Terrier V Monkey Frank Buck style

[david2363 42]

I'm sure some of you have read this before , but for those who haven't, read and enjoy some of the antics of one of the all time greats Mr Frank Buck.

 

John told of an incident when Frank and Mr. Breay were coming down off the fell after a day out with the terriers. As they reached the road a gang of workmen were laying tarmac and chippings on the road and there, perched on the tar wagon, was a monkey. As they passed by the foreman of the gang began a conversation with the men for he had noticed the working terriers “Workers are they? Are they any good?â€

 

 

 

“Oh aye, they are goodâ€.

 

 

 

“Can they fight then?â€

 

 

 

“Fight anything†said ‘Frank proudly, and by now Breay was becoming restive, perhaps he could see what was coming.

 

 

 

“Can they fight a monkey?â€

 

 

 

“Fight any bloody thing†said Frank and Breay was tugging at him now, “Frank, you don’t know what you are letting yourself in forâ€. But Frank took no notice.

 

 

 

“I’ll bet you a fiver he’ll not fight my monkeyâ€.

 

 

 

Done.

 

 

 

The monkey got the better of it and the dog was soon on the receiving end and could not seem to cope with the monkey’s attack but Frank did not seem to be worried. “Just wait till he gets a grip†he kept on saying and soon the dog did just that and the monkey was soon beaten, chattering away in defeat until they loosed the dog to save the poor beast’s life. Frank pocketed an old fashioned fiver, one of the huge white notes, when a fiver was a fiver. Three weeks wages in those days. “I knew terrier the would win†he said, “he just had to get his grip!!â€

[samba 534]

heard this tale years ago now but was told the monkey killed the dog you here so many versions

[Malt 379]

I read somewhere that they used to pit dogs vs monkeys, and the monkeys won most of the time.

 

Don't know how accurate this is, but it's an interesting read none the less: Monkey baiting

 

[stones 23]

Good job the road gang weren't working in Hartlepool

[Simoman 110]

Jock of the Bushveld by Sir Percy Fitzpatrick has a good tale of a bull terrier vs baboon...............

[Guest Countryboyo]

Jock of the Bushveld by Sir Percy Fitzpatrick has a good tale of a bull terrier vs baboon...............

 

have it on dvd. great tale..

[parksie 2]

Here's a link to a story I read recently from a local newspaper about Stoke's old days including a dwarf vs dog fight:-

 

Clicky Link

 

Ignore the link here's the part from the actual book:-

 

The dwarf, however, was not to be stormed and defeated all in a moment. Once the ghastly fight began, there was a dire fascination in it; and I now noted closely the combat. The man was on all fours when the words "Let go" were uttered, and, making accurate allowance for the length of the dog's chain, he arched his back, cat wise, so as just to escape its fangs, and fetched it a blow on the crown of its head that brought it almost to its knees. The dog's recovery, however, was instantaneous; and before the dwarf could draw back, Physic made a second dart forward, and this time its teeth grazed, the biped's arm, causing a slight red trickling. He grinned scornfully, and sucked the place; but there was tremendous excitement among the bull-dog's backers, who clapped their hands with delight, rejoicing in the honour of first blood. The hairy dwarf was still smiling, however, and while Dan'l held his dog, preparatory to letting it go for "Round 2," he was actually provoking it as much as he could, "hissing" at it, and presenting towards it the bleeding arm. The animal, flushed possibly with his first success, made for its opponent in a sudden leap, but the dwarf leapt forward too, and smote the bull-dog such a tremendous blow under the ear as to roll it completely over, evidently bewildering it for a moment, and causing it to bleed freely, to the frantic joy of the friends of the man-beast. But they, in turn, were made to look serious, for, with astonishing energy, Physic turned about, and with a dash, was again at the dwarf, and this time contrived to fix its teeth in one of his hairy arms, a terrible gash appearing as the man [-29-] snatched the limb out of his ravenous jaws. The bull-dog was licking his lips, and had fewer tears in his eyes as his master drew him back. As for the dwarf, he retired to his corner for a whet of brandy and a moment's comforting with the towel. He was ready and smiling again, however, for "Round 3," and this time it was a fight in earnest - the dog worrying the man, and the man dealing it terrific blows on the ribs and on the head with those sledge-hammer fists, till in the end both the man's arms were bleeding, and a horribly cheerful business was going on behind the ropes at 2 to 1 on Physic. But let me make short work of the ensuing seven "rounds," which in some of their details were so shocking that more than once I would have left the place if I could. The company generally, however, were made of far less sensitive stuff. The more furious the ghastly fight, the keener was their relish for it; and in their excitement they leant over each other's shoulders, and over the rope, and mouthed and snarled, and uttered guttural noises when a good hit or snap was made, just as the dog and the dwarf were doing. By the time Round 10 was concluded the bull-dog's head was swelled much beyond its accustomed size; it had lost two teeth, and one of its eyes was entirely shut up; while as for the dwarf, his fists, as well as his arms, were reeking, and his hideous face was ghastly pale with rage and despair of victory. Fate was kind to him, however. In Round 11 the bull-dog came on fresh and foaming, with awful persistence of fury, but, with desperate strength, the dwarf dealt him a tremendous blow under the chin, and with such effect that the dog was dashed against the wall, where, despite all its master could do to revive it it continued to lie, and being unable to respond when "time" was called, Brummy was declared to be victorious.

Edited August 14, 2009 by parksie

[fishy 1]

read the book nathan if you like tales of baiting/fighting,a very good story.

[Guest buster321c]

Did`nt Charles Bronson , the crazy prisoner , not the American actor , fight a Rottweiler in the early `s?

[Guest buster321c]

Here we go

 

Sorry , same one as Parksie`s , thats what you get for not reading properly

 

 

Brummy and the Bulldog

The Daily Telegraph on July 6, 1874, published an article written by James Greenwood, in which he reported on June 24, 1874 to have witnessed a human-baiting. In 1876, Greenwood republished the article in his book Low-Life Deeps in the chapter called In the Potteries. To make the story all the more odd, the human named 'Brummy' was a forty-year old dwarf standing at most four-and-a-half feet tall, but possessing extraordinary strength. The enormous size of his head and ears were particularly striking. He had huge hands and feet and he was extremely bow-legged.

 

 

Physic and Brummy, An Evening at HanleyThe Bulldog named 'Physic' was stately white and red-eyed, eager for the fray. He did not bark but was frenzied with passion to the degree that tears trickled down his blunt nose and his gasping became each moment more shrill and hysterical.

 

The bait occurred at an old inn located at Hanley, Staffordshire, in a large guest room with a ring cordoned off with a line. The fifty spectators were mostly coal miners, with some gentlemen from better social classes, each eagerly awaiting the fight. The floor was covered with sawdust, from the ceiling hung an oil lamp and all the windows were closed and carefully covered, with the only ventilation through the fireplace. Thick smoke from cigars and pipes filled the room, with perspiration from the crowd making the room hot and sticky.

 

Brummy had agreed to fight the dog for a wager, on his theory that no dog, not even a Bulldog, "could lick a man". The conditions were no weapons and he could only wear his trousers. The combat rules provided that both 'beasts' should be chained to the wall opposite and facing each other and the man was to assume and continue the position on all fours throughout the fight. During the fight Brummy was bitten deeply several times on the arms and the Bulldog was dealt several heavy blows to the head and ribs from sledge hammer fists.

 

By the end of round ten the Bulldog's head was swollen beyond its accustomed size, it had lost two teeth and one of its eyes was entirely shut up; while as for the dwarf, his fists and arms were reeking and his hideous face was ghastly pale with rage and despair. The fight lasted until round eleven when Brummy dealt the Bulldog a tremendous blow under the chin and with such effect that the dog was dashed against the wall, where despite all its master could do for it, for the space of one minute it lay still and Brummy was declared the winner.

[samstorm 34]

in the book nathan the dog fights a monkey

[hagar 5]

jacco macacco was a famous fighting monkey , who beat many dogs sometimes using an iron bar

[mick328 0]

in the book nathan the dog fights a monkey

 

read that years ago, did the monkey have a blade or something???

It was a plummer book anyway, i better duck now i've admitted to reading plummer books