The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1903-05-05
DOUGLAS IS
KNOCKEDOUT
BY MlLLET'
Foul, FOUL"


A Thousand men in the old Chinese
theater of Liliha street rose to their
feet in wild excitement. Americans
and Englishmen alike, all shouting for
fair play when it was too late to secure
it. 1t looked, for a moment, as if they
ty minutes after the fight between
Douglas and Millet was over, and the
sailor had been counted out before the
hall was finally cleared and by the
threat of Deputy Sheriff Chillingworth
to turn out the lights But there was
no demonstration other than the vocal
condemnation of the affair. That was
loud and long.
And yet it might have been as fine
an evenings sport as heart could wish.
1t opened with three round bout be-
tween two heavy weight sailors from
the Amphitrite. Johnston and Preston.
The bout was refereed, and fairly, by
Jimmy Fox. But, indeed, the referee
had little to do. Those Englishmen are
clean sports. and the prettiest boxers
who have ever appeared in the ring in
Honolulu. That was the universal YER
dict There has been nothing finer than
the show they gave seen in any ring,
anywhere. The sailors of the Amphi-
trite have lived up to the reputation of
the ship for honest sport. 1t is a pity
they could not have been given as fair
deal as they were willing to give.
Preston was more than a match for
Johnston, still it was even enough so
long as neither man went for a knock
out. The decision went to Preston at
the end of the third round, as it was
certain that it would from the first, but
his oppoa4ent was dead game and it was
all in good nature.
The second preliminary was a three
round bout, also between sailors from
the Amphitrite. Budd and Russell,
these two were, and both were feath-
erweights Russell seemed rather
the lighter man of the two, for Budd
had a pair of shoulders like six-foot-
er, but the thinner man was taller, and
longer in the reach. He was quicker
also, on his feet and could hit and get
away while the other was thinking
about it. But this was a pretty exhi-
bition, too. And 1t caught the crowd.
Square sport always will catch the
crowd. OF course it was foregone con-
clusion that Russell would win, after
the first round. but that was all in good
nature, too. And he did get the decis-
ion.
And then--and then came the event
of the evening, and the evening was
spoiled. 1t was a pity, a great pity.
Everything, heretofore, between the
British sailors and the sports on shore
has gone so we'll There has been
generous rivalry, friendly striving,
but nothing more than that, nothing
more than there should be between
people of kindred race. The men strip
ped well Tor the bout. Millet, indeed,
seemed a thought too heavy in flesh,
and Douglas looked to be in the better
condition II the two. But it was APP
Sarent IT, experts that the San Fran
cisco man had tie science of the game.
So much he worse for the game. Jess
Woods was the refereee, and announc-
ed that if Millet won he would chal-
lenge any 167 pound man in the islands.
That is as may be, now. The men
went at it, hammer and tongs, and 1t
soon became apparent that while Doug
10 was game, Il. was no match for the
other. Millet, in fact, could have beat
Ell him, and beaten him clean 1t is too
had that he did not do T., without the
faint of a foul The men had agreed
20 break clean, not hitting in the
clinches, and in the first round Millet
broke the rule. The men had coma to-
gether fiercely, and the referee ran L.
tween them, ducking his head, when just
as they parted Millet sent his fist
across and struck Douglas as they
broke. 1t might not have been a foul,
though it looked like it, and il set the
crowd to shouting foul, but anyway the
referee cid net see it. 1t was a blow
behind his back. Douglas, however,
started to protest it, and a motion OF
the referees hand led him to thiak his
protest would be heard. 1t led al Those
who We're at the ~ingsIde to thinS like
wise And it v as while Douglas was
trying to state his claim of foul that
Millet rushed ard struck him n terrific
blow. Then the cry of Coward" arose
from the crowd, and though Douglas
defended himself as we'll as he could,
that blow had dazed him and he went
down He took the count, almost, but
he got up again and then fell from a |
terrible smash on the point of the jaw,
and the referee counted MIN out
And the crowd stayed in the hall. |
shouting for a decision, shouting it's |
Of the whole proceeding, |
until the Deputy Sheriff threatened to |
turn out the lights-when it dispersed, |
muttering angrily. There was no an |
decision, other than the count |
It is to the credit of the discipline |
the sailors on the AmDhitrite |
that they attempted no riotous pro- |
ashore, though their disgust !
was deep.