Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1900-07-04
AT A PRIZE FIGHT
The Crowd 1ispluds's All Glasses Of
New Workers.
FOR THEY DEARLY LOVE A SPORT
Great Time When Mr.. Rubin
Knocked Out Mr.. sharkey.
SCENES AT THE RINGSIDE
FOR THEY DEARLY LOVE A SPORT
SCENES AT THE RINGs1DE

SCENES AT THE RINGsIDE
Special Correspondence of The Evening Star.
NEW YORK. July 8, 1900.
A dump" in sporting parlance, means
the overturning of favorite. The
dump that occurred at the Sea Side
Sporting Club, Coney Island, on Tues
heartrending of Its sort that has happened
in this neighborhood for years. Large
numbers Of dead game sports were al
most reduced to whimpering when the
awful possibility Of dump dawned upon
them-when the prospect of their being
rudely separated from their bank rolls"
gradually became a certainty. When the
huge person named Rubin began from the
very minute the gong sounded to render
the countenance Of Ex-man-o' war s-man
Sharkey into clinic illustration Of ele-
phantiasis in It's final stages, the dead
games" smiled knowingly, winked at each
other with great wisdom in their winks. lit
fresh cigars, leaned back complacently.
and waited for the bullnecked ex-tar to
come on
But when he didn't come on"-when he
began to wabble in his tracks like a Blood
Old Tom gin at two bits the quart-when,
after while, his adamantine skull began
to bump against the canvas floor with the
emphasis of sack Of bran landing after
stable-.then the ornately clad dead
games" in the boxes began to mop their
foreheads frantically with lurid silk hand
kerchiefs, and to gaze at each other with
unseeing eyes.
When, finally, the heavy weather man
who, by the way, isn't such a salted-down
deep-Water sailor. after all. seeing that
he only put in one three-year cruise as an
ha
Phlladelphia-Was so muddled that he prob
ably didn't know whether he was in prize
hght or trying to shoe government mule
and when the knotty-muscled, third-rate
pug1list in front of him advanced upon the
Dundalk chap and projected him into the
land OF slumber by means of two terrific
raps, the cruel sound of which blanched
the cheeks of a few men present, who were
not used to the game-the bediamonded
dead games" simply leaned back in their
seats and gasped; that is, the majority of
must also be winners The sports" who
had made the right pick, and who had got
10 Tor their money, danced around, YELL
ing and hugging each other, or else they
solemnly stamped on their hats, or broke
their canes Into three or four pieces, or did
sundry and divers other extravagant things
whereby to manifest their joy.
The Crowd Mt the Fight.
About 1000 men saw this fight and rooted
according to their selection of a winner or
their way Of betting The assembling of
this crowd and their conduct before, during
and after the fight probably diverted the
few present who had never seen anything
of the sort before a good deal more than
the battle itself, which was smuggling
match pure and simple, with little or no
science exhibited by either man-very like
a ugh-and-tunible affair between a pair
Of 'longshoremen.
Perhaps three-fourtTs Of the 1000 and
odd men who Journeyed down to Coney
Island to see the pair of louis punch each
other were men Of good standing in this
neighborhcod - business and professional
men, statesmen, clerks. city employees, poll
ticians-men who earn their salt by the ex-
ercise of their brains and not by the work
Of their hands. The remaining fourth were
the dead games''-the racing gang, the
gambling house crews, the saloon keeping
pugs and their trains of sycophants, and
the brigade of silent, well-dressed drones
who have mastered the science of living
well on nothing year.
Tickles New York's Fancy.
In most Of the large cities Of this country
in which prize fights are pulled off'-to
employ the regular phrase-the prepon-
derating element in attendance consists of
"chinless low foreheads"-the rag-tag and
bob-tail-the non-producing toughs-but 1t
is different over here. You'll hear little else
among the supposedly sensible, Industrious.
"el-CoHultlOueu uleIl tHdl you meet IN the
lunch rooms or at the boarding house tables
or on the cars, but who's going to win?''
for weeks in advance of one of these biting
contests, and the solid element turns out In
force to watch the punchfest and to bet on
| the outcome. Even the New York women
display extraordinary interest in the big
scraps, and If they ever array themselves
on the side of equal rights for the sexes ii
will be because the triumph of such a doc
| trine would permit them to attend the fights
| in person instead of reading the newspaper
| accounts of them or listening to their broth
| ers' or their husbands descriptions of the
| biting bees.
| The crowd began to show up around the
| amphitheater of the Sea Side Sporting Club
| as early as 8 o'clock on Tuesday evening
| A great many of the men made a day OF
| 1t and attended the races at Sheepshead
| Bay in the afternoon. The cafes and res
| taurants around the amphitheater were ir
| clover for three hours before the fighting
| began. 1t was odd to observe the awe with
| which the decent, everyday citizens, sit.
| ting around waiting for the doors of the
amphitheater to open, regarded the
sports who staggered around, "openin
| wine,' and flicking the ashes off expensive
| cigars with over-bejeweled fingers.
Popular Idols.
There's George Considine!'' one of tn.
men who worked for a living with hi.
head, and who had wife and children a,
home, would say, nudging his companion
| man of the same sort, and the two woult
gaze with obvious envy at the overdresset
sport" Isn't that Honest John Kelley p
one business man would whisper to an
other, and then the two would look rever
emily upon the fat jowls of man who's
chief claim to notoriety is that he is tn
proprietor of a swell gambling establish
ment, and the hacker Of many other in
situations of the same sort. There goe
| Jimmy Wakely!" a well-known practicin,
physician said to the friend with him. in
tone of pride over the fact that he kney
the proprietor of big saloon well enougl
| to refer to him as Jimmy"
| There is no use in talking, this is tn
happy hunting grounds of the sport" I
makes no difference whether the sport
O. that name, nohow.T' or speaking Of on
of his friends, says The seen his duty. an
he done it noble;' II he succeeds In gettin
his name into the sporting columns of tn
New York papers often enough. and even
tually wins the distinction of being a rea
sure enough "spUrt." s1e becomes a fgur
to idolize in the eyes Of New Workers. VIII
are fifty times better men from every pos
! sible point of view.
: OF all the micr6besIthat find a lodgmen
l l.