2.――Both very quick to time. Caunt walked after Nat, sawing the air with both fins, and as he got close he sent out his left, but Nat, quick as lightning, shot out his left on the kisser, drawing _first blood_ from Ben’s upper lip and got down. 3.――After a little dodging Nat feinted, and then let fly his left straight on the jaw. Slight exchanges followed on the side of the wig block, and Nat was again down out of harm’s way. 4.――No time cut to waste, Caunt went to his man and poked out his left, just catching Nat on the chin, and Nat dropped. 5.――Nat fiddled Ben to within distance, and then popped his larboard daddle on Ben’s jaw, a cracker; this led to heavy exchanges, Caunt getting on to Nat’s forehead above the left peeper, and receiving on the cheek; Nat fell. 6.――After one or two passes the men got close, and very slight exchanges took place, when Nat got down by a roll over. 7.――Caunt stalked up to Nat, swung his mauleys slowly round, and then dropped the left on Nat’s left cheek, Nat nailing him prettily at the same time on the left eye; Nat down clumsily, Caunt carefully stepping over him. 8.――Caunt again approached Nat, and lunged out his left, Nat countering him quickly on the right peeper. Ben got home on the left cheek, and Nat fell. 9.――Nat dodged about for an opening, and then got sharply home on the left cheek. Caunt returned very slightly on the side of the nut, and Nat was down. 10.――Both sparred a little for wind, but soon went to close quarters, when, after a very slight exchange on the forehead, Nat sought Mother Earth. The 11th round was precisely similar, Caunt missing with both hands. 12.――Nat, after a few passes, got within distance and shot out his left as straight as a dart on Ben’s conk, inflicting an ugly cut on the bridge, and drawing more claret. The blow had double force from the fact that Ben was coming in at the time. He, nevertheless, bored in, and had Nat down at the ropes. 13.――Nat again timed his man judgmatically with his left on the proboscis, and slipped down from the force of the blow. He recovered himself, however, and after a little sparring got sharply on Ben’s potato-trap. Ben retaliated, but not effectively, on Nat’s cheek, and Nat fell. 14.――Nat feinted, and dropped smartly on the snorer. He tried again, but missed, and in getting away slipped down. 15.――Langham missed his left, and slight exchanges followed at the ropes, where Nat got down, Caunt again, in the most manly way, refraining from falling on him, as he might have done as he was going down.