Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1897-03-18

They then approached each other and
shook hands.
Naked as they were, they felt the
cold. Phele,n-ghe-Madone shook.
HIS teeth chartered.
Doctor Eleanor Sharpe, nephew Of
the Archbishop of York, cried out to
them,-
Set to boys; it will warm you
Those friendly words thawed them.
They set to.
But neither one nor the other was
angry. There were three Intellectual
rounds. The Rev. Doctor Gumdraith,
one of the forty Fellows of All Souls
College, cried,-
esprit them with gin"
But the two u1npires and the two
seconds adhered to the rule. Yet it
was exceedingly cold.
First blood was claimed.
They were again set face to face.
They looked at each other, APP
preached, stretched their arms,
touched each others fists and then
drew back.
All at once, Helnsgail, the little
man, sprang forward. The real fight
had begun.
Phelem-ghe-M adone was struck i'll
the face, between the ~ HIS
whole face streamed with blood. The
crowd cried,-
"Helrnsgail has tapped his claret.'
There was applause. Phelem-ghe-
Madrone, turning his arms like the
sails of a windmill, struck out at ran
dom.
The Honorable Peregrine BERTHE said
blinded, . but he was not blind yet.
Then Helmagail heard on all sides
these encouraging words 'Bung up
his peepers!"
On the whole the two champions
were really well-1natched; and, not
w~ithstanding the unfavorable weather
it was Seer that the fight would be a
success.
The big giant, Pheiem-ghe-hadone
moved heavily. His arms were mas
sive as clubs; but his chest was a
mass. His little opponent ran, struck,
sprung, CRASHED his teeth
On the one side was the primitive
blow of the savage; on the other the
civilized blow of the fist. 1t was art
against nature 1t was clear that the
bal barian would be beaten, but not
very quickly.
A little mau against a big one and
the chances are in favor Of the little
one. Goliaths are always vanquished
by Davids-
Bravo, Helmsgail! Good! Well
done, Highlander! Now Phele,n!"
Rapidly bending down and back
again, with the undulation of a serpent
Helmsgail struck Phelem Malone
in the sternum. The Colossus stag
gered.
Foul blow =" cried Viscount Bar.
nard. Phelem sank down on the knee
of his second, saying, Il am begin
ming to get warm"
Lord Deseltum consulted the UNI
t pires and said, Five minutes before
time is called"
Phelern was becoming weaker. Xii
: ter wiped the blood from his face and
the sweat from his body. and placed
the neck of a bottle to his mouth
They had III to the eleventh round
Phelem had his forehead scared, his
breast disdgured with blows, his belly
swollen and the fore part of the heaC
| sacrificed. Helnsgail was untouched
Akind of tu1nult arose amongst the
gentlemen; Foul blo~' BETS void
l claim my stakes!" Stop the fight.
were the EXPLANATIONS on all sides
Phelen arose staggering like a drunk.
en- man, and said
Let us go on fgting on one condi
tion-lhat l also shall have the righ'
to give one foul blow"
I They cried "Agreed!" from all part.
of the ring. Five minutes elapsed an,
they set to again, The little mar founo
, means of putting the big one in chan
Gerry under his left arm, his neck ben
and twisted, whilst Helmsgals righ
fist fell like a hammer on a nail smash