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but exhibiting a rare constellation of to sink into utter despondency, but felt genius and practical Talent. Perhaps assured that therewould be found a suca greater number of first-rate fighters cessor to the throne. And that succespeeled during that than any era of hu sor appeared, in Jack BROUGHTON. man society, and had a lover of the BROUGHTon was the champion of Fancy had his pick and choice of time, England longer than any other manhe would probably have fixed upon that namely for eighteen years--and it is half century, which had given him a certain, that he ultimately was depriview of the whole pugilistic hemis- ved of that highest of all honours by phere, from the star of Fig to that a mere chance blow; for his conqueror, of the conqueror of Johnson. At least Slack, though a powerful pugilist, was we ourselves would say, in the lan- in all respects greatly his inferior. guage of the Laureate, (not Gregson, Broughton was the first man who raisbut Southey)
sed boxing to the rank of the severer "Our choice had been that England, and that then." sciences; and the rules of the ring,
In a free and flourishing country, which he laid down to guide the exnothing can be more unphilosophical hibitions in his amphitheatre, have than to lament over the death of a been the ground-work of all the laws man of genius, as if the loss sustained enacted by future legislators *. He were irretrievable ; for a great man was at once a Lycurgus, a Cæsar, and neverdies-and politician, poet, and pu- an Alfred. He was also the INVENTOR gilist, is alike the father of a glorious OF THE GLOVES ;-without which adrace, who transmit to the latest posteri- mirable contrivance, it is difficult to ty the immortal spirit of their ancestor. see how pugilism could have been culo Thus, on the death of Fig, the people tivated at all as one of the liberal arts. of England did not allow themselves There is a simplicity in the idea of
article quoted in Bell's Weekly Despatch," with a note from the Editor, stating that the Author of Boxiana is Mr Egan, a gentleman who furnishes the sporting intelligence exclusively for that Paper. The first volume was published anonymously-but the second, which we had not seen when we wrote our article, has Mr Egan's name on the title-page. This second volume is even more interesting than the first ; and we hope that Mr Egan's and our united exertions, will serve to promote the interests of science. We trust that ere a couple of years elapse, a sufficient number of battles will have been fought to enable our author to publish a third volume. By the way, we beg leave to send him our compliments, as we have occasionally dined in his company, at the One Tun (Lumley's,) and were once allowed to admire his fine cast of Mr Jackson's arm.
* Rules produced by Mr BROUGHTON, for the better regulation of the amphitheatre, approved of by the gentlemen, and agreed to by the pugilists, August 10th 1743.
1. That a square of a yard be chalked in the middle of the stage, and every fresh set to after a fall, or being parted from the rails, each second is to bring his man to the side of the square, and place him opposite to the other; and till they are fairly set to at the lines, it shall not be lawful for the one to strike the other.
2. That in order to prevent any disputes the time a man lies after a fall, if his second does not bring his man to the side of the square within the space of half a minute, he shall be deemed a beaten man.
3. That in every main battle, no person whatever shall be upon the stage, except the principles and their seconds ; the same rule to be observed in byebattles, except that in the latter, Mr Broughton is allowed to be upon the stage to keep decorum, and to assist gentlemen in getting to their places, provided always he does not interfere in the battle ; and whoever pretends to infringe these rules, to be turned immediately out of the house. Every-body is to quit the stage as soon as the champions are stripped, before they set to.
4. That no champion be deemed beaten, unless he fails coming up to the line in the limited time, or that his own second declares him beaten. No second is to be allowed to ask his man's adversary any questions, or advise him to give out.
5. That in byebattles, the winning man to have two thirds of the money given, whichi shall be publicly decided upon the stage, notwithstanding any private agreement to the contrary.
6. That to prevent disputes, in every main battle the principals shall, on their coming on the stage, choose from among the gentlemen present, two umpires, who shall absolutely de. cide all disputes that may arise about the battle ; and if the two umpires cannot agree, the said umpires to choose a third who is to determine it.
7. That no person is to hit his adversary when he is down, or seize him by the hams, the breeches, or any part below the waist; a man on his knees to be reckoned down.
mufflers, characteristic of an original boxers, he did not depend on any particular genius of the first order.
blow, although he was distinguished for Captain Godfrey, whom Mr Egan giving some remarkable hits, which were very judiciously follows as the highest scarcely, ever forgotten, when necessary in authority, during this period of pugi- he often decided the battle—and his lunges listic history, thus speaks of Brough- under the ear generally produced terrible
consequences to his opponent, &c.” “ What is it that he wants ? Has he not It is quite impossible to mention all all that others want, and all the best can the battles which BROUGHTON won have? Strength equal to what is human, during his long championship. Pipes, skill and judgment equal to what can be who had maintained that station for acquired, undebauched wind; and a bottom several
years, was a mere child in his spirit, never to pronounce the word enough. He fights the stick as well as most men, and hands--as was that fine boxer, Grete understands a good deal of the small sword.
He beat them again and again. This practice has given him the distinction George Taylor, a prime man, fell of time and manner beyond the rest. He without great difficulty, under his irstops as regular as the swordsman, and resistible arm. GEORGE STEVENSON, catches his blows truly in the line ; he steps the coachman, fought him forty minot back, disturbing of himself to stop a
nutes, but the champion was known blow, and piddle in the return, with an arm hindered by his body, producing but a kind of to be in bad condition. Mr Egan iny-flap blow, such as party-cooks use to
forms us, fright those insects from their tarts and “ That the battle was fought in one of the cheese-cakes. No. BROUGHTON steps fair-booths, at Tottenham-court road. Af. boldly and firmly in, bids welcome to the ter a most desperate conflict of thirty-five ensuing blow, receives it with his guardian minutes, being both against the rails, and arm, then with a general summons of his the coachman endeavouring to get the whipswelling muscles, and his firm body, se hand of BROUGHTON, the latter, by his conding his arm, and supplying it with all superior genius, got such a lock upon Steits weight, pours the pile driving force upon venson, as no mathematician could have dehis man.". The captain afterwards adds in a vised a better. There he held him by this true experto crede roberto style, my
artificial lock, depriving him of all power of head, my arm, and leg are strong witnesses rising or falling, till, resting his head for of his convincing arm, as I said before, I three or four minutes on his back, he found have tried with them all, and must confess, himself recov ng, then loosed his hold. that my flesh my bones remember him the By this manæuvre, Broughton became
as a new man ; and, on setting-too again, On the death of Fig, this great man he gave the coachman a most tremendous had an AMPHITHEATRE built for him blow, that he could no longer stand, and his by a subscription of the nobility and brave contending heart, though with reluc. gentry, and George Taylor, who tance, was forced to yield. Stevenson had a had succeeded to Fig's Booth, was
most daring spirit, but his strength could
not keep pace with it. BROUGHTON ex. soon forced to relinquish it, and with pressed a very high opinion of STEVENSON, his company of pugilists to join the as a pugilist.” “ Jack James,” says Mr CHAMPION. This theatre, in its inte. Egan, a dashing boxer, and a thorough rior appearance, was somewhat similar bred man, was compelled to acknowledge to Astley's riding-school, with boxes, that he had found out his master in Brough. pit, and gallery. The doors opened ton. James's wrist, which in other con. at nine in the morning, the champions handsome, lost all its attraction when in
tests had been considered so remarkably mounted the stage at eleven, and the
contact with the beautiful athletic arm of admittance money was one shilling, Broughton.” boxes, pit, and gallery being alike. After the characteristic sketch of dia, who said, “ call no man happy till
Was it Solon, or Cræsus, king of Ly. Broughton, by Captain Godfrey, one
he dies?” The sentiment is, at all eneeds nothing to understand his pecu- vents, a fine and affecting one, and well liar merits—yet the following touches might it have been uttered by Jack by Mr Egan, shew the hand of a
Broughton. He was now the greatest painter.
man in England-universally beloved, “ Broughton, like all great masters, ge- feared, respected, and admired-and nerally exhibited something new in every Capt. Godfrey had said, “I never shall performance, and those pugilists who had think he is to be beat, till I see him beat.” witnessed his contests, and afterwards entered the lists with him, expecting to find that But on Tuesday, April 10th, 1750, he would fight upon the old suit, were most Broughton was reduced, in the short terribly deceived, as contrary to most other space of 14 minutes, from the situaVOL. V.
tion of the greatest potentate on earth, champions! Weep for the veteran's down. to that of a private subject, henceforth fall! and profit by his loss. BE NOT TOO to live neglected or unknown! There CONFIDENT! and remember that it Fas has been nothing so striking in the occasioned by one fatal error, neglect of
training." history of man since, unless it perhaps be the downfall of Napoleon.
We cannot quite agree with Mr The Champion, it seems, having lost this battle from want of training
Egan, in thinking that BROUGHTON been insulted at Hounslow races by a alone. He lost it from a chance-blow butcher named Slack, threatened to between the peepers, which blinded horse-whip him, on which the latter him, and which must have been so challenged Broughton. Broughton tremendous, that no training could viewed Slack's pretensions with such have counteracted its effects. Supcontempt, that he did not go into training, and on the evening previous could training have brought him
posing Broughton thus blinded, how to the battle, apprehensive that Slack through the battle? It is with the utwould not fight, he made him a pre- most diffidence that we dissent from sent of ten guineas not to break his such high pugilistic authority as that engagement. * This fatal confidence,” says Mr Egan, in Arcadia,”' i. e. we too have sparred
we too have been
of Mr Egan; but " " proved his downfall—the error was dis with The JACKSON; and we trust covered too late and he was left to regret that the Great HISTORIAN OF Punot following the good old maxim, that skilful general should be armed at all points.” GIËISM will pardon us for venturing "The time of fighting at length com- to call in question the soundness of menced, when Broughton's superiority over any of his opinions. But we cannot Slack was so evident for the first two mi- close this article without expressing, nutes, that the odds were ten to one in his before the whole people of Britain, favour. Slack, recovering himself a little from the violent effects of his antagonist's
our disgust and contempt for his blows, made a sudden and unexpected Royal Highness the Duke of Cumber
land. jump, and put in a desperate hit between
What a brutal and cowardly BROUGHTON's eyes, which immediately insult was it to a brave man like the closed them up.
BROUGHTON now ap- CHAMPION, to tell him, in his extrepeared like one stupid ; and it was two or mity, “ that he could not fight!” The three minutes before this circumstance was Duke saw that his money was gone, discovered by the spectators, whose atten- and therefore he shewed himself to tions were attracted by the strange and un
be“ usual manner in which BROUGHTON ap
a very beast that wanted dis. peared to feel for, instead of boldly facing of posterity is impartial, and it has
course of reason." But the judgment and attacking his man. tron, the Duke of Cumberland, earnestly awarded a very different lot to the exclaimed, 'What are you about, BROUGH- memory of Broughton and Com TON? You can't fight ! you're beat !' To
To the one it has given which question Broughton instantly replied: imperishable laurels and a deathless • I can't see my man, your Highness ; ! renown; to the other the name of am blind, but not beat ; only let me be placed the mean, COWARDLY, AND BLOODY before my antagonist, and he shall not gain BUTCHER! « His Royal Highness," the day yet. BROUGHTON's situation was truly distressing; the audience were disa says Mr Egan, “ instantly turned his gusted; and Slack, following up this singu- back upon Broughton, and by the lar advantage, obtained a victory in four. interference of the legislature, his amteen minutes. The faces in the amphi. phitheatre was shut up!” This, in: theatre, on this occasion, are better imagined deed, was conduct worthy of a Briton! than described ; but suffice it to say, that In the language of Campbell, they were of all manner of colours and
“ Proud Cumberland prances, insulting the lengths ; TEN TO ONE had been laid pret
slain !” ty thick, and the favourite had lost. The above Royal DUKE lost several thousands, And Broughton, disconcerted, dejectand the knowing ones were completely done ed, and unhappy, retired into private up. The door-money produced near £150, life, and was no more seen on the besides a great number of tickets at a gui. stage of glory. In narrating the disnea and a half each; and as the conqueror astrous issue of this conflict, Mr Egan was to have the produce of the house, it is rises into true sublimity of thought supposed that Slack got near £600. Thus, and diction ; and feeling how imposthe Fatuer or BOXING, BROUGHTON, sible it is to do justice to the melandeprived of all his laurels ! Hear it, ye choly grandeur of the subject in the
language of prose, he has recourse to This is the state of man; to-day he puts forth the inspired page of poetry, and repre- The tender leaves of hopeto-morrow blossents Broughton as taking a final fare soms, well of the world and his ungrateful And bears his blushing honours thick upon
him! master in the words of Wolsey.
The third day cortics a frost, a killing frost,
And when he thinks, good easy man, full “So farewell to the little good you bear me ! surely Farewell—a long farewell to all my great- His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root, ness!
And then HE FALLS AS I DO!
The true and authentic Account of the Twelfth of August, 1819. We have just returned from the Moors, that we should all meet on the and as many erroneous reports of our evening of the 11th at Braemar, proceedings must doubtlessly have been whither our tent and assistants should put into circulation, we do not see be sent a day or two previous, that all how we can do better than fill our might be in good order on our arrival. last sheet with an account of our A letter was also written to Dr Peter shooting excursion. Sir John Sinclair Morris of Aberystwith, and Mr Jarremarks, that he has a more numerous vie, Saltmarket, Glasgow, ordering family than generally falls to the lot their attendance. of literary men. Now, though we For the next fortnight, all was precan boast of no such achievements, paration. If a Contributor shewed his being to a man bachelors, yet we face in No 17, Prince's Street, it was really believe that for literati we are but for a moment, and “ with a short most extraordinary shots-and we uneasy motion,” that proved “ he had hereby challenge all Scotland for a no business there." "Our visits were dinner at Young's, and a hundred indeed like those of angels, “ few and pounds to the erection of the Nation- far between.” Before the end of the al Monument.
month, Mr Wastle entered the shop, Immediately after the publication like an apparition, in a pair of old of our last Number, an unusual stir buckskin breeches furbished up for and bustle was observable among the the nonce leather gaiters, in which members of our conclave. At our his spindle-shanks looked peculiarly monthly dinner at Ambrose's, the con- gentlemanly—and a jean jacket, with versation could not be confined within pockets“ number without number," its wonted channel and a continual and of all sizes--the main inside one, like fire was kept up, blazing away right the mouth of a sack, and cunningly inand left, much to the astonishment of tended to stow away roe or the young our worthy publisher, who generally of the red deer. Tickler was excelgraces by his presence these our lunar lent. A man of six feet and a half orgies. Not a word was uttered about looks well in a round blue jacket“Articles.” Don Juan was (for the time) and if to that you add a white waistsilently sent to the devil-cold water coat with a red spot-a large shirtwas thrown in a moment on all the lake ruffle-corduroy breeches very short poets—and a motion was put from the at the knees-grey worsted stockings chair, and carried by acclamation, that of the sort in Scotland called “ rig the first man who smelt of the shop and fur," and laced quarter boots, should undergo a tumbler of salt and you unquestionably have before you small beer. Ambrose was astonished!!! the figure of a finished Contributor.
About midnight it was decided, The Ettrick Shepherd condescended that a letter should be written by the to shew himself in the shop only once editor to Lord Fife, requesting a between the 20th of last month and week's shooting for himself and the the 6th of August, on which occasion, eight principal supporters of Black- he was arrayed in white raiment from wood's Magazine, with permission to top to toe-his hat being made of parpitch a Tent on the Twelfth on his tridge feathers, and his shoes of untanLordship’s moors, at the head of the ned leather. He was accompanied by a Dee. As from his Lordship's well- couple of very alarming animals, not known liberality, no doubt could be unapparently of the canine race one felt on that score, it was resolved, of which commenced an immediate
attack on an old harmless Advertiser, an old turnspit belonging to the house, while the other began rather unad- which was with difficulty rescued from visedly to worry the Scotsman—the his jaws. During this temporary disconsequence of which, as was foreseen, turbance the sound of wheels was has been hydrophobia, and the brute heard, and the Shepherd, running to is now chained up. Mr Odoherty the gabel-end of the house, exclaimed, alone went on in his usual way—and “A Morris! A Morris !" and there, in could not help smiling at the Editor, good truth, was the worthy Doctor in who camestrutting into the frontshop as his shandrydan, with his man John, boldly as his rheumatism would permit, both looking extremely well, and forwith a dog-whip looking out of his midably appointed. The clock in the pocket, and a call hung round his kitchen struck six. “ Wastle will neck like a boatswain's whistle. As be here in ten minutes,” quoth the after a few minutes confabulation with Doctor, “ if he be a man of his word, Ebony, he hobbled off with Daniel's as I trow he is." While he spake the Rural Sports beneath his arm,-it is sound of a bugle-horn was heard, and understood, that Odoherty applied for in a few minutes up drove Wastle, in his situation, alleging that the man high style, in his dog-cart, tandemwould be for ever spoiled as an editor wise, and making a sweep round the by the mountain-dew of Braemar-and court, he pulled up at the hall-door to that it was indeed the Edinburgh Re- an inch. We want nothing but Tickler view to Constable's Magazine, or Lord and Odoherty, cried the Shepherd; and, Bacon to Macvey Napier, that he would extraordinary as it may seem, it is nenot come to time.” But it would vertheless true, that the words were be quite endless to describe the ap- scarcely out of his mouth, when Tickpearance of each man in the regiment, ler rose up before us, on a poney unbefore we entered on actual service- der twelve hands, so that he absolutely so suffice it to say, that it is now the seemed as if he had been mounted on evening of the 11th of August, and a velocipede. Behind him came the that our arrival is anxiously expected Standard-bearer, on a white horse, once at the Inn of Braemar.
the property of Marshal Soult, but Notwithstanding our rheumatism, which fell into the Adjutant's hands on we arrived first at the place of rendez- the evening of Albuera's bloody day, vous, having gone direct to Aberdeen He came into the court-yard, side foreon the top of the mail, and thence, on most, under the insidious left heel of his the dicky of a friend's chariot, to Pan- heroic master; and when Odoherty disnanich Wells, from which we con- mounted, it is impossible to tell what trived to pad the hoof to Braemar, at- life and spirit was struck into the scene tended by our old bitch, than which a and company around from the clanging better never was shot over, but which of his fixed spurs. No symptoms yet we now took with us chiefly for com- of Kempferhausen, Mullion, and Bailie panionship-sake. Wedid not encumber Jarvie, who were to travel together in ourselves with a gun, trusting to Mr a jaunting car of the Bailie's, which Kempferhausen being soon knocked up, had been left on his hands by an Irish and being besides, under the necessity, gentleman from Belfast, a dealer in on the twelfth, of looking over our linens, in part payment of a bad debt. “Contributors' Box,” which Mr Wastle The Shepherd laughed at the idea of was good enough to promise to bring expecting them for several days-as in his dog-cart. We had just dined “give Kempferhausen his pipe," said and finished half-a-mutchkin of whis- he, “ and the ither twa their plotty, ky-toddy, when, looking out of the and deevil an inch will they budge frae window, we beheld beneath us the the first change-house they speer in at Ettrick Shepherd, mounted on a tall in the Highlands.” brown horse with four white feet, and However, here were we assembled & countenance equally so, who, on in great force-Editor, Wastle, Morour throwing up the window, turned ris, Tickler, Ettrick Shepherd, and up his large wall-eyes, with a placid Odoherty. As we perceived that only expression, that shewed at once he was the first of these gentleman had dined, a steed quite above starting at trifles. we kept our thumb on that circumThe Poet's dog, something between a stance, and joined the dinner-party as Newfoundland and a colley, was not if nothing had happened, being indeed, equally pacific—but went to work on in spite of a weakish constitution and