TIIE SUNDAY OREGOXIAX, PORTLAND, JULY 3, 1921
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THREE ROUNDS END
Like Enraged Bull, American
Turns Loose Batteries.
POILU WILTS UNDER FIRE
Terrific Blow In Stomach In Fourth
After Gruelling Punishment
Ends "Battle of Century."
BT HARRY M. GRAYSON.
FIGHT ARENA, Jersey City. N. j..
July 2. (Special.) As king of the
ring, William Harrison Dempsey still
has the homage of the world.
He retained the, title by knocking
out Georges Carpentier one minute
and 16 seconds after the bell rang
starting the fourth' round of the
"battle of the century" at Tex Rick
ard's Jersey City arena.
Those who thought the pollu would
put up a running fight were greatly
surprised when he
assumed the ag
gressive at the
bell and carried
the fight to the
champion until the
last bit of his
fighting life had
been knocked out.
Dempsey's one.
two put the skids
under Carpentier.
The French flier
had rallied at the
finish of the third
and there were
many wise boxing
men seated near
Ma!
Harry M. Grayson.
who thought that he had a splendid
chance.
Georges opened the round by run
ning away from the Salt Lake slug
ger. And then suddenly he stopped and
seemed to be setting himself for an
other of his celebrated right-hand
smashes.
Dempsey Kails His Victim.
It was here that Dempsey nailed
him. A Dempsey left, faster than any
that Carpentier ever before had seen,
flashed and caught the challenger
flush on the left side of the jaw.
A Dempsey right cross, the cham
pion's famous "iron mike," also faster
than any that Carpentier ever before
had seen, flashed and caught the
challenger on the right side of his
Jaw.
Carpentier, already bleeding as the
result of 'going through a thicket of
trouble, tumbled down like a tempo
rary scaffolding.
It was the end of one of the bravest
boxers who ever breathed. The
poilu's hope vanished like an empty
dream.
Hut Carpentier was not yet through,
ile must arise. He took the count
of five ling on his side and then
rested on his right knee until "nine"
was tolled' off by J. Harry Krtle of
Jersey City, referee.
Champion Cool lint Wary.
Dempsey was the personircation of
coolness. He had taken everything
his lighter adversary had and did not
now intend to take a chance, despite
the fact that he knew Carpentier
had no more offensive power. The
champion fiddled around for an in
stant and then buried that same "iron
mike" right hand deep into Carpen
tier's stomach.
The challenger fell in a heap, roll
ing over on his right side. The
90.000 men and women present never
will see a gamer boy trying to get
up. At "nine" the Frenchman did
his best lo rise, but his left arm, ex
tended as a prop, refused to lift that
tired and battered body and he fell
back on the canvas, his cheeks pale,
though no man would dare say he felt
the chill of fright.
France and the short-enders were
as gloomy as a graveyard on a wet
Sunday. It was like setting a bulldog
on a sheep.
At the outset it was incredible that
Carpenter could fulfill his amazing
dream. Dempsey towered over him
and weighed 192 pounds against the
challenger's 172.
Crowd Sorry Tor Carpentier.
The mob left the arena feeling sorry
for the Frenchman. True, after vari
ous taxes are deducted. Tie will re
turn to his beloved Paris with some
thing better than $100,000. but Amer
ica feels that the money was one of
the least considerations involved. He
knew France wanted him to win. He
felt that the Yanks who fought at hit
tilde during the great war wanted him
to win. Carpentier is a thinker and
tonight feels much like that far
greater Frenchman after he had shot
his bolt at Waterloo.
Carpentier opened the epochal bat
tie by leading with his lightning-!
like left. It caught Dempsey flush
on the chin and undoubtedly caused
the champion to fight cautiously.
Dempsey looked as if he was tied
UP in some way.
The champion stood ready for bat
tle like a bull that had whetted his
horns and here was a man giving
him Just that thing. W ith equal rage
aaey punched, they tore, they raised
the screaming cries of the crowd.
Inalde Fighting; la Furiowa,
All of this punching was being
done in cose. Carpentier decided to
fight inside the long range punches
of his bigger and heavier foe.
But Dempsey can do nearly as
much damage at close quarters. Be
fore the first minute of the first
round had ticked off he had the
claret pouring from the Frenchman's
nose and it was during the middle
of this round that he all but stopped
him.
Just before the bell rang he had
the French boy lying over the lower
rope all but out. It was Dempsey's
round in a walk.
Carpentier actually won the second
round by a good margin and I do
not believe that Dempsey ever before
had been pressed quite as hard as he
was here.
The challenger put his famous right
hand across four times in rapid suc
cession and hurt the champion. It
must, however, have been discourag
ing, for after this rally the French
man carried on a losing fight.
DtnPMJ Makea Poor Snowlnff.
Another rally in round two made
Dempsey look bad, for Carpentier
connected with lefts and rights freely
and once landed a hard uppercut.
Dempsey was swinging wildly.
The champion came back, but
Carpentier was fighting hard at the
bell and won the round.
Round three went to Dempsey,
although Carpentier's flash at the
bell led many to believe that he would
at least prolong the battle. The men
resumed the infighting which
featured the first round.
It was several minutes after the
knockout before Carpentier could
congratulate the champion. He was
that badly battered.
But the famous Carpentier smile
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was in evidence just as quickly - as
he could regain his feet.
Frenchman Full of Courage.
Carpentier proved all that was said
about him. He is a courageous boy
and a great light heavyweight.
In front of Dempsey. Carpentier
looked less like a fighter than ever.
His wonderfully developed forearms
appeared out of place on those long
arms. His piano legs surely would
tire in a marathon contest. Georges
has the chest, shoulders and stomach
of a middleweight. He's a heavy
weight from the hips do.wn only a
bit of a physical freak.
George Lewis Rickard awoke to the
realization of his 1.000,000 gate. It
was estimated that the total receipts
reached $1,250,000. or three times the
amount of any former championship.
The little god of luck smiled kindly
on the greatest gambler of them all.
For the past three days it had rained
incessantly, but ringtime found only
a few scattered clouds, which added
to the attraction. It was cool, an
ideal fight day.
Crowds rour Into Arena.
As early as 9 o'clock the vanguard
of the biggest and most representa
tive fight crowd ever assembled
started wending, its way into the $5
and $10 seats. At . 11 o'clock tube
trains and ferries were pouring thou
sands into Jersey City. It was an
orderly crowd.
At 1 o'clock the preliminary boys
were playing to a packed house.
There was a last-minute rush.
The seven acres of Boyle's 30 acres
on which stands Rickard's huge arena
had been scraped level and rain left
the ground soggy and wet. But the
crowd trampled merrily through the
mire with few complaints.
Everybody was there. Theodore
Roosevelt and party occupied a box.
His was only one of hundreds filled by
persons known to every schoolboy.
Mrs. Morgan Belmont and Miss Anne
Morgan headed the more than 5000
society women. Governors, mayors
of big cities, like William Hale
Thompson of Chicago: doctors, law
yers, working men, college boys and
the slickest crooks in the world
turned out for the "battle of the cen
tury." Seven hundred newspaper men and
feature writers dictating to an army
of telegraph operators sent -descriptions
of every move broadcast. Spe
cial cables gave cities of France, Eng
land and practically every other na
tion on earth a detailed account. No
battle of the world war attracted as
much attention. Writers were sent
to Jersey City from the leading Lon
don and Copenhagen journals.
POIMJ'S 1LVXD BAOLY HURT
Thumb Is Broken in Two Places in
Second Round.
MANHASSET. N. Y., July 2.
Georges Carpentier broke his right
thumb in two places and suffered a
slight wrist sprain in the second
round of his fight with Jack Demp
sey in. Jersey City this afternoon.
This was reported by Dr. Joseph
Connolly of Glen Cove, N. Y., who
examined him at his training camp
tonight.
Georges said he hurt the wrist in
the second round when he hit Demp
sey on the jaw.
Dr. Connolly's report follows:
"This is to certify that I examined
Georges Carpentier after his fight
with Jack Dempsey and found him
to be suffering from a compound
fracture of the metacarpal bone of
his right thumb and a slight wrist
sprain. These injuries have rendered
his right hand 'useless.
He said carpentier s hand was
swollen to three times its normal
size.
1 Killed, 4 Wonnded in Ireland.
DUBLIN. July 2. An official mes
sage stated that a sergeant and con
stable were killed and four con
stables wounded, two of them seri
ously when they were ambushed at
Oola, County Limerick, today.
Few bald-headed men die of con
sumption. . one . authority says.
AND MME. CARPENTIER AND DESCAJ1PS.
GORGEOUS GEORGES LOSES
TO WALRUSSAYS REPORTER
After Three and Half Rounds, Dempsey, Like Man Kissing His Sister,
Hands Carpentier Love Tap on Chin.
BY JOSEPH VAN RAALTE.
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EW YORK, July 2. (Special.)
The Walrus and the Carpentier
met this afternoon in a place
called Jersey City, with Jack Demp
sey, an athlete successful in both a
literary and financial war in the
character of the Walrus.
The Walrus and the Carnentier had
a little difference with respect to rel
ative merit to adjust and when, un
til the crack of doom, shall we have
so delightful a difference again.
r or tnree and a half rounds the
Walrus and the Carnentier demon
strated that each had mastered more
than a petty arc of the squared cir
cle of jab, swing and hook.
Three and a half rounds and then
casually, like a man kissing his sis
ter, the Walrus reached out that great
big tanned, moist, earnest arm of his.
with the tip end of his eight ounce
upholstered mitt smeared with Mrs.
Winslow's soothing syrup and handed
the Carpentier a love tap on the point
of his beautifully moulded chin.
Georges la Sprawled.
Georges sat 'sprawled in ease in his
corner, looking toward Dempsey's
corner with the air of amused interest
which we have always believed Dr.
Wilbur F. Crafts must wear when he
reads the "Lives of the Saints" like
a champ going over the sprinting rec
ords of the old boys.
What Georges saw when he gazed
into Dempsey's corner was a brown
eyed brunette with thoughtful cast
of countenance, who keeps his ar
teries of perception and emotion from
hardening by writing pieces for the
paper in perfect English.
Rufus Choate once said of Chief
Justice Lemuel Shaw of Massachu
setts, "We know that he is ugly, but
we feel that he Is great."
When you take a good long look at
Jack Dempsey one fact sticks out like
the Hapsburg lip. Jack is not pretty
but he is horribly accurate. He
hunches with the same fluency and
versatility with which he writes.
Georgea Seems Surpriaed.
Georges evidently never expected
to see hi3 opponent enter the rink
looking like father, when he gets up
early Sunday morning to mow the
lawn with a crop of face fringe like
the marshes around Coney Island in
November.
The least Dempsey could have done
would have been to have shaved. All
champions have shaved before they
entered the ring. Some of them have
shaved before they entered and then
got in and survived another close
shave. Nobody has asked Jack Demp
sey about it.
We interviewed him but thought it
better not to criticise his personal
appearance and tell him that we were
disgusted with the way his face
looked. There, are times when it is
well for a man to remember that he
may think a lot of things he has no
right to say.
Several times during the course of
the fight, Dempsey uncorked his
wicked right which means six months
in the hospital and a number of times
he shot his terrible left, which means
sudden death, only to find that
Gorgeous Georges, through a clerical
error or something had moved away.
Carpentier Slumps Dom.
Whereupon the Carpentier-Georges-
Gorgeous Georges, the idol of Paris,
France, slumped down on the resin
powdered floor cloth of the ring
and began to dream of shoes and
ships and ceiling wax and cabbages
and kings and things.
Question Why didn't Carpentier
win the fight.
Answer Why didn't the Germans
take Paris?
And be It remembered and never
for a moment permitted to be for
gotten that Georges lost n apite of
George B. Shaw, fight reporter, author
AND HIS MANAGER.
Photo from Underwood.
of plays dealing with creative evolu
tion and other foreign substances.
G. B. S. "affirmed on my reputa
tion to know what I am writing
about" that Georges was going to
carry back the heavyweight cham
pionship of the civilized world on the
new French liner, the steamship
Paris. G. B. S. said that Georges Just
simply couldn't lose.
It may have been true when Ber
nard Shaw wrote it. The trouble
was that Carpentier developed more
versatility than Shaw gave him credit
for. Shaw believed that because
Georges knocked out Beckett, the
British Fred Fulton. Georees could
clump over to Jersey City on the
cracked and clattering French stilts
of infallibility and make Jawn look
liKe a wilted wayside violet.
Just one more word for Mr Shaw
He made a big impression when he
wrote that press aeent stuff on
Georges, and some men out and
wagered a couple of centimes back
ing G. B. S.'s juderment. forsrettine
that he has been accused of being
cruelly hampered by the fact that he
never can tell a lie unless he believes
it to be the truth.
It's all right, Mr. Shaw: it's over
now and we'll forget It. "An obvious
Joke," as has been said, "is only a
successful joke. It is only the un
successful clowns who comfort them
selves with being subtle."
George Is Tall Blonde.
Georges looked well when he
climbed through the ropes. He is a
tall blonde of a nervous, sanguinary
disposition, with the finest pair of
Mack Sennetts in the ring. Far be
it from us to guild the raspberry,
as the saying goes, but you have to
hand it to Georges In the matter of
pulchritude.
He was wrapped up In a bathrobe
the color of a cup of child's cocoa.
When he turned hie back he had
every appearance of a Japanese con
gresman drinking tea In a wash bowl.
But, oh, boy, when he turned around
he sure did furnish more than a
free translation of a French Francis
N. Bushman'.
Once, in the second round, Georges
landed a Jolt on Dempsey s furry chin
and the crowd rose up on its hind
legs expecting that Jack was going
to forget what was trump. Jack has
a coarse nature and is totally Incap
able of understanding the gropings
of the refined feelings of a French
borter.
ltte Knockout .Surprise.
We were surprised when Carpentier
was knocked out in the fourth round
We thought Jack would get him in
the first. However, the fourth was
as good as any other round.
A young man who sat next to us
at the fight said that Carpentier lost
the fight because he exceeded the
sleep limit. He also told us that he
belonged to the American Legon and
hoped Dempsey would lose because he
was a slacker.
"Dempsey was too proud to fight,"
he said.
Our average of gratitude is all
right. For. if, in absurd hysteria, we
laud a good pug Into a great one we
preserve the unities by using him for
a door mat later on.
Wiping your feet on Dempsey has
to be done in gang fashion. If you
don't believe it, ask Carpentier.
Mexicans Get Fight Bulletins.
MEXICO CITY. July 2. Bulletins
on the Carpentier-Dempsey fight
were received at the foreign clubs.
Little surprise was occasioned by the
outcome.
South America for Carpentier.
BUENOS AIRES. July 2. Streets In
front of the newspaper offices here
were blocked this afternoon with
huge crowds partial . to . Carpentier,
CARPENTIER ALWAYS
FAVORITE OF CROWD
Approbation Roared Loudly
When Dempsey Slips.
ALL LINES BLAZE FORTH
Bootleggers Rub Elbows AVlth
Lawyers and Society Matrons to
See Poilu Fight Bravely.
(Continued From First Page.)
found a measure of comparative com
fort. All Lines Blaze Forth.
Actress ladies in makeup and also
some few in citizens clothes jostle
against society leaders and those who
follow in their wake. The arts, tne
sciences, the drama, commerce, poli
tics, the bench, the bar, the great
newly-risen bootlegging industry
11 these have sent their pink, their
pick and their perfection to grace
this great occasion. A calling over
of the names of the occupants of more
highly - priced reservations would
sound like reading the first hundred
pages of who's ballyhoo in America.
Far away and high up behind them,
their figures cutting the sky line or
the mighty wooden bowl, are perched
the pedestrian classes. They are on
the outer edge of even this if not
actually in it.
Bout after bout Is staged, is fought
out, is finished. Few know who the
fighters are and nobody particularly
cares. Who is Interested in flea
biting contests when he came to see
a combat between young bull ele
phants? Joe Humphrey, the human
cave of the winds, bulks as a greater
figure of interest as he vouches for
the proper identities of these mute, in
glorious preliminary scrappers than
do the scrappers themselves.
Poilu Geta Great Ovation.
Governor Edwards of ..New Jers-ey
comes at 1:411; tne zirst gooa soiia
knockdown in the ring at 1:36. Both
are heartily approved, with loud
thunders of applause. Not everyone
can be the anti-dry sport-loving gov
ernor of a great commonwealth but
a veritable nobody can win popular
approval on a day like this by shov
ing his jaw in front of a winged fist.
There are short cuts to fame, though
painful'
At intervals a zealous member of
Governor Edward's staff rises up,
majestic in his indignation,, and de
mands to know why some presump
tious commoner is permitted to stand
or stoop in front of his excellency.
One almost would think the governor
was a new laid egg and that this
gentleman laid him. No less a per
sonage than Tad Dorgan, himself a
famous fight impresario, is ejected
from the sacred precincts.
It's 3 o'clock. Prompt on the ap
pointed hour, for once in the history
of chamrionship goes, the men are
brought forth on time. Carpentier
comes first, slim, boyish, a trifle pale
and drawn looking, to rr.y way of
thinking. He looks more like a col
lege athlete than a professional
bruiser. A brass band plays the Mar
seillaise. Ninety odd thousand men
and women stand to greet him or
maybe the better to see him and he
gets a tremendous heartening ova
tion. Dempsey follows within two min
utes. A mighty roar salutes him, too.
as he climbs into the ring and seats
himself within the arc of a huge
floral horseshoe, but so near as may
be Judged the applause for him, an
American born, is not so sincere or
spontaneous as the applause which
has been visited upon the French
man. He grins, while photographers
flock into the ring to focus their
boxes first on one and then on the
other.
Dempsey Appears Sulky.
Dempsey sitting there makes me
think of a smoke-stained Japanese
war idol; Carpentier, by contrast,
suggests an Olympian runner carved
of fine-grained white Ivory. Parti
sans howl their approval at the
champion. He refuses to acknowl
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suddenly grown sulky because his re
ception was no greater than it was.
A little crown of ring officials sur
round Dempsey. There is some dis
pute seemingly over the tapes In
which his mobby brown hands are
wrapped. Carpentier, ' except for one
solicitous fellow countryman, is left
quite alone in his corner.
Dempsey keeps his eyes fixed on
his fists. Carpentier studies him
closely across the IS feet which sepa
rate them. The Gaul is losing his
nervous air. He Is living proof to
give the lie to the old fable that all
Frenchmen are excitable.
Populace Llkea George.
Overhead airplanes are buzzing and
their droning notes come down to be
smitten and flung up again on the
crest of the vast upheaval of sound
rising from the earth. A tiresome
detail of utterly useless announce
ments is ended at last.
As the fighters are introduced
Dempsey makes a begrudged bow.
but Carpentier. standing up. is given
such an ovation as never before an
alien fighter received on American
soil. It is more plain by this test
who is the sentimental favorite. The
bettors may favor Jack, the populace
likes Georges.
Without handshaking they spring
together. Carpentier lands the first
blow. Dempsey plainly enraged,' is
fast. Carpentier is faster still. But
his blows seem to be wild, misplaced,
while Dempsey plants punishing licks
with swift, short strokes. The first
half minute tells me the story. The
Frenchman is going to be licked. I
think, and that without loss of time.
A tremendous roar goes up as Demp
sey brings the first blood with a
glancing lick on the side of his op
ponent's nose, it increases as the
Frenchman is shoved half through
the ropes. The first round is Demp
sey's all the way. He has flung Car
pentier aside with thrusts of his
shoulders. He has shoved him about
almost at will.
Carpentier Shows Speed.
But midway of the second round
Carpentier shows a flash of the won
derful speed for which he is known.
With the speed he couples an un
suspected power. He is not fighting
the defensive run-away-and-come-again
fight that was expected of him.
He stands toe to toe with Dempsey
and trades 'em. He shakes Dempsey
with a volley of terrific right-handed
clouts which fall with such speed you
do not see them. You only see that
they have landed and that Dempsey is
bordering on the state technically
known as groggy. It is a wonderful
recovery for the Frenchman, xlis ad
mirers shriek to him to put Dempsey
out. To my mind the second round
Is his by a gojd margin. Given more
weight I am sure now that he would
win. Yet I still feel sure that Demp
sey's superiority In gross tonnage and
his greater attitude at in-fighting
will wear the lesser man down and
make him lose.
Third Round Dempaey'a.
The third round is Dempsey's, from
bell to bell. He makes pulp of one
of Carpentier's smooth cheeks. He
pounds him on the silken skin over
his heart. He makes a xylophone
of the challenger's short ribs. The
Frenchman circles and swoops, but
the drubbing he gets makes him 'un
certain in his swings. Most of his
blows' go astray. They fly over Demp
sey's hunched shoulders and spend
themselves in the air.
In the fourth round after one min
ute and sixteen seconds of hard fight
ing fighting, which on Carpentier's
part is defensive comes the fore-ordained
and predestined finishment. I
see a quick flashing of naked bodies
writhing in and out, joining and sep
arating. I hear the flop, flap, flop of
leather bruising human flesh. Car
pentier is almost spent that much Is
plain to everyone. A great spasmodic
sound part gasp of anticipation,
part groan of dismay, part outcry of
exultation rises from nearly a hun
dred thousand throats.
Carpentier totters out of clinch, his
face is all spotted with small red
clots. He plunges Into the air then
slips away, retreating before Demp
sey's onslaught, trying to recover by
footwork. Dempsey walks into him
almost deliberately, like a man run
ning to finish a hard job of work in
workmanlike shape. His right arm
crooks up and in like a scimitar. His
right fist falls on the Frenchman's
exposed and swollen Jaw, falls again
in the same place even as Carpentier
is sliding down along the ropes. Now
the Frenchman is lying on his side.
Defeated Alan Gallant.
Dempsey knows the contract is fin
ished or as good as finished. Al
most nonchalantly he waits with his
legs spraddled and his elbows akimbo
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At the toll of eight Carpentier is
struggling to his knees, beaten, but
with the instinct of a gallant fight
ing man, refusing to acknowledge it.
At nine he is up on the legs which
almost refuse to support him. On his
twisted face is the look of a sleep
walker. It is the rule of the ring that not
even a somnambulist may be spared
the finishing stroke. Thumbs down
means the killing below and the
thumbs are all down now for the
stranger.
For the hundreth part of a sec
ondone of those flashes of time in
which an event is photographed upon
the memory to stay there forever,
enough printed In Indelible colors I
see the Frenchman staggering, slip
ping, sliding forward to his fate. His
face is toward me and I am aware
that on his face is no vestige of con
scious intent. Then the image of him
is blotted out by the intervening bulk
of the winner. Dempsey's right arm
swings upward with the unfailing em
phasis of an oak cudgel and the
muffed fist at the end of it lands
again on its favored target, the
Frenchman's Jaw.
Frenchman Holds Tp.
The thud of its landing can be heard
above the hysterical shrieking of host.
The Frenchman seems to shrink In for
a good six inches. It is as though
that crushing impact has telescoped
him. He folds up into a pitiably
meager compass and goes down heav
ily and again lies on the floor, upon
his right side, his face half covered
by his arms as though even in the
stupor following that deadly collision
between his face and Dempsey's fist,
he would protect his vulnerable parts.
From where I sat writing this I can
see one of his eyes and his mouth.
The eye is blinking weakly, the mouth
is gaping, and the Hps work as though
he chewed a most bitter mouthful. I
do not -think he is entirely uncon
scious. He is only utterly helpless.
His legs kick out like the legs of a
cramped swimmer. Once he lifts him
self half way to his haunches. But
the effort is his last. He has flat
tened down again and still the referee
has progressed only in his fatal su
of simple addition as far as "six."
Dempaey'a Confidence Evident.
My gaze shifts to Dempsey. He has
moved over into Carpentier's corner
and stands there, his arms extended
on, the ropes in a posture of resting.
He has no doubt of the outcome. He
scarcely shifts his position while the
count goes on. I have never seen
prizefighter in the moment of triumph
behave so. But his expression proves
that he is merely waiting. His lips
lift in a snarl until all his teeth show.
Whether this be a token of contempt
for the hostile majority in the crowd
or merely his way of expressing his
satisfaction Is not for me to say.
The picture lingers In my mind after
the act itself is ended. Behind Demp
sey is a background of gray clouds
swollen and gross with unspilt rain.
The snowy-white horizontals of the
padded guard ropes cut across him
at knee and 'hip and shoulder line.
Otherwise his figure stands out clear.
a knobby figure with tons of unex
pended energy still held in reserve
within it. The referee is close at hand
tolling off the inexorable tails, of the
count "seven, eight, nine" but one
scarcely is cognizant of the referee's
presence or of his arithmetic, either.
Carpentier's Mouth Bleeds.
I see only that gnarled form lolling
against the ropes and, eight feet away,
the slighter, crumpled shape of the
beaten Frenchman, with its kicking
legs and its sobbing mouth from
which a little stream of blood runs
down upon the lolled chin.
In a hush which instantaneously
descends and as instantaneously is
ended the referee swings his arm
down like a semaphore and chants
out "ten."
The rest is a muddle and mess of
confusion Dempsey stooping over
Carpentier as though wishful to lift
him to his feet; then Dempsey encir
cled by a dozen policemen who for
some reason feel called upon to sur
round him; two weeping French help
ers dragging Carpentier to his corner
and propping him upon a stool; Car
pentier's long slim legs dangling as
they lift him, and his feet slithering
in futile fashion upon the resined
canvas; Dempsey swinging his arms
aloft in token of appreciation for
the whoops and cheers which flow
toward him; all sorts of folks crowd
ing into the ring; Dempsey marching
out, convoyed by an entourage of his
admirers; Carpentier, deadly pale, and
most bewildered looking with a for
lorn, mechanical smile plastered on
his face, shaking hands with some
body or other, and then the ring is
empty of all save Humphreys, the
orator, who announces a concluding
"HISTORY REPEATS ITSELF'
I SOLD 52,000
RAMBLER BICYCLES,
CAN I sell;
52 THOUSAND
CO
and FABRIC
IRE
bout between Billy Miske and .Jack
Renault.
Challenger Never Haa Chance.
As I settle back now to watch with
languid interest this anti-climax
three things stand out in my mem
ory as the high points of the big
fight, so far as I personally am con
cerned. The first is that Carpentier
never had a chance. In the one round
which properly belonged to him he
fought himself out. He trusted to
his strength when his refuge should
have been In his speed.
The second thing is that vision of
him, doubled up on his side, like a
frightened, hurt boy and yet striv
ing to heave himself up and, take
added punishment from a foe against
whom he had no shadow of hope.
The third and the most outstand
ing will be my recollection of that
look in Dempseys' lowering front
when realization came to him that a
majority of the tremendous .audience
were partisans of the foreigner.
Sidelights of the Big Fight.
'It's Just as I expected." declared Hy-
rum Dempsey. father of the champion.
as he heard the result of the fight a mo
ment after it was flashed into the Salt
Lake Telegram by the Associated Press.
Some day." continued the smillns father.
"someone is coins to beat Jack, but that
day has not arrived. I expected Carpen
tier to have put up a stirrer fight. 1 do
not like to see a handsome boy like Car
pentier lose, but all the time I felt that
Jack would win, and. ot course. X am
glad that he did."
Announcement was made after the con
test that 90,000 persons had witnessed tha
battle. The receipt totaled 91,600,000.
Governor Sproul of Pennsylvania, who
was invited by Governor Edwards of New
Jersey to be his guest at the big fight.
would not attend because he did not be
lieve the people of Pennsylvania would
like it.
The folks who were closer to the ring
In today's big fight than anyone els
couldn't see a thing. They were the wire
chiefs, under the ring, beneath the boxers'
feet. They could hear a knockout, but
couldn't tell who won.
Dempsey slept without interruption from
10 o'clock Friday night until 7 in the
morning and awoke in a happy frame of
mind. His breakfast consisted ot two
boiled eggs, toast and a pot of tea.
Before leaving hia Atlantic City train
ing camp. Dempsey presented Mike Trant,
the Chicago detective sergeant who has
acted as his bodyguard, with a diamond
Elk pin as a memento of hia days in the
champion's camp.
The champion did not let the bout affect
his appetite. When the call came for
dinner. Jack was first "among those pres
ent." Before luncheon, the champion en
gaged in a pool game with M'xyor Bader
of Atlantic City. Later Mayor Hague of
Jersey City and othe.' city officials called.
Just before 1 o'clock Jack stole upstairs
for an hour's nap before getting ready to
go to the ringside. .
Mrs. Mae Brown of Chicago, a friend
of Dempsey, and his forebearing landlady
in the days of "slim pickings." that pre
ceded his rise In the pugilistic world, ar
rived Friday night with two pairs of band
some white silk trunks, one of which the
champion selected to wear in the ring
today. Mrs. Brown's ideas of the stylish
thing in belts, however, did not coincide
with Dempsey's, and he had her remodel
the red, white and blue belt she had made.
...
The challenger lost his way on reaching
Boyle's Thirty Acres; He stood puzzled
outside as to which way to take. Two
guides went out and piloted them in.
Francois Descamps. the Frenchman's man
ager, entered the arena chattering to him
self, with Parisian abandon and gesticulat
ing as ha marched to the dressing room a
few feet ahead of the challenger. -
GIANT TANKER LAUNCHED
Largest Vessel Built on West Coast
Enters Water.
OAKLAND, Cal., July 2. The
Southern Pacific oil tanker Tamiahu,
said by company officials to be the
largest vessel ever built on the Pa
cific coast, was launched at the
Moore Shipbuilding company's plant
tonight. Mrs. William Sproule, wife
of the president of the Southern Pa
cific company, sponsored the craft..
The Tamiahu is 620 feet long over
all. has a total load displacement of
23,000 tons, and is designed to make
a speed of 11 knots an hour. She will
carry 100,000 barrels of oil and cost
$3,250,000.
Early today the Shell Oil company
tanker Ampullaria, ' 8400 tons, was
launched at the Union Construction
company's shipyard here.
Madame Curie Home.
CHERBOURG, France, July 2.
Madame Marie Curie, co-discoverer
of radium, arrived here today on
board the steamer Olympic
ML O
WE DROPPED 30 AND 50 PER CENT.
OTHERS ARE GRADUALLY DROPPING.
30 to 50
SMOOTH "P" $12.90
HEAVY "P" TREAD $14.90
TENTH
AND
STARK
BROADWAY
AND
ANKENY '
PORTLAND, OR.