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appearance, and with a head so bald, that itmight well be imagined a warm night-cap wouldbe better suited to it than an exposure to thebuffetings of his antagonist; who appeared muchyounger, but whose habiliments and demeanourafforded sufficient evidence that he was one ofthe same class and character.

They made their bow in the true style of theFancy, and, after having had their gloves tied on bythe aforesaid manager, were left to pursue theirsport, divested of their clothes, which showed thebody to great advantage even in men not of thebest make; and the animation of the countenanceat once obliterated the character of meanness.The head thrown back, and the chest forward; thewary eye, the compressed lips, and the firm sta-tion of the legs, bespoke their practice. A short in-terval was spent in feints and manoeuvring, whenblows were given and parried with much dexte-rity, succeeding in rapidity till fresh breathingwas required: several rounds went on in this way,till, as if by mutual consent, the first pair of pu-gilists made their retiring bow, amidst the shoutsn2