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11 THE, MOKJflNG OREGONIAN. TUESDAY, - JULY -5,.-1910. TOO OLD" SOBS JEFFRIES Soothing Liquids Unable to Reach Broken Heart of Broken Idol. TOWEL SAVES FALLEN MAN Son of American Slave, First of Race to Hold Title of Undisputed Champion, Thrice Knocks Down White Opponent. RBXO. Nev., July 4. John. Arthur John eon, a Texas negro, the eon of an Ameri can (slave, tonight is the first of his race to hold the undisputed1 heavyweight cham pionship of the world. James J. Jeffries, of California, winner of 23 championship flghtsv the man who never was brought to his knees before by a blow, tonight passed Into history as a broken Idol, meeting his defeat at the hands of the fcrack champion. While Jeffries was not actually counted out, he was saved only from this crown ing shame by his friends pleading with Johnson not to hit the fallen man. again, and the towel was torougrht into the ring from his corner. At the end of the 16th round. Referee Tex Rickard raised the black arm and the great crowd filed out, glum and silent. Jerf Badly Cut About Face. Jeffries was dragged to his corner bleeding from nose and mouth and a dozen cuts on the face. He had a black, closed eye and swollen features and he held his head in his hands dazed and in coherent. Johnson walked out of the ring without a mark on his body except a slight cut on his lip which was the opening of a wound received In training. Ring experts agree that it was not even a championship fight. Jeffries had a chance in the second round, perhaps, but after this it was plain that the undefeated one was weakening and outclassed in every point, and after the 11th round it was hopeless. It was the greatest demonstration th-e ring has ever seen of the failure of a fighter to "come back," after years of retirement. Youth and Science Tell. The youth and science of the black made Jeffries look like a green man. The great Jeffries was like a log. The reviled Johnson was like a black pan ther, beautiful In his alertness and de fensive tactics. Jeffries fought by instinct, it seemed, showing his gameness and his great fighting heart in every round, but he was only the shell of his old self. The old power to take a terrible beating and bore in and in until he landed the knockout blow was gone. After the third round, Johnson treated . a . j. -. J 1 T r 1 ! . .,7 and blocked playfully, evading the bear like rushes of Jeffries with a marvelous ekill, now tucking a blow under his arm, again plucking It out of the air as a man stops a baseball. Out of the sea of opinions and argu ments that bolster up this fight and made It tbe talk of the world, these facts faave been cast up: Tha fight was on the square. Of this there wu no doubt after the first round. There was no evidence or hint of the fa mous "yellow streak" on the part of Black Man. Absolute Master. Johnson proved himself so absolutely Jeffries" master that experts such as "W. Corbett, the Australian writer and sport ing expert, declared that Tommy Burns Iiad put up a better fight with Johnson, and that the black man was only play ing with the other man. The end was swift and terrible. Tt looked as though Johnson had been hold ing himself under cover all the rest of the time and now that he had measured Jeffries in all his weakness he had de termined to stop it quickly. Jeffries had lost the power of defense. A series of right and left uppercuts de livered at will sent him staggering to the ropes. He turned and fought back by Instinct and because he was dying hard. With the exception of a few fast rounds the fight was tame. Jeffries did not have the power in his punch to hurt Johnson after he had received blow after blow on the jaw and his vital power was ebbing. But even before this stage came Jeffries could not reach the black. The blows nearly always landed with nearly ell the speed taken out of them. It was like hitting a punching bag. The famous Jeffries' crouch was in evidence at times, but during most of the fight Jeffries fought standing straight and working with all of his old a ggressiveness. Sam Berger, Jeffries manager. . Tan along the ring calling to Bob Arm strong: "Bring that towel you know what I mean don't let him get hit." From Johnson's corner his seconds were calling to him to quit. Then the referee stopped the timekeeper, and it was all over. Soothing Liquids JText. The soothing liquids were applied to the fallen champion's bruised face, but his heart was something that could not be reached. As soon as he re gained his sense of poise, and of the rapid-fire events that had pushed him Into oblivion, he took his head In his bands and groaned. "I was too old to come back," he eaid, and Corbett and Joe Choynskr and brother Jack and the others were ready to cry, but they united in trying to cheer the defeated man. "It's all off with you. Jim." said Corbett, "but' you did the best you could." "Cheer up, we'll go fishing tomor row," said Frank Gotch, the wrestling champion. Bins I9 Stampeded. In an Instant after the crowd real ized that the fight was over, the ring was stampeded by a wild throng. The short-end betting men were hilarious, but in the great mass of the spectators there was a feeling of personal loss. Hope had lived in thousands of breasts until the last minute and now their idol had crumbled and this black man stood peerless. They could not help but admire him and there wa little animosity shown toward him. For the most part the people were silent, Ju3t readjusting things in their minds. Hun dreds shouldered the bitter defeat of heavy financial loss. Little enthusiasm was shown from anything until Jack Johnson and his crew were seen stringing down the aisle. Then the crowd stood up and cheered, as much from pent-up excite ment as anything else. Men breathed deeply and lifted their eyes In thank fulness to the amphitheater of brown hills that surrounded this pit In the desert and the blue bowl of the sky shutting- out the rest of the world. This was 2:28 P. M., an hour after the i-iicuuicu unit ivr mo UKIIU roilr mm ptes later Jeffries loomed out of the IS crowd on the other side of the arena and then the cheering broke loose. The ring was quickly crowded with trainers and rubbers and seconds. Jef fries laughed as he pressed through the ropfs and. Jumped up and down on the platform for a moment, satisfying him self that it was strong enough. He wore his old soft cap and an old suit of clothes and chewed gum. Johnson wore a bathrobe with violet lining. - Berger walked up to Johnson and asked him to toss for corners. "Take any corner you want." said John son. "It's all the same to me." Berger took the southwest corner and gave Johnson the northeast. This placed the sun in Johnson's eyes. Behind the fighters as the bandages were being fastened stood pupil' and master, Corbett and Billy Delaney. The veteran Delaney made the match' of keener interest to the sporting men. Delaney There as Enemy. He was In Johnson's comer as an open enemy of Jeffries. Delaney picked up Jeffries at Carson City when Corbett fought Kitzsimmons and made him a great fighter. At that time Lelaney was Corbett's trainer and manager, and later acted for years in the same capacity for Jeffries. A quarrel made this situation possible. ' With no preliminaries of handshaking or picture posing, the men faced each other at 2:45 o'clock. Johnson wore blue tights and an American Mag in his belt. There was a sigh of involuntary admira tion as his naked' body stood In the sun light. Jeffries in his purple trunks stood out as a hairy giant, some hero of folk lore. There was no open attempt on the part of Jeffries and his men to frighten the negro. They figured he would be trem bling with fear at the sight of the white monster, and there were many cries of "cold feet, Johnson," when his entrance in the ring was delayed. And when the men stood up at last to fight it out, each on their own resources, It was plain the negro was very ner vous. Johnson Called "Black Coward." "Now, you'll get. it, you' black coward," yelled Jeffries' admirers. "Don't talk to them. Give them a square deal," said the majority of the men at the ringside. The men smiled at each other. Jef fries feinted, Johnson glided away and smiled again. Johnson tried out a straight left and tapped Jeffries' face. They clinched and worked cautiously for body blows, but there was little snap in either, and they were still waltzing when the round ended. "Cut out the' motion pictures," yelled the crowd. Johnson turned and tapped Jeffries lightly on the shoulder as he went to his corner, and smiled. ' Johnson Bores In Fiercely. The 16th round started with a clinch after Jeffries had failed to land on the body. Johnson then tore loose and before the spectators were prepared for the finish he had sent Jeffries down with lightning-like left and right blows to the jaw. ' Jeffries reeled and fell half way through the ropes on the west side of the ring. Those under him ' saw that he had lost his sense of surround ings and that the facee at the ring stde were a blur to him. His time had come. He was feeling what he had caused others to feel in the days of his youth and power. Johnson came over to the spot and stood poised 'over his adversary, his body ready for a left hook if Jeffries regained his feet. Jim Corbett, who twice had gone down before Jeffries' blows, and who had stood in Jeffries' corner all dur ing the fight, telling Johnson what a fool he was and how he was In for the beating of his life, now ran for ward with outstretched arms, crying: "Oh, don't. Jack, don't 'hit him." Jeff "All hut In." . Jeffries painfully raised himself to STORY OF FIGHT Round 1. The men refused to shake hands. Johnson smiled, and Jeffries calmly chewed gum. After a long open ing session of sparring, Johnson shot his left to the face and they clinched, Johnson pushing Jeffries back. Johnson swung his left to the jaw, and as Jeffries roughed It at close quarters the big black shot his left again to the face. The men locked arms and in breaking Johnson clouted his man twice with two short-arm lefts to the face, and the crowd yelled. "Why don't you laugh?" shouted Corbett at Johnson, and the latter winked and smiled back at the former champion. The men continued in a locked embrace and as the gong terminated the round Johnson playfully tapped Jeffries on the shoulder and went to his corner smiling. Jeffries then told his seconds to let him alone, he would fight his own battle. It was a tame round. Round 2. Johnson came up chattering like a magpie, but Jeffries only smiled. "He wants to fight a little bit, Jim," yelled Corbett. "You bet I do, Mistah Cor bett," retorted the champion. As Jeffries held on, Johnson clouted him with a wicked right jto the jaw. As the men separated from a clinch, Jeff ries swung his right to the stomach, to which Johnson retaliated with two ripping left uppercuts to the jaw. The men closed together, Jeffries leaning against the champion with sheer weight of his shoulders. It was a case of strength against cleverness, with the Nubian having the better of it. John son and Corbett "kidded" each other incessantly during the minute's respite between the second and third round Round 3. Both came up slowly. "Come In, Jim," shouted Johnson, saying which the champion hooked his left to the stomach with much force. Johnson then Jabbed his left twice to the face, and as they closed in breast to breast, Johnson whipped a left uppercut to the Jaw and neatly blocked the boiler maker's onslaughts. As the men cir cled about the ring, Johnson kept up a constant crossfire of conversation. The men separated, and Johnson Jabbed thrice with left to the face, and then whipped a short-arm right to the face. A long clinch followed, during which the black missed a wicked right uppercut. Jeffries rushed In, but Johnson blocked him neatly on a vicious right swing and again patted bis antagonist on- the shoulder as the round ended. Johnson, on points, had a good ad vantage, but there was not much pow er behind his stings. Round 4. Jeffries missed a left swing, Johnson rushing away, leaving a stab to the face. Johnson taunted Jeffries con stantly. "Don't rush. Jim; don't you hear what I'm telling you?" shouted Johnson, -backing it up with a right uppercut to the jaw. Jeffries got in a good right to the mouth, and the blood started flowing from the colored man's lips. "First blood for Jeffries," yelled the crowd. Johnson shot a hard left to the mouth, and almost wrestled his man against the ropes. The "golden smile" had not faded from Johnson's face at this stage. Jeffries forced the champion against the ropes, and a half dozen short-arm body punches found their mark In rapid succession. In re sponse, Johnson shot a right to the Jaw, and. the round ended. It was Jeffries' round, and the best one so far. Round 5. Johnson as usual came up with a FAMOUS RING MEN, PRESENT AND PAST, WHO SAW NEGRO CLINCH WORLD'S CHAMPIONSHIP. It ' - Iff i f -HH-L V V- 111 ; V:J :':vfc 1 1 1 if - -; I y " j ' i $ - -t "j 1 v 'f V1 c r 1 i if (( ) J wr M I f. iv - - . i . i I I his feet. His Jaw had dropped, his eyes were nearly shut and his face was covered with blood. With trem bling legs and shielding arms he tried to put up a defense, but he could not stop a terrific right smash in the jaw followed by two left hooks. He went down again. Jeffries' physician and other friends jumped into the r.ing. "Stop It!" they cried. "Don't put the old fellow out." Johnson Displays Confidence. At the opening of the second round, Jeffries came up with his old crouch and his left arm stuck out like a scantling. This was the blow and the attitude that carried him to glory in the early days of his fighting career. But there was a change in the negro. He had found himself. Here was a volley of words. Jeffries paid no at tention to this, but rushed in close and they wrestled for a spell. At close quarters, Jeffries shot two rights to the body, to which Johnson responded with a left uppercut, cutting Jeffries' lips a bit. Johnson "a moment later drove his right to the jaw, and then followed it with two left uppercuts to the same place. Johnson Jarred the wjiite with a straight left to the mouth, and they eased up in a clinch. Both men were bleeding from the mouth. Suddenly Jeffries sent the black's head back a foot with a straight left to the mouth, and Johnson looked a bit serious as he took his seat, not, however, without giving: the boilermaker the customary rouira-end love-tap. No se rious damage. Round 6. "I'm going to mix with him now," said Jeffries to his seconds. Three lefts radiated from - the champion's shoulder, catching Jeffries on the face In each instance, and the blood seaped from Jeffries' left cheek bone. Both men fought cautiously. A ringside fan, asked Johnson if he would like a drink. "Too much on hand now," quickly re joined the champion, and be ripped in three left uppercuts to the white's Jaw. Jeffries waded in, but was met by a nasty left uppercut that closed his right eye tight. Johnson followed this with two similar punches, and the blood spouted from the retired champion's nose as he took his seat, when the bell ended the round. Jeffries' seconds worked heroically on his damaged op tics. Johnson's round. Round 7- Jeffrles came up with a ferocious I frown, and they closed in. A long sparring bee followed without a blow being struck, Johnson meanwhile care fully priming himself for an opening. Although Jeffries' eye -was badly bruised, he never lost his poise. John son laughed sarcastically as Jeffries essayed a right swing at close quar ters. With the men locked In an em brace, Johnson jolted his man three times over the damaged right eye, and followed this with a right uppercut to the Jaw. Jeffries stopped Johnson's bickerings with a straight right to the Jaw. Johnson countered with left and right to Jeffries' sore face. The bell clanged, with the honors on Johnson's side, and Jeffries looked badly cut as he took his corner. Round 8. Jeffries rushed In and the black drove a left to the mouth, and shortly after shot in two straight lefts to the face that carried considerable force be hind them. "Hello, Jimmy," shouted the black, "did you see that one?" As they closed in without damage, Jeffries shouted "Break away, Johnson." But Johnson did not break, and laughed as Jeffries missed a vicious left swing. Then Jeffries, at close range, worked in two rights to the body that failed to feaze the negro. Jeffries pushed his man about the ring and the bell rang, closing a rather featureless session. Round 9. Johnson kept up a constant conversa tion in his .corner before coming up to the scratch in this round. He hooked his left to Jeffries face with great force and continued to hurl tersely framed sentences at Jim Corbett. John son hooked another left to the jaw that carried with It a world of power. After Jeffries had butted with his head, John son flung' his left to the stomach, and they went into a friendly clinch. Jeff ries'crouched low, and Johnson drove home a wicked left full tilt in the AnOVK, JOHV 1.. S( LLIVA, FRANK OOTCU (WnKSTLEll), BATTIJXG AKLSO.V, ABB ATTELL, TOMMY B IKXS AND ROBERT FITZS1MMOXS. simple boxer and in his heart of hearts Jack Johnson believed he was master. Six years ago, when Johnson whipped Jack Jeffries, he walked up to Jim, who was In his brother's corner and said: "I can whip you, too." And this conviction was uppermost in him when the second round began. The slight Indecision and trembling of Johnson's mouth and the glint of trouble in his eye was gone. He forced the fighting and in a clinch made his first attempt at his carefully developed right uppercut. Jeffries took it with out flinching. Johnson watched him carefully. It was on this blow that he depended. He tried another and. an other, but missed. The men wrestled and Johnson showed that he was as strong as Jeffries. "All right, Jim. I'll love you if you want me to," said Johnson as ,they clinched Just before the gong rang. Delaney Issues Advice. Between the whisking of towels and the dashing of water and hasty gargling, Delaney poured into Johnson's ear his words of golden advice. He knew now probably knew long before the battle just how it would end. Did he not know every inch of Jim Jeffries' body and the limitations of his brain? 'Each blow taught him what had happened in TOLD BY stomach. A moment later he sent In two left jabs to the mouth and eye, but Jeffries-" apparently paid little attention to these blows. The round ended in Johnson's favor and with Jeffries' face bleeding from several places. ' Round lO. Not much life marked the coming to the center of the ring. Johnson shot two 'efts to the head and followed this with a short-arm right to the ear. A long clinch, mixed with wrestling, fol lowed. Jeffries swung his right around the body. The men confined themselves mostly to ln-fighting and short streaks of wrestling, Johnson always on the alert to land a punch. Johnson whipped two lefts to the jaw and ' a right uppercut to the jaw made Jeffries yell "oh" audibly. Johnson peppered away with his left and clearly outboxed his burly opponent. It was Johnson's round. Delaney asked Rickard to watch the gloves when the men were holding to see that they were not broken. Round 11. A half-minute wrestling bee with out damage opened the round, and Johnson smashed Jeffries time and again with left and right to the jaw, and the big boilermaker fought back wildly. Johnson swung a terrific right, more of an uppercut to the Jaw, and followed this with a clean right upper cut to the Jaw, and Jeffries almost weakened. Johnson employed left and right uppercuts again and again to the Jaw, and varied this with left and right swings to the Jaw, and the blood spurt ed from Jeffries' mouth in a stream. Jeffries was a bad-looking sight at this stage, bu,t he suddenly electrified the crowd by making a round-end rally, landing his right to the Jaw and a hard left to the body that brought the crowd to its feet. Johnson, however, had a good advantage. Round 12. The men clinched after the black had missed a hard left for the Jaw, remain ing in this position half a minute. As Jeffries rushed in, Johnson met him with a straight left and a right upper cut on the Jaw. i With the men breast to breast, the black swung hard with left to the body and face, all the time keeping up a conversation with Cor bett. Johnson cleverly blocked blows Intended for the body and sent home a straight right to the sore mouth, start ing the blood afresh. The negro shot a straight left to the face, and then sent his man's head back a foot with simi lar blows. Jeffries went to his cor ner spitting blood and with the hon ors against him. Jeffries' seconds were ominously quiet at this stage. On the other hand, the Johnson corner falrfy hummed with life and bustle. Round 13. ' The men fought without damage to a clinch and wrestled about the center of the ring, Johnson breaking it up with a volley of rights and lefts to the face and mouth. He cleverly evaded Jeffries' clumsy attempts to land on the body, and cutting loose landed left and right in quick succession on the Jaw and body. Jeffries weakened at this stage, a right uppercut almost lifting him from the floor. He seemed all at sea In locating the black, who waded in like a merciless juggernaut, dealing out severe punishment with every tap. The round ended with Corbett advising Jeffries to cover up and stay away. Jeffries stared rather blankly Into the middle of the ring:, and appeared to be in bad shape. Bound 14. Jeffries was met with a straight left five years of easy life and where the cigarettes had sucked power from the once -mighty man. In the second, third and fourth rounds Jeffries had his chance. If he ever had one. The fight showed that he could not stay long. His friends say now that If he had started In with his entire force he could have reached Johnson with the sleeping blow. On the other hand, men whose opinions are valued on these mat ters, say tonight that Johnson could have beaten Jeffries at any time in hia career. Her Record for Titled Suitors. Paris Cor. New York World. Always at the feet of the lovely Miss Marie Gebhard kneel princes and dukes, each Imploring her to bestow on him her hand and incidentally her great fortune. She is the daughter of the late William Gebhard. of New York, and first cousin of Mrs. Frederick Wilson and Frederic Gebhard of that city. Miss Gebhard and her mother have lived in Paris seven years. Admiring rumor has' it that she has rejected more titled suit ors than any woman of her native coun try or. indeed, of Europe. Actually she has been compelled to take long jour neys to escape the noblemen attracted by her beauty, wealth and wit. . ROUNDS as he got up, and a moment later an other spiteful jab wenr to the mouth. Johr,son placed his stomach within Jef fries' reach and tauntingly cried: "Ain't It a nice belly? Jim, why don't you hit it?" Jim did not. They closed In, Corbett importuning his man to beware of the dangerous up percut. Jeffries' face was almost to tally closed at this stage. Johnson sent in some rapid-fire of left jabs to the mouth, and the big white shook his head. "I'm as clever as you are, Jim," shouted Johnson to Corbett, and Imme diately an exchange of repartee fol lowed. The round ended tamely, but Johnson had all the honors and Jef fries' seconds looked blue. Round 15. When the men faced each other, it was plain to all that Jeffries was in distress. His face was puffed and bleeding from the punishing lefts and rights he had reecived and his movements were languid. He shambled after the elusive negro, sometimes crouching low with his left hand stuck out in front and sometimes standing erect. Stooping or erect, he was a mark for Johnson's accurately driven blows. Johnson simply waited for the big white man to come in and chopped his face to pieces. They came into a clinch after a feeble attempt by Jeffries to land a left hand blow on the body, and as they broke away, Johnson shot his left and right to the jaw in a flash. Jeffries staggered back against the ropes. His defensive power seemed to desert him in an instant. John son dashed at him like a tiger. A rain of lefts and rights delivered at close quarters sent Jeffries reeling blindly. Another series of short, snappy punches and the big white giant went down for the first time in his ring career. He fell under the top rope, over the lower one and onto the overhanging platform. Resting on his haunches and right elbow, Jeffries looked around in a dazed way and got up at the count of nine. While he was down, Johnson stood almost over him until Rickard waved him back. He stood ready to strike and when Jef fries arose from his knees he dashed in again. Jeffries reeled about and tried to clinch, but Johnson eluded him and as the old champion swung around to the south side of the ring, the black jolted him twice on the Jaw. Jeffries sank to his knees, weak and tired, but got up again at the count of nine. It was then that Jeffries' friends began to call to Rickard to stop the fight. "Stop it! stop it!" they shouted from all sides. "Don't let him be knocked out." Rickard gave no heed to these appeals. Jeffries- was helpless now and as he staggered to a standing position, the negro was waiting for him. A left, a right and another left, short, snappy, powerful blows, found their marks on Jeffries' chin and he went down for the third time. Again he sprawled over the lower rope, hanging half outside the ring. The timekeeper raised and lowered his arms, tolling off the seconds. 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