The San Francisco call., 1898-08-25
Dud Evans No Match for
 Fred Muller.
HE WAS A GAME FIGHTER
KID McFADDEN WHIPPED BUD
 TERRY IN TEN ROUNDS.
Henry Slater Was Afraid of Young Peter Jackson and Feigned a Knockout to Escape
 Punishment.

Manager Groom of the National Ath-
 letic Club felt pardonably proud last
 evening when he surveyed the large crowd of sport lovers who witnessed the
 mills" in Woodward's Pavilion between local boxers.
 As per announcement the card was car
 ried out to the letter, and the spectators had the good fortune of leaving for their respective homes at an early hour The contests were interesting and sat isfactory, excepting the bout between Young Peter Jackson and the faker, Henry Slater, who took advantage of a sharp rally in the second round ana
 dropped to the floor with his arms encir-
 cled in such manner as to protect his sweet face from hard contact with the carpet. He fegned a knockout, but It was so crude an impersonation that his opponent, Young Peter Jackson, skipped in disgust from his corner with the speed of startled cottontail rabbit and made his escape to his dressing room unmo- tested. The referee should have certainly declared all bets off in the interest of square" sport
 Kid McFadden, natural born fight CT, and Bud Terry put up rattling good
 mill for feather-weights. In the first round Terry scored a good lead by straight left hand jabs which tickled the nasal appendage of the Kid, whose only effective blows were right-handers | round McFadden's right brought forth a red patch under Terrys left arm, but
 the rib-roaster got good return on the
 face for every blow he landed on the body.
 In the third round the Kid" changed his tactics, and punished his opponent
 severely with upper-cuts, causing more
 or less ''ciaret' to flow from Terry s
 nose and mouth The fourth round was evenly contested. The fifth was the not test of the bunch. Bud staggered the
 Kid" in the early moments of the round, but as the battle progressed both
 swung their rights with the intention of
 scoring a knockout. and Terry was first
 to land. The blow sent McFadden to his
 knees but he was up and fighting be-
 fore the round ended. The remainder Of
 the rounds. up to the tenth were closely
 contested, until McFadden in rally
 caught his opponent short-arm right
 hand punch under the chin which sent
 Terry reclining against the ropes, from
 which position he fell forward on his
 face He remained on the carpet until counted out.
 Dud Evans of Portland and Fred Muller
 were the last brace on deck. The heavy lunged master of ceremonies announced that the pugilists would box twenty rounds but the end came in the eighth Evans carries a lantern-jaw, which imme- diately caught the eye of his opponent,
 who made several vain. attempts to con-
 meet with the vulnerable point, but missed many excellent openings.
 In the eighth round Muller jabbed Evans
 hard with the left, and a short-arm right the trick for the local boxer, who planted the glove on the jaw point. and nd, as re- re-
 suit MT. Evans fell into peaceful slumoer 1 for fifteen twenty seconds.
 Muller carries as a memento or the en- gagement beautifully blackened eye, which gift of Evans prowess, he received tertainment gave ffrst-class satisfaction. considering the prices of admission.