Pugilistica: The History of British Boxing, Volume 3 (of 3): Containing Lives of the Most Celebrated Pugilists; Full Reports of Their Battles from Contemporary Newspapers, With Authentic Portraits, Personal Anecdotes, and Sketches of the Principal Patrons of the Prize Ring, Forming a Complete History of the Ring from Fig and Broughton, 1719-40, to the Last Championship Battle Between King and Heenan, in December 1863Miles, Henry Downes
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Pugilistica: The History of British Boxing, Volume 3 (of 3): Containing Lives of the Most Celebrated Pugilists; Full Reports of Their Battles from Contemporary Newspapers, With Authentic Portraits, Personal Anecdotes, and Sketches of the Principal Patrons of the Prize Ring, Forming a Complete History of the Ring from Fig and Broughton, 1719-40, to the Last Championship Battle Between King and Heenan, in December 1863
Miles, Henry Downes
Boxing
The Deaf’un now came out with a challenge to any 12-stone man and
upwards (bar Jem Ward), dating from Reuben Martin’s, in Berwick
Street. This was promptly answered on the part of Birmingham (Welsh)
Davis, who declared his £100 ready, if necessary. The match was,
however, made for £50 a side on December 16th, 1830, “to fight within
four months.” In _Bell’s Life_ of December 26th, 1830, we read, _à
propos_ of a discussion of the merits of heavy weight exhibitors at
the benefits at the Fives Court, and the sparring of Ned Neale, Young
Dutch Sam, Tom Gaynor, &c., “The Deaf’un was transformed into a swell,
but had not lost his civility, as do too many of his calling. He was
never known to utter an oath or an offensive word to any one, and has
established the character of a good-natured, well-meaning fellow.” Of
how few men in most positions in life could this be written truly!
February 22nd, 1831, was the day, and Baldwin having won the toss for
Davis, named Knowle Hill, near Maidenhead, the spot where he
(White-headed Bob) beat George Cooper. Baldwin had forgotten that Sir
Gilbert East had “departed this life,” and that his place was filled
by an anti-millarian justice. Davis, with Arthur Matthewson and
Perkins, the Oxford Pet, reached Maidenhead on Monday, and there also
arrived Jem Burn, Reuben Marten, Burke, _cum multis aliis_. At an
early hour Tom Oliver and Fogo were on the move to Knowle Hill with
their _matériel_, when they spied three mounted men in the distance.
“My mind misgives me sore. By the pricking of my thumbs, something
wicked this way comes!” quoth Fogo. The horsemen approached. “S’help
me,” said Tom Oliver, “they’re beaks to a sartinty; I don’t like the
Jerusalem cut of the first one.” And Tom was right. Up rode Sir
Maurice Ximenes. “My good men,” said Sir Maurice, “if you don’t want
to get into trouble you’ll clear out of both Berkshire and Wilts.
Myself and these two gentlemen have determined to suffer no breach of
the peace in our jurisdiction. Go back at once to your party and tell
them so.” Tom
Scratched his left ear, the infallible resource
To which most puzzled people have recourse.
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