Mendoza was plain and neat. About twenty minutes after one, every thing being ready, the usual salutations took place, when the display of the science was infinitely fine-much was expected from two such skilful artists, and the feints made by each party were elegant and scientific-Mendoza felt no terrors from the proud fame of his antagonist, and Humphries viewed the admirable skill displayed by his opponent with firmness and composure the parryings were long and various, and the amateur experienced one of the richest treats ever exhibited in this noble and manly art -at length, Mendoza put in the first blow, and recoiling from its effects slipped and fell upon his back, in consequence of the stage being slippery from the rain which had fell previous to the battle, yet was of no material effect against Humphries, as he warded it off and retreated. In the second round Mendoza, full of vigour, went into his antagonist and knocked him down; and in closing in the next, the Jew threw Humphries. The odds which had been much in favour of Humphries, were now changing rapidly upon Mendoza. The Jew, flushed with his success, found his game all alive, and showed himself off to the best advantage, with all the heroism of a most experienced pugilist. Humphries appeared to make no way against Mendoza, who had now knocked Dick down six times in succession. The Jews sported their cash freely, as the Christian, it was supposed, must soon be vanquished; but the friends of Humphries were not to be dismayed, and took the odds greedily. At one time the contest was nearly coming to a premature termination, from the cry of " foul, foul!" by the friends of Mendoza, who, in the early part of the fight, had drove Humphries upon the rail of the stage, and while the latter was upon the balance, aimed a blow at his ribs which must have finished the battle, but Johnson caught it. The umpires considered it a knock-down blow, and that Johnson was correct. The stage was so slippery that Humphries could scarcely stand upon his legs, and soon discharged the finery from his legs, for the more substantial service of worsted hose-Dick now felt his feet, went in with his usual confidence, and the bets became even. Humphries was now himself, and fast recovering in wind and strength, the amateurs were delighted with his undaunted courage and neatness of execution. Mendoza was thrown, and in falling pitched upon his face, his forehead was dreadfully cut just above the right eye, and his nose assumed a different shape; but the Jew's pluck was good, and in the next round gave Humphries a prime facer, that the bets were still alive. Humphries was gaining ground fast, and soon put in a doubler upon the loins of Mendoza, one of the Jews ews most vulnerableparts; which was followed up by one in the neck, the Jew reeling fell with his leg under him, sprained

his ancle, and was reluctantly compelled to acknowledge the superiority of the Christian. Mendoza almost immediately afterwards fainted, and was taken from the stage. Thus ended this truly celebrated contest, in twenty-eight minutes, fifty-four seconds, in which, perhaps, there never was so much skill and dexterity ever witnessed; nor more money depending upon its termination. The Jews were severe sufferers and although Mendoza was defeated, his fame and character as a pugilist were considerably increased his style of fighting was highly spoken of by the scientific amateur; and that in close fighting, and as a quick hitter, he was evidently superior to his antagonist. The advantage was also upon the side of Mendoza in point of strength of arm, and when struggling to obtain the throw, he punished his adversary considerably by keeping down his head. His guard was excellent, and displayed a thorough knowledge of the art, by keeping it closer to his body than that of his adversary, by which means his blows were given with more force when he struck out his arms, and with respect to stopping, he was not deficient to Humphries; but for elegance of position-cool and prompt judgment fortitude of manner and force of blow, he was materially inferior. He wanted also that personal courage, which was so ap parent in Humphries, and whose confidence rendered him so indifferent of himselfbut in point of throwing, Mendoza, though not expected, had the complete advantage, and the activity he displayed throughout the fight was considerable. Mendoza contended for victory with all the style and valour of a true Hero.

THE TABLES TURNED.

Humphries, attended by Tom Johnson as his second, entered between one and two o'clock, followed by Butcher, as his bottleholder, and Harvey Christian Coombe, Esq. as his umpire; and Mendoza immediately afterwards made his appearance, attended by Captain Brown and Michael Ryan, as his second and bottle-holder, having for his umpire, Sir Thomas Appreece. The se-i conds, according to an agreement, retired to separate corners on the setting-to of the combatants: -The moment became interesting, and anxiety was upon the utmost stretch-the opinions of the amateurs had undergone various changes since the last combat; and the issue of the contest was extremely doubtful-Mendoza was considered a formidable rival, and he had rather rose into estimation than otherwise since the first battle, and the betting had no stability about it. Humphries appeared strong and elegant in his position, and endeavoured to put in a facer; but Dan, on the alert, stopped it with great neatness, and returned a sharp blow, that levelled his opponent. Mendoza, elated with the attempt, concluded the second and third rounds in the

same style. It soon began to appear, that the Jew possessed considerable confidence in his own powers; and, although the success was alternate in the various rounds, for upwards of half an hour, the advantages were upon the side of Mendoza; the science of the latter made a strong impression upon the spectators, by the neat manner of stopping the blows on his arm, and giving the return so instantaneously, as to bring his adversary down; and even in point of throwing, Dan possessed the superiority. In the twenty-second round it appeared that the articles were violated, (which specified particularly, that if either of the combatants fell without a blow, he should lose the battle) by Humphries falling without a blow: upon which circumstance a complete uproar ensued, and nothing was to be heard but the cries of "foul, foul!" and Mendoza's friends insisted that he had won the battle. Upon the other side, it was obstinately contended, that the blow was "fair," inasmuch that Humphries had stopped it before he fell. Tom Johnson was particularly positive as to the fact; but Mendoza's umpire declared it to be foul: an appeal was then made to Mr Coombe, who would not decide upon the case. The row was now beyond all description, blows had subsided, and tongues were in full and violent motion, and respect to persons seemed out of the question. A warm altercation took place between the seconds, each supporting their interested side, when Captain Brown, full of pluck, called the veteran, Tom Johnson a blackguard, and that he would kick a certain place, if he gave him any more of his impertinence these were words Tom was not in the habit of swallowing,) the seat of honour to be disgraced) and intimated to the Captain, that they would try as to the capability of his assertion, and put himself in a posture of self-defence the quarrel had now grown important, and a battle was expected; but Captain Brown talked of fighting him at some more convenient period, for one thousand guineas; which operated only as the flourish of the moment, in never being mentioned afterwards! Humphries insisted on the fight being renewed, and taunted Mendoza to set-to again; but the friends of the latter would not suffer him, being satisfied, in their own opinion, that he had won the battle. The spectators growing impatient for the decision, Humphries threw up his hat in defiance, and endeavoured to provoke the Jew to renew the combat-Mendoza, considering that an unfavourable impressio impression might go abroad against him in refusing, or in its being decided as a drawn battle, consented to finish the contest. Silence was once more restored, and the combatants again set-to. Dan showed off in good style, and went in with the most determined spirit, and finish. ed the round by knocking down his opponent. In the next, he repeated the doze, and continued, during the remainder of

the fight, to have the advantage. After thirty minutes had elapsed, Humphries, either from accident or design, committed the same error, in falling without a blowMendoza had put in some tremendous hits, and, in following them up, Humphries retreated and fell; when Dan, without the slightest murmur, was deemed the con queror.

2.

Mendoza was now the championand Bill Ward, a Bristol trump, who had been originally brought up to town to fight Johnson, was now matched against the Israelite. He was a stronger and taller man than Mendoza-of great activity-full of pluck, and fine scienced. The odds were on Ward on setting to. The following is a spirited sketch of the battle:

At the commencement of the fight, the odds were considerably upon Ward; and much was expected from his well-known acquirements; and it is but fair to state, that Bill endeavoured to prove the conqueror, and used every exertion that he was master of to obtain so desirable an end; and, for the first eight rounds of the battle, was an object of attraction; and dealt out some tremendous blows; particularly in the fourteenth, he gave Mendoza a dreadful hit upon the jaw, that knocked him off his legs like a shuttlecock, and Dan came down with uncommon violence. Ward's friends were now in high spirits, and the betting went forwards, as it was thought that Dan had received rather a sickener; but Mendoza's game soon brought him about, and he went in with the most determined resolution, and gave Ward a knock-down blow. The superiority of Mendoza now became manifest; Ward perceived he was in the hands of his master; and the spectators began to change their opinions. Mendoza levelled his antagonist every round; though, notwithstanding, Ward put in some good hits. In the twenty-third round the combatants closed-Ward was completely exhausted, and, upon Mendoza falling on him, reluctantly gave in. The above contest established Dan's fame; and his scientific excellence was generally acknowledged.

But the hour was at hand when the Jew was to succumb to the Gentile. John Jackson entered the ring against him, and in ten minutes and a half Dan was done up and dished.

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"1st round. The spectators were more than commonly interested, from the celebrity of the combatants. Judgment was not wanting on either side, and a fine display of the art was witnessed the amateur experienced a rich treat in the developement of the science in all its characteristic minutiæ a minute had expired, and both waiting for the advantage, when Jackson put in a tremendous hit, that laid Dan prostrate on the .... stage.

in his breeches-pockets. We are not in possession of the facts of his early career-we know not when he dropped the sprig of shillelah, and restricted himself to the unweaponed fist. It must have been deeply interesting to have marked the transition. We have heard it said, and are inclined to think the theory true, that Sir Daniel's style of boxing showed, perhaps too strikingly, that he had excelled at the miscellaneous fighting of Doneybrooke Fair. He was not a straight-nor yet a quick hitter. His education certainly had not been neglected, but it had been irregular. There were not only Iricisms in his style but even provincialisms which were corrected in the London ring, not without danger to the success of his first prize essay. But the native vigour of the man prevailed over the imperfect institutions of his country and with all the disadvantages of an irregular, imperfect, and unfinished education, Sir Daniel Donelly not only triumphed over all his compatriots, but sustained the honour of Ireland in a country, perhaps, too much disposed to disparage her; and, in his last battle, with the renowned Oliver, the shamrock sprang up

beneath his feet, rejoicing in the blood that dyed its threefold beauty, more proudly than it ever rejoiced, when, sprinkled with the dews of morning, it waved its verdant locks to the breezes that swept the level expanse of the Bog of Allen, or the rugged magnificence of Macgillicuddy's reeks.

The death of this illustrious man has left unsolved a great problem, Was England or Ireland to have taken precedence in the rank of nations? Could Donelly have beat Crib? Could Carter have beat Donelly? Alas! vain interrogatories! The glory of Ireland is eclipsed-and ages may elapse before another sun shine in, what Mr Egan beautifully calls, her pugilistic hemisphere. We have just received a vast number of Elegies on his death-from Cork, Limerick, Waterford, and Dublin-some of them eminently beautiful. It was not to be thought that such a man would be permitted to leave us, without the meed of some melodious tear; and we are happy to see among the "Luctus," the names of Moore, Maturin, Croly, and Anster. Of theseanon.

DEAR MOSES,

I THANK you for sending me your pamphlet, containing an account of the dinner to Lord Erskine, and in return shall forward to you a copy of the Southside Papers, as soon as the last proof sheet comes to hand, which, I trust, it will do in the course of next month at farthest. In that publication I hope you will find much to amuse you; and I would even flatter myself, something to improve you too, provided you read it with some portion of that temper and calmness of judgment that always characterized you until of late, i. e. since you have assumed the place and manners of a leading Edinburgh Whig. My dear friend, be assured, in spite of all you hear, that I still entertain the warmest affection for you. I do not indeed pretend to consider you as a

man of genius; which foolish idea, I fear, some of your new associates have been studiously cramming into your head; nor yet, if some of your recent doings provoke a slight suspicion that your brain has suffered, am I inclined to attribute your misfortune to "overmuch learning." But I have a real regard for you, and, as a proof of this, would fain give you a little advice, which, if taken in good part, may, I would hope, restore you in some measure to yourself, and, perhaps, prevent your relations from entertaining any farther rights of cognoscing youwhich, I assure you, is a scheme that has frequently been discussed among them of late, and all with the most friendly intentions. Take up in time, and don't allow yourself to be made a fool for life, only for the pleasure (which with you is, after all, I fear, a verv laborious one-labor ipsa voluptas) of weaving a few more paragraphs of silly rhodomontade the amusement of all Tories, and the disgrace of your own Whigs. In short, reflect before it be too late, that you were a far more respectable man a few months ago, managing the concerns of your own shop in peace, quiet, and honour, than, with your limited talents and acquirements, you are ever likely to become, by pursuing the new career which at present seems to possess so many charms for your heated imagination.

The truth of the matter is, my good friend, that you know nothing whatever of the true character and designs of the party, with whom you have of late thought fit to connect yourself in such an unexpected measure of intimacy. You think yourself already a kind of grand master among the Whigs, but the fact is, you know little of the secrets of the fraternity-you are only an apprentice as yet, and if you were left entirely to their kindness, I don't see any prospect of your attaining, at any near period, the station even of a fellow craft-to say nothing about being passed and raised. You are permitted, indeed, to attend all their ordinary meetings, and more especially, you are permitted to look very big at their public banquets; but if you love me, don't imagine for a moment, that the watch-word which secures your entrance into these assemblies, implies your having been initiated into any thing like the ipsa arcana of FreeWhiggery. At St Luke's, (for of old you were one of us) you must recollect the absurd gravity with which some of the smock faced little fellows, that had taken the first oath only the evening before, used to smack their lips in honour of toasts of whose true meaning you and I well knew they had not the slightest suspicion-the self-satisfied air with which they echoed the thumps of a mallet, not one of whose hieroglyphics they were in a condition to interpret-but observe all the puny puffing and pursing of cheek by which they (like the frogs of the fable) endeavoured to blow themselves out into some remote and absurd resemblance of the true masters of our esoteric doctrine. Well-it is needless to waste too many words upon it-but I am sure the magnificent ribbon-wrapt first hammer himself never smiled more good humoured

derision upon one of these new comers, either in the hall or at Barclay's, than the great wire-movers of the Whig puppet show of Edinburgh did upon you, my dear fellow, while you sat during the speeches of this Ers kine dinner, munching third rate raisins, and frowning and simpering your unutterable things-in what you conceived to be a silence of true dignity, a verum otium cum dignitate. They laughed at you then, be assured, and they are laughing at you still more heartily now, that you have been so rash and imprudent as to publish this pamphlet of yours. It is really a very silly performance and if you do not stop short, but go on to publish one or two more such samples, there can be no doubt you will effectually lower your character in the estimation even of those with whom it was used to stand high of the highest-I allude, of course, to your house-keeper, her sweetheart the Shoemaker, and mine host of the Clocking-Hen Tavern, Potterrow... Little, however, as you may be sup posed to understand of the profounder arcana of your party in this place, there are some points of their practi cal system to which it is impossible you could have altogether shut your eyes, and which I should have supposed might have been sufficient to excite some feelings of preliminary aversion to them, in the breast of a man so honest and upright as I believed, and, I add, always shall believe, you to be. The excess to which they carry their system of mutual adulation is one, and not the least important neither, of these points and to it, in the first place, -I shall crave leave for calling your direction, since it is necessary that some one of your real friends should do so. I ask you a simple question, Moses-Did you ever hear one Edinburgh Whig say, hint, admit, or in any way whatever insinuate, that another Edinburgh Whig had ever done any thing that was wrong-or, per contra, that an Edinburgh Tory had ever done any thing that was right? I observe, that at this very dinner, of whose scope and tendency you have aspired to be the historian, this great point of the Whig faith, or rather of Whig practice, was pretty distinctly alluded to-but by no means set forth in all its due fulness, breadth, and verity of detailThe Whigs are bound together by the deep sense of the importance of their