The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1895-01-08
A BRUTAL FIGHT.
Eleven Desperate Rounds
of Punching.
A Battle With Bare Fists on the
Ocean Road Between Two
Human Bulldogs.

There still remains In this city and
vicinity some of the scum of the profess
sional pugilistic contingent who. few
years ago, earned living by training
fighters.
The remnants of class of men who de-
test honest labor and who are commonly
known as Migrants and good-for-nothing
fellows occasionally manaRe.to carr few
dollars by arranging prize-fghts in some
out-of-the-way places among brainless men
who aspire to honors in the prize-ring.
Last Sunday a brutal prize-fight und or
the management of Joe McAuliffe, the ex-
tanner and oftentimes defeated pugilist,
took place on the Ocean road near the
IngIeside. The contestants were heavy
weights, namely. John Duffy, latheT,
and John Doyle. bartender.
The brutes, who were spurred on to
action by the scum Of the prize ring, de-
cided to settle the question OF fistic su-
premacy in the open and with bare fists.
a ring was made in the center of the
road, near Inglesde, in the presence Of
about 100 men. who had assembled at the
appointed place ION the strength of tip"
received the night before from the tanner
aDd his friends.
Duffy was cared for by McAuliffe and
Joe Linehan and Doyle was seconded by
Mike Nolan and Jack Riordan. an alleged
slOgger. The timers held ordinary
watches of cheap make, and with then
the time of each round was kept. The
bloody battle lasted eleven rounds over
which the spectators went wild with de-
light.
It was a hammer-and-tongs affair, and
after two rounds had been fought the con-
testants presented a most horrible appear
ance. Their faces were panied with
blood, which streamed from nose and
mouth.
In the second round Doyle's right hand
was gone, as he had broken the first finger
of it on Duffy's hard skull. When Nc
Auliffe saw that Doyle was disabled he in.
structed Duffy 10 go in and KNOCK the
latter's head off. but in the vernacular If
the prize ring Doyle was game and returned
blow for blow.
The seconds of Duffy were overjoyed
at the sight of so much blood being spill ed
and repeatedly congratulated themselves
on the prospect of winning a barrel of
steam beer, which was pending on the
result.
In the fourth round Doyle could not use
his right fist. which had now sweIed to
twice its natural size. and as consequence
he had to rely upon his left to whip his
opponent
In the eighth round Doyle injured his
left hand, the fingers of which were cut to
the bone by having come in contact with
Duffy's undersh cd teeth. In the eleventh
round Doyle's eyes were almost closed,
and at the earnest solicitations of few
of the spectators who could no longer
stand by and witness such brutal exhibit
ton, his seconds threw 10 handkerchief,
which was the signal of defeat.
The referee, Charles Haake, after having
announced that it was the gamest fight be-
tween human bulldogs he had ever wit
messed, awarded the contest and the keg
OF beer TO Duffy. The light was the most
brutal and disgusting affair that has been
witnessed outside of this city in years, and
the residents on the road near where the
battle took place on the Sabbath morning
will, indeed, be greatly astonished if the
authorities of San MateO County allow
such degrading affair to pass their notice
without causing the arrest of the princi-
pals and their seconds 1t is such disgust
ing exhibitions that are supported by
rufianly characters that bring 0dium and
disgrace upon boxing and boxing clubs.
Arrests should certainly follow.