Bartitsu and Suffrajitsu in York, U.K.

Instructor Lauren Ireland of the York School of Defence will be teaching a six-week introductory course in Bartitsu and suffrajitsu.  The course will take place between 8.30-10.00 pm on Wednesday evenings at the Melbourne Centre, Escrick Street, York, YO10 4AW. The first class commences on the 24th of October and the course runs through until the 5th of December with a one week break on the 14th of November.

“Chucker-Out of the Unwanted: Muscular Maude” (1917)

Actress Doris Lytton puts up her dukes as Maude Bray, a supporting character in the 1917 theatrical farce Wanted: a Husband.  Hilarity ensues when one of Maude’s friends advertises for a husband to spark some ideas for her new novel.

Maude – a “strenuous woman” who is well-trained in boxing and jiujitsu – volunteers her services as a “chucker-out” (Edwardian-vintage slang for a bouncer).  At one point in the play she deals handily with a “colonial” would-be suitor who is making a pest of himself:

This was not the first time that the Japanese art of unarmed combat had been associated with “chuckers-out”.  Some reviewers of E.W. Barton-Wright’s early jiujitsu displays commented that they could conceive of no other lawful use of the art, much to Barton-Wright’s indignation.

 

“The Dwarf of Blood” on Savate (October 29, 1898)

La Savate exhibited at the Alhambra (October 1898).

Colonel Nathaniel Newnham-Davis, who wrote a popular column for the Sporting Life newspaper under the  “Dwarf of Blood” pseudonym, was clearly a connoisseur of antagonistic novelties.  Of all the English journalists who covered the heyday of the Bartitsu Club between 1899 and 1902, Col. Newnham-Davis was perhaps the most enthusiastic and carefully critical.

Written in October of 1898 – at about the same time that Barton-Wright was making his first forays into the London self-defence scene – the following article offers Newnham-Davis’s review of M. Georges d’Armoric’s savate displays at London’s Alhambra Music Hall.  These displays were not especially well-received by their audiences, due partly to the age-old Anglo-French rivalry and partly to the insular English bias against kicking in combat sports, but critics and reviewers generally treated them fairly.  


I have been studying Mons. Georges d’Armoric’s book on the French method of the noble art of self-defence, which begins with a pat on the back to the average Englishman: “He will not,” says Mons. d’Armoric, “stop at the argument points; he will offer practical demonstrations, for who does not think himself a crack in the noble art of self defence and the use of Nature’s weapons ?”

Then Mons. d’Armoric, pleading for “Le Chausson,” goes on to point out, with fine eye to a topical allusion, how good for the Hooligans a little of the noble order of the boot would be.

“Let a good number of these fellows receive their deserts at the hands” – surely it should be feet – “of their would-be victims; let a few get the treatment they delight to inflict upon the unwary and unoffending; let them feel what the weight of a well and scientifically administered Coup de Chausson on the side of the face is like, or the sensation of an ‘upper cut off the knee’ may be; favour your pet elect with more sport, if not yet contented, and add a ‘lead off from the left foot,’ or a ’rounded hit off the right,’ accompanied a fair concentrated arm fist blow, in the ‘mark,’ and your attacker will not ask – nor even wait – for more.”

As a practical exposition of these kindly sentiments Mons. d’Armoric trotted out his professors early this week at a press performance, and they are now whacking each other with canes, butting each other in the stomach, and putting their toes in each other’s ears nightly at the Alhambra. That the savate is useful in street row there can be no doubt, and the question as to whether a foot was only made to stand on when there is a row forward is a question of national taste.

I recall a story of a little row in Julian’s studio in Paris. There was a pugnacious young British student who yearned to make mincemeat of an equally pugnacious French student, and each was encouraged by his compatriots. Suggestions as to a duel with sabres, pistols, or mitrailleuses were put on one side, and it was decided to turn the two men loose in a courtyard with only the weapons that nature had given them.

The Britisher squared up in the customary style, and while he was deciding whether he would knock the Frenchman’s teeth out or put him out of his agony at once by a solar plexus blow, the Frenchman nearly cut one of his ears off with the edge of his bootsole, and then caught him a kick well below the belt; a kick that sent him running round the yard doubled with agony.

When the Britisher was able to face again the Frenchman, who had been doing a pas seul in the centre of the court, he remembered some wrestling tricks he had learned in Cornwall, and, closing with the Frenchman, brought him to ground with a throw meant to hurt. It did hurt the Frenchman – it hurt him so much that his friends came into the yard and carried him out; but the Frenchmen hold to this day that the Britisher fought unfairly, and the Britons can scarcely contain their wrath now when they discuss the Frenchman’s tactics. It was in small way a forerunner of Fashoda.

Some Frenchmen came over here and boxed at the Pelican Club in the old days of its existence in Denman Street. O’Donoghue, I think, was the “bhoy” put up against the best of the Frenchmen, and at first the gentleman from across the channel seemed to be getting very much the best of the deal; but somebody – The Mate, I think – told the Irishman to get to close quarters and keep there, and the character of the fight changed at once. It was on this occasion that Jem Smith, asked why he would not take on one of the Frenchmen, replied that he did not want to be prosecuted for manslaughter.

But this is straying away from the Press view of the “boxeurs.” The stage, set with a palace scene, was decorated with tricolour flags, and Mons. d’Armoric, a genial and excellently mannered Frenchman, described to us in very tolerable English all that was going to take place. The exponents of the noble art a la Francaise were two muscular-looking young Frenchmen, with small moustaches and heads closely clipped, clothed in dark blue armless jerseys and dark blue tights, with a tricoloured sash at the waist.

La canne displayed at the Alhambra.

First they went through the cuts and parries that are recommended for battle with canes. Neither shouted “A bas les Juifs!” nor “Conspuez Brisson!”, “Vive l’Armee!” nor “Vive la Republique!” which are the cries that seem to be inseparable from cane combat in the Paris of today; but after the cuts and guards, and a review exercise or “salute,” differing very little from single-stick exercises as we know them, except that before a cut is made the cane is given a preliminary twist, the two professors commenced a set-to with the canes, their sole protection being masks and a glove on the right hands. They were very quick with cut and parry, but occasionally one caught the other whack which sounded and must have stung.

Then they put on the gloves and went through slowly the various punches, and butts, and kicks, and the parries for them—all very interesting from a scientific athlete’s point of view, but all a little wearying to the layman. This done with, we came to business. The two professors sat down in two chairs, had their arms wiped by two young gentlemen, who in frock coats and faultless ties looked as different as could be to the seconds we are used to on the British platform. Mons. d’Armoric called “Time,” and after the hand-hold, which does duty for a handshake, the two went at it with a will.

Unfortunately they were rather unevenly matched. With their hands they were more or less on an equality, but in foot-play one had undoubtedly the best of the game. One professor did little more than offer to kick the other’s shins, or the worst dislocate his knee, while the better man got in corkscrew kick in the right ear, flicked off a bit of the left eyebrow, disarranged the folds of his opponent’s sash, and hurt his ankle all in one comprehensive chahut.

In the third round the better man got in a kick on his opponent’s right breast that sent him to ground, and as nearly as possible knocked him out.

I believe that Mr. Slater is going to pit, or has pitted, English boxers against the Frenchmen, and it will be interesting to see the result. A man who knows as much about boxing as any amateur in this country was sitting in front of me at this press rehearsal, and his opinion was that Lancashire lad would be the best man to set against a Frenchman, for up North they are handy with feet as well as hands. If the evening show is what was put before us, I should say that the preliminary work is tedious, the actual contest decidedly interesting.


It seems that Mr. Slater’s proposed savate vs. boxing exhibitions didn’t actually happen.  Almost exactly one year later, however, the infamous Charlemont/Driscoll savate vs. boxing challenge match would take place in Paris, setting Anglo-French sporting relations back a considerable distance.

Bartitsucon 2018 Classes and Instructors

Participants in the upcoming Bartitsucon 2018 event will experience the full range of Bartitsu training, along with some related skills, as taught by no fewer than six instructors.  In addition to the panoply of seminars, the two-day event will also feature interclub sparring in four styles: pugilism, savate assaut, grappling and cane fighting.

Bartitsucon 2018 will take place between November 10-11 at the Redditch Boxing Academy in Redditch, UK.  Click here for further details and to book your ticket!

Saturday agenda:

Open and welcome:

09.30

Session 1

10 am – 11.30:

Prize Ring Rules: Pugilism and the Science of Self Defence

Tommy Moore, The Bartitsu Lab

Covering:

  • Pugilism techniques 101
  • Crafty In-play
  • Power generation
  • Pugilism vs modern boxing approaches

Session 2:

11.40 – 13.10

Close Range Cane

James Stewart, Dewskitch School of Impact Arts

Covering:

  • Basic grips (and the strikes that best suit)
  • Close range cane striking
  • Defence against grabs and holds

Lunch: 13.10 – 13.40

Food to be provided. Buffet lunch and drinks.

Session 3: 13.40 – 15.10

Suffrajitsu

Jennifer Garside

Covering:

Practical ways to use science, subterfuge, ju jitsu and antagonistics to defeat the most seasoned policemen the Met can throw at you. Drawing on the inspirational strategies, studies and techniques of “the Bodyguard”.

Session 4: 15.10 – 16.30

Improvised weapons

Duncan Mcnulty, Bartitsu and Antagonistics Forum

Covering:

  • Flexible weapons
  • Coat, cosh, weighted handkerchief
  • Improvised weaponry

Session 5: 16.40 – 18.00

Catch Wrestling

Mark Randall

Covering:

  • Smashing people up
  • Ripping things off people
  • Twisting off heads

Depart / Open mat for sparring and free work 18.00 – 18.45

Sunday agenda:

Open and welcome:

09.00

Session 1

9.30 am – 11 am:

Chausson: early Savate

Tommy Moore, The Bartitsu Lab

Covering:

  • Savate kicking techniques 101
  • Open hand strikes
  • Combination hitting

Session 2:

11.10 – 12.40

Bartitsu-era Ju Jitsu

Peter Smallridge, Basingstoke Bartitsu Irregulars

Covering:

Joint breaks, locks and Bartitsu grappling, otherwise known as:

“Subjecting the joints of any part of his body, whether neck, shoulder, elbow, wrist, back, knee, ankle, etc. to strain which they are anatomically and mechanically unable to resist.”

Lunch: 12.40 – 13.10

Food to be provided. Buffet lunch and drinks.

13.10 – 16.30: Interclub sparring

Some competitions will be simultaneous in ring / on mats. Participants to email their weight, experience levels.

Competition 1: Pugilism

Medium / controlled contact, x 1 5-minute round, grilled head guard, MMA gloves. Throws and trips allowed. Scoring based on clean shots, control of ring, and technical competence.

Competition 2: Savate

X 3 90 second rounds of Savate Assaut, light continuous contact. Scores based on clean shots, ring craft, ring control and technical competence.

Competition 3: Grappling

X 1 5-minute round.

Gi / No Gi at discretion of participants. Slams / high velocity throws to be avoided wherever possible. Three options of play:

  1. 1. Ground grappling to a pin / submit (as agreed by participants)
  2. 2. From standing to a successful throw / takedown
  3. 3. Full grappling (from standing to submit or pin)

Competition 4: Cane

X 2 2-minute rounds. Gloves, mask and padded stick / or light rattan. Contact levels agreed between participants. Additional padding optional. Striking with limbs allowed. Disarm wins the round. Otherwise scored on clean striking, mat control and technique.

“The Problem of Lancashire Kicking” (January 30, 1880)

Artwork by Anna FC Smith.

When E.W. Barton-Wright introduced Bartitsu at the turn of the 20th century, the English (or, at least, the middle-class London) bias against kicking was well-established.  The reasons for that bias are not, however, well understood.  It may simply have been that the popularity of boxing engendered a general assumption that a “fair fight” was to be fought with fists alone, and thus that any use of the feet in a fight was brutal and “unmanly”.  

Nevertheless, kicking folk-sports are well-documented in several regions of England, some dating back at least as far as the 16th century.   These styles included several variations depending on local custom and time period; some were contests of agility and endurance in which low-kicking was the only legal technique, and others were styles of wrestling that allowed low kicks along with foot-sweeps and trips.  The best-known historical variant today was known as purring and was introduced to the United States during the late 1800s, primarily via Cornish miners; another style is currently practiced as part of the revived Cotswold Olympicks, as seen here:

The anonymous author of the following article from the London Daily News was clearly not aware of the prevalence of English kicking sports. He does, however, offer an interesting description of a Lancashire variant called “puncing”, a term that may well be a cognate of “purring”. 

The moral climate of middle-class England during the 1880s was very much in favour of the “civilising impulse” that had by then suppressed duelling and even pugilism.  Typically of London-based commentary on kick-fighting during this period, the author takes a disapproving tone, conflating the practice of kicking as rough and tumble sport with street assaults by “cornermen” (gangsters) and even with domestic violence.  


We have already commented on the sentence which Lord Justice Brett recently passed upon two Lancashire kickers, and on the circumstances of the crime which provoked that severe but most just punishment. The prevalence of this peculiar form of brutality, however, in Lancashire—or rather in parts of it—is a sufficiently remarkable fact to deserve more attention than that somewhat fitful interest which occasional cases excite.

It is not more than three or four years since a similar outrage first attracted the notice of Londoners and residents of the South of England generally. Although there is unfortunately a good deal of brutality all over England, it cannot said that any particular form of it prevails remarkably in districts other than Lancashire. That “wives are made to be trampled on” is a maxim which is taken literally by ruffianly husbands all over the country as it is uttered metaphorically by enraged and slightly-shrewish wives. Fists, though the scientific use of them is sadly on the decline, are too frequently employed for the purpose, not of self-defence, but offence of a very definite and inexcusable kind.

But the Cornish miner, the Dorsetshire labourer, and the Sussex or Wiltshire shepherd do not usually confine themselves to any special method of avenging themselves against their enemies or giving vent to their feelings.  Even in the “Black Country,” the coal districts of Durham and Northumberland, the manufacturing towns of Yorkshire —though in the first two, at any rate, a sufficiently unpolished code of manners prevails —neither kicking nor any similar practice has been brought the level of fine art.

Lancashire – and not the whole of the county, but only in certain of its large towns—stands alone in the rather unenviable possession of this “specialty.” In the towns in which kicking does most prevail, it is practised on a very much larger scale and with very much more precision than the stranger who merely reads a case now and then would suspect. It may perhaps news to some people that kicking does not come by nature, though a little practice at the game of football soon will convince them of the fact. Neither foot nor hand will strike heavily aud accurately without a considerable amount of education; and, as the foot is as used for fewer purposes than the hand, its unhandiness (if an unavoidable pun may be allowed) is far greater.

The Lancashire kicker therefore practises his unamiable art from early age. But in truth he does not call it— at least in its finer forms—kicking. The proper term is “puncing,” and the highest branch of art is a “run punce.”  It is, indeed, in good running kicks that the great difficulty of the more harmless game consists, and it is not surprising to find that, in the kicking of men and women, the same obstacles to perfection are found.  Practice, however, makes both the Rugby boy and the Lancashire corner-man perfect; the latter, like the former, beginning at a very early age.

It is not to be supposed that the carnivals of brutality which culminate in twenty years’ penal servitude occur constantly, though their occurrence is only too frequent. But lesser opportunities for the practice of the art are probably at least as frequent as opportunities for the display fistic skill were not very many years ago. The alleys and closes of certain Lancashire towns, the corners of the streets, and the doors of the public-houses are frequently the scenes of milder skirmishes, in which this unlovely version of the exercise called in French savate is brought into play.

Fighting footwear; clogs worn in foot-combat matches were often augmented with nail studs and iron plates, producing truly fearsome weapons.

The heavy clogged boot which is usually worn in these districts has sometimes been taken to be a contributory cause of the practice, on the well-known principle of the connection between the means to do ill deeds and the doing of them. It is, course, clear that whether this is so or not, the boots are a very important factor in the question. Moreover, whatever may be thought about the origin or causes, the fact of the existence of the custom is quite unquestioned. It is an extremely local one, and there are Lancashire towns in which it is possible to reside for months and years without seeing or hearing anything of the practice.

But, on the contrary, there are others in which it is rife, and where, if murder is not done frequently, it is only because the “puncer” is a sufficiently skilful and accomplished practitioner to able to inflict grievous bodily harm without running the risk of the last penalty of the law.

If it is asked what the public opinion of the class which chiefly indulges in this brutal pastime is on the subject, the question is not an easy one to answer. Such public opinion on such points is never very easy to get at. But it would seem to the effect that “puncing,” though not exactly a laudable amusement, is at least not more brutal nor revolting than fighting with the fists.  We are not concerned to indulge in any casuistry as to the two exercises. But it may be at least pointed out that even noted bruisers do not generally run amuck through the streets of a town, getting the heads of the casual public into Chancery, and performing the other operations to which the picturesque and metaphorical, though slightly obsolete, terms of the ring are applied.

It takes two to make a fight, in the old sense. In the literal sense, doubtless, it takes two to make the amusement which is the corner-man’s delight. But as in love, in puncing—there is one who punces and another who very unwillingly allows himself to be punced. The highest delight of the puncer, indeed, appears to be to hunt in company, and to toss the victim from boot to boot with a cheerful precision which has something indescribably diabolical about it to those who have not been born and bred to the manner.

The great object of kicking of this kind appears to be the display of skill and the enjoyment of an invigorating pastime, much more than the punishment of injuries or the solace of an irritated temper. Yet, it would appear that in the kicking districts puncing is sometimes regarded by respectable persons as a legitimate, though perhaps extreme, method of showing displeasure. Occasionally in a Lancashire story the villain meets with chastisement in this form, and the agent is not held up to anything like the moral reprobation which would attend the act elsewhere.

Of course, all this shows the need of a very decided reformation of manners; but this reflection, which everybody will agree, leaves untouched the strangeness of the fact that in one district, and in one district alone, of the United Kingdom this peculiar form of brutality has attained something like the proportions and the vitality of an institution. There are no particular elements in the population of the county of Witches which are not present elsewhere. Drunkenness is, unfortunately, by no means confined to Lancashire, and, though the dreary appearance of but too many of her towns might fancifully supposed to roughen the manners of the inhabitants. Yorkshire and Warwickshire, Northumberland and Durham, not mention Glasgow and the towns of the Scotch black country, can fearlessly enter the lists with the blackest town in Lancashire in this respect. The sociologist, who must have a theory, is therefore thrown back upon the boots.

But, whatever may have been the beginning of the practice, whatever may have been the reasons of its continuance and spread, there can be no two opinions about the desirability of its speedily coming to an end. To the antiquary it may possibly be an interesting subject tor investigation and discussion, but to the contemporary historian and student of manners it is anything but satisfactory. There is a certain glib way talking about “relics of barbarism”; but this particular habit, though it is certainly worthy of any barbarism that ever existed, would seem to have grown up in the full civilization of nineteenth-century England.

Bartitsu at the Vacheron Constantin FiftySix Launch Event

Instructor James Garvey (right, above) demonstrates Bartitsu during a recent London media event launching the Vacheron Constantin FiftySix collectiona range of luxury watches.

The three-day event drew more than 100 international journalists and also included vinyl hunting in Soho and an exploration of the photoshoot locations of Pink Floyd or David Bowie’s most famous album covers, rounded off by a “cosy and resolutely London-style soirée” held at the exclusive Mayfair private club, Loulou’s.

“Bartitsu vs. Boxing” (July 1901 – May 1902)

Pierre Vigny strikes a pugilistic pose.

Mid-late 1901 was undoubtedly the heyday of the Bartitsu School of Arms, not least because it was during that period that the School’s champions were put to their greatest tests in public competition. Following a series of more-or-less academic displays and several novel style-vs-style challenge matches, both the sporting public and England’s combat champions were eager to see Bartitsu exponents pitted against “name” fighters.

It seems to have been widely accepted that sparring exhibitions of Bartitsu as a complete style -resembling a Dog Brothers gathering, in its combination of stickfighting, kickboxing and submission wrestling – would have been considered “brawling in a public place” under Edwardian English law.

Therefore, the next best option was to hold competitions in the various component styles.  E.W. Barton-Wright was keen to oblige, proffering a series of open challenges via the pages of the Sporting Life, as was the custom then.

While the greatest controversy attended the exotic art of jiujitsu (and whether champions of that style would prevail against expert European wrestlers), Barton-Wright was also eager to locate a worthy boxer to challenge Pierre Vigny.  Therefore, the following notification appeared in the Sporting Life of Wednesday, 10 July 1901:

Mr. E. W. Barton-Wright is anxious to find a good boxer who would willing to oppose one of his men for exhibition work to demonstrate the merits of English boxing against his system of boxing. No boxer under middle-weight need apply, as be that his man shall have no advantage in weight, therefore a heavy-weight would given the preference. Weight of his own man; 11 st. 4 lbs. Apply to the Bartitsu School of Arms and Physical Culture, 67b, Shaftesbury Avenue, W.C.

Barton-Wright’s curious mention of “his system of boxing”, rather than savate per se, was probably an oblique reference to the “secret style of boxing” that he had devised via collaboration with Vigny.  It was likely also due to Barton-Wright’s ongoing reluctance to publicly align Bartitsu with French kickboxing .

Charlemont (savate) vs. Driscoll (boxing).

The timing of the infamous October, 1899 Driscoll/Charlemont fight in Paris had been especially unfortunate from Barton-Wright’s point of view.  The scandal resulting from that fight had generated massive ill-will against the French style among the English sporting public at exactly the time when he was attempting to introduce a “new art of self-defence” that incorporated French martial arts.

Thus, despite Vigny’s status as the Chief Instructor of the Bartitsu Club, Barton-Wright’s public pronouncements had tended to de-emphasise or even disparage savate per se, in favour of promoting their “new and improved” method of kickboxing that was unique to Bartitsu.

Within the week, Barton-Wright’s Sporting Life notice was answered by Professor Newton, a well-known boxing coach and partisan of the English style:

“Bartitsu vs. Boxing”: In answer to Mr. Barton-Wright’s challenge, which appeared the Sporting Life of the 10th last, Professor Newton, who is teacher of and firm believer in the British art of self-defence, has several pupils who have expressed their willingness to compete against Mr. Barton-Wright’s pupils at their respective weights in order to prove which is the better system. If a series of contests can be arranged, Mr. Barton-Wright will oblige by forwarding copy of his rules to the North London School of Arms and Physical Culture, 55, Barnsbury-road, London, N.

Unfortunately, but not uncommonly, nothing seems to have come of this proposed encounter. Beyond the formalities of public notifications in the newspapers,  combat sports challenges were subject to behind-the-scenes negotiations and many never came to fruition, often due to personality clashes, logistical issues or disagreements over terms.

A short time later Vigny did, however, fight the boxer Jem Barry at a Bartitsu Club assault-at-arms event. As reported in the Sporting Life of November 25th:

Two minutes per round. Sharp work right and left. Barry knocked Vigny down after nearly getting the right on the jaw with sufficient force. Vigny got up and kicked right and left. Severe business.

Round 2. Sharp and severe work at close quarters. Both on ground twice, and toppled over in an embrace among the people.

Round 3. Barry led. Vigny had a rough time of it, and they frequently clinched. To the end, a splendid encounter. Vigny kicked and boxed hard. Barry punched with might and main. When time was called, honours were to the advantage of Barry on points.

The results of this hard-fought bout were not widely reported; another journalist said that the fight was inconclusive.

The next prominent boxer to publicly accept Barton-Wright’s challenge was none other than Jerry Driscoll himself.  Shortly after the Vigny/Barry fight, Driscoll wrote the following letter to the editor of The Sportsman (a similar notice appeared in The Sporting Life on the same day):

Sir,—As an Englishman who has beaten the best Savate boxer, viz, feet and hands, against my hands only, I should be pleased to compete against Mr. Barton-Wright’s man, for from £50 aside, upwards, and largest parse. Match to come off early in January. I will also wager a good side bet that I stop Mr. Barton-Wright’s man inside ten rounds, Mr. Barton-Wright’s man to have his feet padded, the same as when he competed against Jim (sic) Barry. I only stipulate that we must have one English and one French judge, and the Sporting Life to appoint referee. No 30-second rounds, nor either man allowed to rest fifteen minutes, was the case when I met Charlemont.

Yours, etc., Jerry Driscoll (Instructor to the principal English amateur boxing clubs). Railway Cottage, Barnes.

Driscoll’s claim to have “beaten the best Savate boxer” would, itself, have been mildly controversial.  Although Driscoll was widely held to have been handily winning the fight until his opponent landed a probably accidental, but definitely illegal groin kick, as a matter of record, Charles Charlemont had won that fight.

Driscoll shortly followed up with another letter:

Seeing Mr. Barton-Wright is on the warpath with his savate instructor, and matching him against our past boxers, I will box his Frenchman ten rounds for £100 aside, National Sporting Club’s rules, any time he chooses make a match. Money ready as soon as Mr Barton-Wright makes an appointment through the columns of the Sporting Life.

… and he raised the stakes again in The Sportsman of February 14th, 1902:

If Barton Wright wishes to match his Frenchman with me, and is not out for advertisement, he will attend the N.S.C. (National Sporting Club) at one o’clock on Saturday next. Vigny can have a match for £lOO or £3OO aside, and as the distance is but of one hundred yards, I hope that Mr. Wright will be on hand.

A similar notice from Driscoll was published in mid-April.  On April 22nd, Vigny replied:

Pierre Vigny, Instructor of the Bartitsu School of Arms, is prepared to box Jerry Driscoll, in the English style, Queensberry Rules, if the National Sporting Club will offer a purse worth competing for. Jerry Driscoll has refused to take Vigny on in the French style.

Two days later:

In answer to Jerry Driscoll’s offer to wager up to £300 that he will beat Vigny in the match to be decided during Coronation Week, Pierre Vigny writes accepting the offer, and is also ready to find the backing for that amount, feeling confident that he will be able to defeat Driscoll inside ten rounds. It Driscoll will make an appointment with his backer the National Sporting Club, Vigny will be pleased meet him, and will be prepared to make the deposit at once.

Driscoll, on April 26th:

In answer to Pierre Vigny, Driscoll says that if Mr. Barton Wright will post £100 at the Sporting Life Office, his (Driscoll’s) backer will wager £300 to £100 that be beats Vigny inside ten rounds, under Queensberry Rules.

Two days later, Driscoll wrote again noting that his backer was  then away on business, but that as soon as he returned, the money for the side-bet would be delivered to The Sportsman office.

Then, on the 29th of May, Barton-Wright re-entered the fray:

Mr. Barton-Wright has written calling attention to the fact that the authorities of a certain club, after offering a purse of £300 for a contest between (Vigny and Driscoll) to decide the merits of boxing versus savate and after getting the consent of both men to this arrangement, have suddenly withdrawn their original offer and now are prepared to give only £lOO. Although both men are most anxious to meet each other, naturally they do not intend engage in a serious contest of this kind without some real inducement. The training expenses would cost about £25, so that the loser would practically get his bare expenses paid be receiving 25 per cent of the purse. Mr. Barton-Wright would therefore be very glad to hear from anybody interested this matter, and who, perhaps with others, will be willing to assist in the financing of same, and so to make this match possible.

The Editor of The Sporting Life also quoted Barton-Wright to the effect that the proposed stakes of £100 were too low to represent the fighting worth of either Vigny or Driscoll, and at that point the proposed challenge seems to have fizzled out.

Ironically, the mysterious reduction of stakes by Driscoll’s backers – as well as Barton-Wright’s insistence that Vigny would not fight for less than a £300 stake – may have allowed the Bartitsu Club to dodge a public relations bullet.

Given his persistent efforts to distance Bartitsu from savate, and from the negative fallout of the 1899 Charlemont/Driscoll fight in particular, Driscoll’s challenges clearly put Barton-Wright in a very difficult PR position.  Regardless of the outcome (and of the Bartitsu Club’s modifications to the techniques and rules of the French style), a Vigny vs. Driscoll fight would inevitably have been perceived as a “rematch” between savate and boxing.  With feelings about the Charlemont/Driscoll fight still raw, English public sentiment would have been overwhelmingly in Jerry Driscoll’s favour, likely casting Vigny, Barton-Wright and Bartitsu as the unpatriotic villains.

Even worse, from Barton-Wright’s point of view, would have been the public perception that he and Vigny were symbolically aligned with Driscoll’s former opponent.  In reality, there was seriously bad blood between the Bartitsu camp and the Charlemont camp.  Barton-Wright had actually used the outcome of the Driscoll/Charlemont fight as ammunition during his acrimonious exchange of letters with Charlemont, thereby morally aligning himself and the Bartitsu Club with Driscoll.

Thus, if the Driscoll/Vigny fight had gone ahead, Barton-Wright would have been forced into an unenviable position.  Even if Vigny had won against Driscoll, in the hyper-partisan social climate of the early 1900s, the “optics” would have been damaging for the Bartitsu School of Arms.

The Bartitsu Club continued to stage assault-at-arms displays in Nottingham, Oxford and other regional locations during early 1902.   Ultimately, Vigny’s regular opponent on that tour was the jobbing heavyweight boxer Woolf Bendoff.  Though Bendoff’s professional record  wasn’t especially impressive, it’s likely that he represented a diplomatic compromise away from the politically fraught possibilities of Pierre Vigny taking on Jerry Driscoll.

Sparring with a Ball-Handled Cane

Andres Morales of the Santiago Stickfighters (wearing shorts) wields a ball-handled cane in this recent sparring match:

Sparring walking stick con cabeza de pelota de golf.

Geplaatst door Andres Pino Morales op Vrijdag 5 oktober 2018

The length and asymmetrical balance of the Vigny self-defence cane has a substantial impact on the fighting style itself, affording a versatile weapon with a mace-like “heavy hitting” end and a whip-like “fast striking” end.  This was the inspiration behind the design of the Vigny sparring cane now offered by Purpleheart Armory, which features a solid rubber ball handle.