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                   Mon 25  Dec
                                                       READING
                      On Thursday (being St. Thomas’s-Day) the annual scene of cruelty and confusion,
                   was  repeated  in  the  center  of  the  town  of  Wokingham,  where  two  bulls  were  in
                   succession, brought to the stake for the amusement and gratification of both sexes all
                   ages and conditions. The bell that summoned the religious to prayers, proved also the
                   signal for bringing the first victim to the stake, who, in strong exertions to avoid his
                   persecutors,  twice  broke  his  chain;  but  he  was  soon  replaced  at  the  intended  spot,
                   there  to  undergo  the  rigid  sentence  of  his  inexorable  judges;  his  instinctive  valour
                   being easily subdued by the repeated attacks of his natural enemies, all the power of
                   opposition sinking, and life itself almost exhausted, under the burthen of accumulated
                   persecution,  his  dreadful  roaring,  with  the  exulting  clamour  of  the  unmerciful  and
                   inhuman,  formed  a  most  shocking  contrast  to  those  refined  sensations  that  are  an
                   ornament  to  human  nature.  The  second  soon  from  after  being  produced  for  the
                   afternoon’s amusement unfortunately broke a horn in its own defence and continued a
                   bleeding victim, till the approach of night put an end to the animal and the horrors of
                   the day.

                                                         1787
                           nd
                   Mon 22  Jan
                                            READING, SATURDAY, Jan. 20.
                      On Monday last, the Lady of Lord Euston was safely delivered of a daughter at his
                   Lordship’s seat at Dunston Park, near Thatcham.
                      Last week were caught at Badmington Park, four brace of fine young red deer,
                   present from his Grace the Duke of Beaufort to his Majesty, for hunting and on
                   Thursday se’nnight his Majesty’s carriages arrived at Bedminster from Windsor to
                   take them away.
                      On  Thursday  last  was  fought  at  Wokingham,  the  long  expected  battle,  between
                   Johnson, the corn-porter, from London, and Ward, the smith, from Bristol, for £200 a
                   side.  As they were both eminent in the art of boxing, and have never been beaten,
                   each  man  was  a  great  favourite  of  their  respective  parties;  so  much  so,  that  one
                   person,  who  farms  a  turnpike  upon  the  road  to  Bristol,  had  £170,  deposited  upon
                   Ward, and was so certain of success, he would not admit a partner for a single guinea.
                   When  stript  upon  the  stage,  the  superior  size  and  apparent  strength  of  Johnson,
                   seemed  to  justify  an  odds  of  5  to  4,  which  was  largely  and  repeatedly  laid  in  his
                   favour; whilst  on the contrary,  Ward’s party were willing  to  receive 6 to  4 to  any
                   amount.  In  this  state  the  battle  commenced,  and  what  was  by  many  suspiciously
                   supposed  to  have  been  intended  for  public  deception  and  imposition,  soon  proved
                   itself to be a most determined exertion for honour and emolument. The very quick
                   perception, well regulated guard, and uncommon agility of Ward, was  a wonderful
                   counteraction to the steady courage and visible strength of Johnson and convinced a
                   most  incredible  concourse  of  spectators  what  a  serious  contest  was  to  ensue.  An
                   almost exact quality was preserved for full two hours, without a perceptible advantage
                   to alter the state of bets; in all which time every manoeuvre in the art of boxing was
                   minutely  displayed.  Johnson  courageously  sanding  up  to  his  antagonist,  and
                   depending on his superior strength, was most judiciously foiled by the feints and falls
                   of Ward, who artfully (and with uncommon agility) eluded the blows of his adversary,
                   whilst he was sure to give place to his own. Fortune that had been so long suspended
                   seemed at length inclined to favour Ward, he having closed up an eye of Johnson’s,
                   and the blood flowing freely from other parts of his face, it seemed to exasperate him,

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