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New York Herald - Wednesday, May 22, 1895
New York Herald - Wednesday, May 22, 1895
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The National Police Gazette - Saturday, June 8, 1895
The National Police Gazette - Saturday, June 8, 1895
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The HERALD'S European edition publishes to-day the following from its correspondent:
LONDON. May 21, 1895. The Marquis of Queensberry will to-morrow morning, for the second time in the last three months, appear in the
police court. This time, however, he will be attended by his eldest son. Lord Douglas of Lowick. Both father and son are charged with disorderly
conduct.
As to the events which led to this unpleasant conclusion rumors of the most erratic character have been floating around the London
clubs tonight, no two stories agreeing in detail.
I am able, however, from the testimony of a disinterested eye witness to give the exact facts as they will be revealed before the
magistrate tomorrow.
A WORD AND A BLOW.
About a quarter past five this evening Lord Queensberry crossed over Piccadilly in the direction of Albemarle street, where his hotel
is situated. As he reached the corner of the latter street and the Piccadilly he was met by his son, who appeared to be in an excited condition, and
apparently without any preliminary beyond asking his father how he dared send insulting letters to Lady Douglas, pushed rather than struck the elder man.
The latter was staggered somewhat, and his hat fell off, but recovering himself, he struck out at his son.
The Marquis was crossing over Piccadilly, in the direction of Albemarle street, where his hotel be situated, on the evening of the
fracas, when he was met by his son, who appeared to be in an excited condition, and apparently without any preliminary beyond asking his father how he
dared send insulting letters to Lady Douglas, pushed, rather than struck, the elder man. The latter was staggered somewhat, and his hat fell off, but
recovering himself, he struck out at his son.
At this juncture a policeman appeared on the scene, and putting his arm between the two, requested them both to refrain from making a
scene.
At this juncture a policeman appeared on the scene, and putting his arm between the two, request them both to refrain from making a
scene.
Lord Douglas, however, in returning his father's blow, struck the policeman violently in the mouth, though, of course, only
accidentally.
Lord Douglas, however, in returning his father’s blow, struck the policeman violently in the mouth, though, of course, only
accidentally.
After a short discussion the gentleman in blue somewhat wisely retired from the scene, but the combatants, a few yards further along
Piccadilly, resumed their verbal altercation and eventually came again to actual blows.
After a short discussion the gentleman in blue somewhat wisely retired from the scene, but the combatants a few yards further along
Piccadilly, resumed their verbal altercation, and eventually came again to actual blows.
WHERE SCIENCE TOLD.
In short, in the sharp encounter which followed the author of the Queensberry rules put his pugilistic theories into practice, and,
when the police, who had by this time re-appeared, separated them, Lord Douglas of Hawick was the possessor of a scientifically discolored eye. Both
representatives of the noble house of Douglas were then incontinently marched off to t h e Vine street police station, where a charge of disorderly
conduct was preferred against them. As they were perfectly well known they were allowed to depart when they had entered into their own recognizances to
the sum of £2 to appear in court to-morrow morning.
In short, in the sharp encounter which followed, the author of the Queensberry rules put his pugilistic theories into practice, and,
when the police, who had by this time reappeared, separated them, Lord Douglas of Hawick was the possessor of a scientifically discolored eye. Both
representatives of the noble house of Douglas were then incumbently marched off to the Vine street police station, where a charge of disorderly conduct
was preferred against them. As they were perfectly well known they were allowed to depart when they had entered into their own recognizances to the sum of
£2 to appear in court in the morning.
LORD QUEENSBERRY'S STATEMENT.
These are the facts of the actual encounter. As to the preliminary matters which led thereto I cannot do better than quote Lord
Queensberry himself, whom I saw this evening and whose account of the occurrence, by the way, tallies perfectly with the above:
"I should like, first of all," said he, "to impress upon you that, as I shall have an opportunity of putting upon record to-morrow
morning, l was not the aggressor. I had Just returned from the Old Bailey, where I had heard the jury find Taylor guilty, and had sent away my cab
opposite St. James' palace. I then walked up St. James' street and was crossing over to Albemarle street, when, by a coincidence which seems almost
fateful, I saw my son some hundred yards away.
"He caught sight of me at the same time, and at once charged down upon me; and after a few angry words, attempted to assault me. Even
after we were first separated by the police my son was for a second time the aggressor.
"However, this is a matter which I suppose I shall have to explain to the satisfaction of the magistrate to-morrow morning.
"As to the reason of this attack by my son, I can only imagine that he was annoyed by the events of the day and felt foolishly
exasperated against me.
MEANT AS A JOKE.
"As to the letter which he accused me of sending to his wife, that was on my part in the nature of a joke. I was struck with a certain
resemblance lurking in this picture," and the Marquis held up to my view a drawing from one of the weekly illustrated papers depicting a huge iguanodon as
it is supposed to have appeared to its prehistoric contemporaries. There was a touch of the humorous about the plelocene beast's attitude, and the Marquis
could not refrain from chuckling as he drew my attention to it.
"I sent a copy of the picture." He continued, "to my son's wife, indorsing it, as well as I remember, as a possible, ancestor of Oscar
Wilde, and intending it more as a good natured joke than anything else.
"Of course I regard this evening's affair as very painful, from one point of view, but from another I am rather glad of it. There has
been bad blood between my son and myself for some time, and I think this encounter may have probably let some of it out. At all events I feel more kindly
disposed toward him than I have been for some years past, and I think very possibly he may think all the better of me."
And I left the Marquis chuckling anew over his comic picture of the iguanodon.