Third American Chess Congress
The third American Chess Congress was held in Chicago on July 7–16, 1874 and won by Mackenzie. There were eight players (Mackenzie, Hosmer, Judd, Bock, Elder, Perrin, Congdon, and Kennicott) and they had to pay a $20 entry fee. first place prize was $225. The tournament was again round robin, but for the first time draws were not replayed. The time control was 15 moves per hour. Elder and Kennicott withdraw before completing half their games, but their scores still counted.
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# Player 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 Total wins 1 George Henry Mackenzie (USA) xx 10 1½ 11 -- 11 11 11 10½ 2 Henry Hosmer (USA) 01 xx 10 11 -- 11 11 11 10 3 Max Judd (USA) 0½ 01 xx 1½ -- 11 11 -- 7 4 Frederick Bock (USA) 00 00 0½ xx 1½ 11 1½ -- 5½ 5 Frederic Elder (USA) -- -- -- 0½ xx 01 11 -- 3½ 6 Frederick Perrin (USA) 00 00 00 00 10 xx 10 -- 2 7 James Adams Congdon (USA) 00 00 00 0½ 00 01 xx -- 1½ 8 Hiram Kennicott (USA) 00 00 -- -- -- -- -- xx 0
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