponent.