JU-JITSU AND JU-DO.

THREE PALLS WITH A JAPANESE WRESTLER. " Ju-Jitsii and Ju-do .- the Japanese Art oi .Self-Defeneo horn a British Athletic Point of View" is the title of a lecture by Mr Barton-Wright, in London, recently. Mr Barton-Wright, as readers of "Pearson's Magazine " are aware, is the inventor of Bartitsu, a system of self-defence combining walking-stick play, boxing, wrestling, kicking — in short, all possible forms of defence. The master of Bartitsu, it is said, can hold his own in any combat, from a street "scrap" with a New Cut Hooligan to a» stabbing match with an Italian desperado. Indeed, Mr Barton- Wright claims that, at olose range, he cculd disable a man witK a revolver before the latter could "draw." The lecture was illustrated by practical demonstrations by the author and by his two Japanese wrestlers, the strong men Yamamoto and Tani. " Yamamoto is returning to Japan," said Mr Barton-Wright to an "Express" representative, " and I have a thirteen-stone man coming over, whose order is no* so particular. The public will have an opportunity of seeing him and Tand wrestle. • " Tani only weighs tight stone, but I will back him to throw any wrestler living up to thirteen stone — five. stone more than himself. My thirteen-stone man- I will back against all-comers. " If you like, Tani wnl show you a little Japanese wrestling." PUBELY ACADEMIC. Tani and Yamamoto sat lovingly by the stove, but, on a word from Mr BartonWright, Tani shed his European clothes and stepped to the wrestling mattress, a. Japanese wrestler s<n "his buff. Two btWn legs, a little body in a loose white tunic, and two quick, 'black eyes, bright in a swarthy face — that was Tani, champion boy wrestler of Japan. The visitor took off his coafc and boots, but forebore from baring his legs. " Divert Mr Tani'3 mind of a-ny idea, that I am a wrestling champion in disguise," he said. " Tell him this is a purely academic wrestle. If he's going to illustrate anything in the spine-breaking or lesr-fracturintr way. let him illustrate on Mr Yaraamoto." "Tani, play light," said Mr BartonWright in Japanese^ and^ the Homeric struggle began. The visitor crouched; Tani crouched 1 . The visitor patted Tand on the arm, after th« manner of the music-hall wrestler ; Tani did nothing. Then, without warning;, the visitor hurtled through the air, clean over Tani's head. A swan might have envied the grace of that flight. He fell on his back, beautifully spreadeaeled. First fail to Japan. A lightning cross-buttock and an inexplicable back-heel concluded the illustrations so far as the visitor was concerned. Then Tani and Yamamoto strove together, and all that could be seen was a mad confusion of brown legs and white bodies. " Nothing human on legs would stand a chance with these men," said Mr BartonWright, proudly. M. Pierre Vieny. the Swiss professoT of stick play, had just finished' a walkingstick bout- with a pupil. " I will back M. Vigny," said Mr BartonWriprht, "against any man in a contest of all-round defence and offence, each using only his natural weapons. M. Vigsny shall take on the best boxer in England, iand the boxer can hit below the belt, wrestle — do anything he likes— and M. Vigny shall beat him."