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THE FIGHT IN THE COACH-HOUSE. The curt announcement was followed by a moment of silent surprise, and then by a general shout of laughter. There might be argument as to who was champion at each weig…
THE COFFEE-ROOM OF FLADONG’S. So Boy Jim went down to the George, at Crawley, under the charge of Jim Belcher and Champion Harrison, to train for his great fight with Crab Wilson, of Gloucester, whi…
LORD NELSON. My father’s appointment with Lord Nelson was an early one, and he was the more anxious to be punctual as he knew how much the Admiral’s movements must be affected by the news which we h…
ON THE ROAD. And now the day of the great fight began to approach. Even the imminent outbreak of war and the renewed threats of Napoleon were secondary things in the eyes of the sportsmen—and the s…
FOUL PLAY. My uncle’s impatience would not suffer him to wait for the slow rotation which would bring us to the door, but he flung the reins and a crown-piece to one of the rough fellows who thronge…
CRAWLEY DOWNS. All through that weary night my uncle and I, with Belcher, Berkeley Craven, and a dozen of the Corinthians, searched the country side for some trace of our missing man, but save for t…
THE RING-SIDE. Out of the whole of that vast multitude I was one of the very few who had observed whence it was that this black hat, skimming so opportunely over the ropes, had come. I have already…
THE SMITH’S LAST BATTLE. “ Clear the outer ring!” cried Jackson, standing up beside the ropes with a big silver watch in his hand. “Ss-whack! ss-whack! ss-whack!” went the horse-whips—for a number o…
CLIFFE ROYAL. My uncle was humanely anxious to get Harrison to bed as soon as possible, for the smith, although he laughed at his own injuries, had none the less been severely punished. “Don’t you d…
LORD AVON. My uncle was an impassive man by nature and had become more so by the tradition of the society in which he lived. He could have turned a card upon which his fortune depended without the …
