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THE SABLE SCHOOL OF PUGILISM. Ir is far from being our intention to to our thought of ideal perfection than attempt a philosophical history of pu- even that most meritorious member of gilism. Indeed, the time is not come the Pugilistic Club. That first of for such a work. The spirit of the requisites, that sine qua non, that one age, though beyond all question a thing needfullest, of a historian, perfect creative one, is not, in our opinion, impartiality, is not likely to exist withlikely to produce a genius equal to in the bosom of any one man born withsuch a mighty task. In good truth, in the next half score centuries. Preit may be doubted, if, throughout the judices, predilections, against this, and whole history of man, one and the in favour of that peculiar mode of same age ever gave birth to great art fighting, will be transmitted from faists and great historians of art. It is ther to son, from son to grandson, therefore much more probable, that from grandson to great-grandson, from in future times—how remote we shall great-grandson to great-great-grandnot say—there will be written the son, and so on-absolutely corrupting " History of the decline and fall of the conscience of all judges of pugilBritish Pugilism,” than that any great ism, till the stream of oral tradition be work should appear, illustrative of its quite dried up on the lips of some exgrowth and perfection, by any one of tremely remote descendant of us now the contemporaries of Mr Jackson or alive ; and then, and not till then, can Tom Crib. Ages, in general, inter- human nature be, in common fairness, vene between the performances of held responsible forthe production of an the powerful and their imperishable unexceptionable historian of pugilism. records. It is glory enough for one Let us not be mistaken. Mr Egan is age to have given birth to such men as impartial on Pugilism as any man as the Big Bens, the old and young can be, born during the eighteenth Ruffians, the Game Chickens, the century; but he has too warm a heart Dutch Sams, the Caleb Baldwins, not to have his own little peculiar and the Nonpareils. Let us not biasses. It is obvious too, that we cangrudge to some future age the re- not expect from one man that which nown of a record worthy of their we shall afterwards see would be ladeeds. It is more than probable, that bour for fifty. Boxiana, then, is not a the hand destined to commit to paper history of Pugilism; it was not intenda philosophical history of the ring, ed to be so. It is a work in two voshall never wear a muffer. Such are lumes, pregnant with fancy, and overthe strange fluctuations of human af. flowing with the most manly sensibifairs, and such the often accounted for, lities—everywhere animated with a but still unaccountable variations in true British spirit. But we repeat, it the course of human genius.

is not-cannot be-was not intended In indulging ourselves and our read- for-a history of Pugilism. It is a noers with these reflections, we mean

ble sketch of the rise and progress of them to be general, not by any means the science, at least equal, if we may say personal reflections. We are far from it without offence, to any of the prewishing to deny, that several of our liminary dissertations by Playfair, living writers could compile a respect. Stewart, or Brande, in the Suppleable history of pugilism — nay, we ment. The philosophy is little, if at have, on many occasions, borne testi- all, inferior—the learning is extenmony to the merits, in particular, of sive, and certainly more accurate one distinguished author, who has de- and some parts of the subject, as, for voted talents of the first order to that example, the character of Crib, are, pursuit. We confidently appeal to all we think, more satisfactorily elucidatEurope, if we have not uniformly ed than any thing we remember in spoken with enthusiasm of Mr Pierce the Supplement. We think that chaEgan. Still we are compelled to be- racter may be advantageously comlieve, that within the next 1000 years, pared with the character drawn of Monan historian may arise, more agrecable taigne in one of the above dissertations.

There have, in this country, been might do their portions respectably Five Great Schools of Pugilism, the as for example : Aboriginal School, history of any one of which would be Francis Maximus Macnab, author of sufficient to occupy any given or sup; a new Theory of the Universe. Roposeable man during a long life ; and man School, the late Dr Mavor. School if written as it should be, would do of Caractacus, Mr Wordsworth. Eclechonour to the highest possible era of tic School, Rev. Mr Lingard. Suxon our future civilization. The First Great School, Mr Sharon Turner. School of School of Pugilism, of whose principles Samor, Rev. Mr Millman. Danish and practice there are but few published School, Ehlenschlæger. The Nors records, is a wide and comprehensive man School, Mr John Allen. The school, including all the efforts of the School of Palestine, Baron Bergami. Fancy from the first invasion of Bri- Civil War School, Joseph Lancaster tain by the Romans under Julius Cæ- and Orator Hunt. Elizabethan School, sar, till the rise of Broughton. There Mr Reynolds. School of Queen Anne, were many sects of this school, each Mr Jeffrey. of which, indeed, might probably de- The SECOND GREAT SCHOOL OF mand a separate historian. First of PUGILISM is that of Broughton, of all, the Aboriginal School, on which which, to use the phraseology of Mr all the succeeding schools were found- Egan, the “ prime features” were ed. Second, The Roman School, in strength and ferocity. Broughton its first pure union with the Abori- himself, it is true, was a most scientiginal. Third, The School of Carac- fic fighter; but it does not appear that tacus, which was the Lake School of his genius, though powerful, could Pugilism, founded on the basis of the control the spirit of the age, which boxing in ordinary life. Fourth, The was towards ruffianism. As we reEclectic School, which flourished du- marked on a former occasion, he ring the heptarchy. Fifth, The Sax- deserves and enjoys the eternal gration School, as originally founded by tude of his country, for that “ Code Hengist and Horsa. Sixth, The de Legislation," which, with few imSchool of Samor (of which many in- provements by succeeding lawgivers, teresting particulars are collected by has, for the greatest part of a century, a popular poet of our day, with a very mildly regulated the British ring. appropriate name, Mr Millman), But Broughton was born a century which revived the principles of the too soon. His fine, manly, and first great old Aboriginal British creative genius was altogether worthy School, and is, in some measure, the of the present age. It is not possible basis of the whole of our present pu- for the philosophic pugilist to reflect, gilism. Seventh, The Danish School, without the deepest melancholy, on which turned out some excellent that hard lot which gave him for plants. Eighth, The Norman School, patron the Duke of Cumberland, distinguished for its ruffians. Ninth, instead of Captain Barclay; or to The School of Palestine, founded by think how many noble blows were King Baldwin, and that flourish- thrown away upon an ungrateful peoed during the time of the Crusades. ple. It has been well said by Mr Tenth, The Civil War School, during Coleridge, that a great poet must crewhich came into fashion the York- ate the taste capable of enjoying his shire hug and the Lancashire Purring, works. This is one of those tinc reor Up-and-down system. Eleventh, marks of a man of genius, that may, The Elizabethan School, for which, by a slight alteration of terms, be we believe, there exist ample mate- made applicable to a vast variety of rials in the British Museum. Twelfth, different subjects. Perhaps its truth The School of Queen Anne, or the is most apparent in poetry, pugilism, Duke of Marlborough, ending in Fig. and cookery. Thus, Milton was not at It is plain enough, that to write these all relished during his own time. Parahistories as they should be written, dise Lost was voted a bore on its first would require twelve men of various publication, and brought into notice at erudition. We have already declared last by that profoundest of critics, Mr our belief, that the era is not yet come Addison. It then created a taste for itfor such a work. At the same time, self, and has, we believe, gone through there are men now living, who, by several editions. Mr Wordsworth's Exdevoting theinselves to it wholly, cursion, in like manner, is slowly, very


slowly indeed, creating a taste for its nearly overthrown Christianity in the self, and is, we perceive--which, we ring of this country, and pious people confess, surprises and alarms us began to tremble, when Gentleman prodigious favourite with the Cock- Humphries, and the Bath Butcher, neys. We should not be surprised to fell beneath the fist of the circumsee it, in a few centuries, pretty much cised, and read. So was it with Ensign Odoher.

Victorious Judah's Lion banner rose. ty's poetry. The Standard-bearer is now not far off forty; yet it is only Bill Ward in vain strove to raise the within these very few years that he hopes of Christendom. The Israelite has taken his place among the classical felled the flower of the British youth, poets of his country. In cookery, it and proved successful in thirty pitched is well known that the fame of Mrs battles. At last John Jackson stripped, Glasse and Mrs M'Iver did not spring and Dan was overthrown. It was like up like a mushroom. We have heard the battle of Maida, an affair of about it said, that the latter died of a broken ten minutes. It was thought by some, heart, at her contemporaries' base ne- that if the Jew, like his great countryglect of her great haggis-receipt; nor man before him, Absalom, had worn was Mrs Glasse permitted to see much a wig on the day of battle, the issue more than the first symptoms of that might have been different. Jackson incipient taste which afterwards de took him by the hair--held him fast voured her works with such greedy-smashed him for three minutes-gusto. The fate of Mrs Rundle has and then dropped him dead-beat. At been the sole exception we ever heard that time, no man in England could to Mr Coleridge's general rule. She have stood before John Jackson-he had at once made an irresistible appeal youth, length, strength, bottom, courto the palates of her own generation, age, and science, almost superhuman. and all lips smacked her praise. She Not even a wig-nor a bald-headnot only created new tastes, but im- though both were afterwards suggestproved existing, and revived obsolete ed, could on that day have saved ones. In roast, boil, and stew, she is Mendoza. The Jewish School was no equally great-fish, flesh, and fowl, more. It will be for the historian, under her magical hands, acquire á after he has told the tale of Mendoza's diviner nature the past, present, and glory, and of its eclipse, to speak of future, are equally within the circle the revival of the Jewish School, unof her power. She is like the univer- der Dutch Sam-its second overthrow sal Pan.-As in poetry and cookery, by Knowlsworthy the baker-and, so is it in pugilism. Milton, Words- again, of its restoration by Belasco. A worth, Odoherty - Glasse, M'Iver, nobler centre-piece for a grand histoRundle-Jem Belcher, Scroggins, and rical picture cannot be well conceived the Gas-man, all equally (with the than Dutch Sam. He never was beat. exception, as we have said, of Mrs For when he fought the Master of the Rundle) create the taste on which Rolls, were not his legs worn down to they feed and are fed. The chopper mere spindles, and as full of holes as of Mendoza, the Game Chicken's two old moth-eaten copies of the Edinleft-handed lounge on the jugular, burgh Review? He absolutely fought Belcher's cross-buttock, and Randal's in gaiters, that his backers might not one-two-all created a taste in the see the wretched state of his pins. public mind which was not there be- His face was as blue as an ill-washed fore.

Considerable opposition, too, dishclout; his eyes as dull and watery continued, to the very last, to be made as ill.fed oysters; and his whiskers, to them ; but they were not to be that used to bristle in fight like the stopped : nobody, at last, could shew beard of a Mussulman, hung on his their face against them; they bunged chops like loose moss on a clammy up the eyes of criticism, and drove wall. His skin, like a lady's loose him like paste out of the ring. There gown, hung about him”-and there is comfort in all this, to those who cannot be a doubt that many third believe in the perfectability of man. raters about the ring that day could

The THIRD GREAT schooL OF PU have finished off Him who was once GILISM is that of Mendoza, or the the best Israelite that ever floored a Jewish School. It had, at one time, Christian,

We have this moment had put into Israelite did. Many years ago we saw our hands a very beautiful little ar- him do up Hooper when the Bully ticle—a sonnet with notes—which is, was in his prime. Now, Mendoza evidently, the production of a poet was afraid in his best days to fight the and a pugilist; and should any of our Tinman. Owen also was fast conreaders be so unreasonable as to think quering Bartholomew, one of the best us dull, let them enliven themselves inen that ever stripped, and who into a more cheerful opinion of our fought three desperate battles against powers, by the pleasure afforded them Jem Belcher, when he put out his by another contributor. We beg leave shoulder; and he subsequently did to preface this sonnet by one or two Jack. Let it not be said, then, that explanatory observations. Mendoza Mendoza fell at Banstead under an and Tom Owen had a private quarrel ignoble arm. We have thought it due -as we were told—and fought to de- both to Dan and Tom to say this cide it. Both men, of course, are old much. ones, and Owen won easy. The truth We do not like these battles among is, that some men stand old age much the old ones, and hope to hear no more better than others, and so it was seen about them. If veterans will quarrel, in this fight. Dan is done up, and let them refer the point at issue to can neither give nor take. But we the decision of the Pugilistic club. think no reasonable person will blame We have not the smallest doubt that, him for having been gradually debili- had these two ancient pugilists calltated by time. There is Richmond, ed on Mr Egan, and stated to him as old a man as either Dan or Tom; what were their differences, he could and he would dispose of them both in have accommodated them without twenty minutes. But farther—it is a difficulty. It is very right to encouquestion if Mendoza ever could have rage fighting among young boys; but beat Tom Owen. Tom never was any no man of fifty should be allowed to thing like a scientific boxer-at least enter the prize ring. A man ought to when one thinks of him along with have had his bellyful of fighting bethe Jew; but he had always more fore that age. Of Tom Owen more strength than Dan, and has beat as hereafter. Now for the Sonnet. good, if not better men, than ever the


On the Battle between Mendoza and Tom Owen, at Banstead Downs,

July 4th, 1820.

By W. W.
Is this Mendoza ? This the Jew

Of whom my funcy cherished
So beautiful a waking dream,
d vision which has perished.

(Extempore on seeing the battle. W. W.) “ SUPERFLUOUS lags the veteran on the stage,"

Said Samuel Johnson many a year ago,

In stately verse; and now its truth we know
When we behold Mendoza, bent with age,

"Query- The Fancy? But no. I crush the ungenerous sentiment. Mendoza's re. putation has not perished in the souls of the Fancy. His imaginative faculties may have been clouded by age : they were mortal, and faded away; but his former deeds his brilliant qualities-his undoubted valour-his unrivalled science, are written with a pencil of light, and, incapable of injury, will flourish as long as water flows, or tall trees bloom. When I said that the vision my fancy had formed had perished, I only meant, that the ideal creation I had figured to myself of Mendoza, had vanished in the cold consciousness of knowing his existence through the gross medium of the external senses. For, as the picture of the actual Yarrow flowing before the eyes, beautiful as it is, is less delightful tran the imagined stream ; so is the actual Mendoza than the fancied.' w. w.

Throw up his hat at Banstead, * and engage
Tom Owen !—That the diamond of the ring
In eighty-nine, the eastern star, the king

Of scientific pugilists, in the page
Of Boxiana, hymned by Fancy's pen
As one long swathed in glory, should forego

His old renown, appears to thoughtful men
Most tominous ! O Daniel, Daniel o !
Why, when you cried, I go to fight Ow-en,

Did no kind genius echo back N-0.8

THE FOURTH GREAT SCHOOL OF PU- The successful eloge will appear in our Gulism is the Belcher, or Bristol School. January number, and the next in merit We believe that it was the intention of can be sent to Baldwin. the late Mr Windham to have written THE FIFTH GREAT SCHOOL OF PUthe history of this School, at least of its GIlism is the Sable School, and it is great founder, Jem Belcher, but he with some remarks upon it, and a few was prevented by death. We hereby of its principal ornaments, that we offer a prize (a complete set of the are desirous of concluding this article. Magazine during the life of the suc. We never felt so grateful to Mr cessful competitor) for the best “ Essay Clarkson and Mr Wilberforce, for on the genius of Belcher,” to be given their humane exertions to procure the in, on or before the first of January abolition of the slave trade, as when 1821. The prize will be adjudged by we first saw Molineaux knock down a committee of contributors, consisting Crib. At once all distinction of colour of Odoherty, Ourselves, Mr Jackson, was lost. We saw before us two hu. Mr Ambrose, George Cooper, and the man beings—and our hearts beat for Fighting Rector. On this account, the cause of liberty all over the world. we shall not, at present, offer any ob- It is true that Molineaux was not an servations on the genius of Belcher. African black-but that is nothing to

I have seen some illiberal criticism asserting that Mendoza has sunk in repute since this unfortunate encounter, vid. int. alia the Sporting Magazine, for July, p. 174, &c. Narrow-hearted critics ! as if the senilities of genius were to make us forget its meridian splendour! Did the tears of dotage make Marlborough less the flower of generals ? Did the drivelling of Swift render him less the first of wits? Did the literarum oblivio of Orbilius degrade him from the rank of prince of pedagogues ? Did Porson's last momentsBut no more. If these questions be answered, as they must, in the negative, how can we affirm that the folly of Mendoza's old age has made us forget the conqueror of Humphries, of Martin, of Bill Ward--the hero of THIRTY pitched battles ?

+ Whether omens attended the ill-fated fight I know not. Cervantes, however, appears to have prophetically alluded to Mendoza's misfortune, in Don Quixote, part II. chap. 58. “ Derramasele al otro Mendoza la sal encima de la mesa, y derramascle à el la melancolia (Smollett translates this fear and melancholy-a mere gratuitous libel on Mendoza) como si estuviesse obligada la naturaleza a dar senales de las venideras desgracias.” Smollett sinks the name of Mendoza, thereby spoiling a finc prophecy. To be sure he puts it in his note; but is this treating his author with due respect ? I should be glad to know whether Mendoza did actually spill any salt on the fatal morning of the 4th of July ? As he is a " constant reader" of your Magazine, I hope he will inform us, without delay, on this important subject. # Borrowed from • O Sophonisba ! Sophonisba 0!

• 0 Jemmy Thomson ! Jemmy Thomson O!'

ANONYMOUS, from the gallery.
• Huncamunca! Huncamunca 0 !'

Tom TUUMB. § I confess my obligation here to the much-honoured tome of Joe Miller, for this reflex echo of the name of Ow-en. “ Can I,” says a certain person in Josephus,“ see Mr Ow-en?" " N-0," was the reply of the facete domestic, to whom the question was addressed. I may remark, that Mr Miller is rather lax in opitting to assign date, pane, ard place, to his amusing, but little-credited tales. The reader is frequently inclined to suspect that " a certain person,” “ a gentleman once," “ a fair lady,'

,” ** a great wit,” are mere figures of the author's brain. An authentic Joe Miller is a desideratuin, and I am happy to hear that the reverend Sydney Smyth is at present editing one.

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