JEM MACE AND SLADE.

Poverty Bay Standard, Volume XI, Issue 1276, 16 February 1883, Page 2

JEM MACE AND SLADE.

(From the Auckland Free Lance.) The following very much exaggerated description of the half-caste, Slade, who was showing in New Zealant with Jem Mace, is published by the New York “Herald:"—

" Mr Slade, of New Zealand, brought to California from Australia by Jem Mace, is on hi* way to New York to make a match tn fight the champion, John L Sullivan. Slade is a modem Hercules. He stands six feet two inches and a half in his bare feet, with enormous shoulders nttd « depth of chest perfectly astounding. His arms are immense, wrists small j large, powerful hands, the knuckle* being enormous. Hi* appearance is one calculated to awe and astonish a man ot ordinary size. The California " Examiner " says that Jem Mace beside Slade looked quite small, and Patsy Hogan appeared a mere infant. Slade's legs are perfectly formed, and his feet and ankles small. Every move be makes ie graceful, his carriage dignified and manly. Mace said that ‘ Slade ie a half-bred Maori, and the hardest hitter I ever saw in my life; he has licked every man that ever crossed him, and none of them ever came back for a second blow when he got hi* fist right home. He can stand punishment, too, for I have tapped him once or twice and he never winced He is a wonderful wrestler, too,’ continued Mace. ‘ He threw Professor Miller i'ust as I would a baby, and you people :now that Miller is no slouch. He can outjump any man of his size, and is as active as a cat,’ ‘ Did he ever fight in the ring ?’ Mace was asked. • No,’ replied Maee, ‘ there was never a man where he come* from that dare face him. Bat he knows as much about the riiig as if he had been there a dozen times, for I have had him training for nearly a year. He was a natural fighter when I took hold of him, and he soon learned all the tricks’ The best thing about him is his perfect good-nature. To those New Zealanders who have seen Slade “ shape ” this heroic account of Mace’s victim appears very ridiculous. Slade is only a third-rater, either as a bexer or a wrestler. We have a dozen amateurs here who can simply knock spots out of him. The idea of Slade fighting a man of Sullivan’s calibre is preposterous It is a guinea to a gooseberry that he collapses in the first round. As for Mace doing the four three-minute-round glove fight with the American champion, unless things are made easy for him beforehand, it’s ‘‘all my eye.” Sullivan may kill the half caste if he has a mind to, but he will not bruise a bone in the Gipsy’s body, not if James knows it. They who please may fight—this gladiator’s game is greed. We have no hesitation in characterizing the Mace Slade imposture as one of the biggest

flffbting frauds ever foisted iipoit the JuaerioM nation.