THE GREAT BOXING CONTEST

Dominion, Volume 14, Issue 284, 25 August 1921, Page 7

THE GREAT BOXING CONTEST

VIVID DESCRIPTION OF DEMPSEYCARPENTIER MILL HOW CARPENTIER WAS DEFEATED INTERESTING DETAILS The fighter defeated the boxer. While Jupiter Pluvius and Old Sol battled for 5 supremacy aloft over Boyle’s Thirty Acres in Jersey City on Saturday, July B, Jack Dempsey successfully defended lais title of heavy-weight champion of the world. The end came suddenly, but not so suddenly that it was wholly unexpected. The way had been paved for the climax by a series of body punches, delivered, ut close range, that had tapped the vitality and stamina of Georges Carpentier until it was no longer possible fur the game Drench challenger to withstand the punishment, and he crumpled on the floor a beaten, . but far from being a disgraced, man.) . Two rights, accurately timed, perfectly aimed and delivered with all the power the massive shoulder of the American champion' could generate, stretched the Gallic challenger on the Teeined canvas for the count of ten seconds. Couragei ously Carpentier strove to summon power enough to rise and continue the battle, but, while his spirit was still unconquered, nature had been beaten, and, after a vain attempt to rise after being floored for the second time, the blond idol and war hero of France toppled over on his side and, with arms crumpled beneath his head, he was compelled to listen to the referee, Hairy Ertle, as he droned off the seconds. It was agonising torture for Carpentier. His head was clear, but a right under the heart had rendered him helpless from the waist down. He was virtually paralysed in his legs—those same study, speedy legs about which so much had been written in advance and upon which his supporters had counted to carry him to victorv. Mentally | awake to all that was going on, Georges was asleep physicThe end came in the fourth xound after one minute and sixteen seconds had been clicked into history by the timer’s watch. Twice during that round , Carpentier had been floored. After about one minute’s fighting ho was sent toppling to his hands and knees and thence to his right side by a heavy left hook, quickly followed by a pile-driving right. Both .these blows (landed high on his cheek! Had either of ' them crashed flush on the pointoof the jaw the button, as it is know* in fistic Parlance—the battle would have been ended. As ’ Vthe left crashed against the side of his head Carpentier's knees sagged. Hi step forward and ifnlea-ed c right. It missed its mark. It was wo high. It landed on the cheek bone, but it served its purpose m T«t. » Ethe Frenchman slumped still lower a H l vlst O1 thro7g°\n I th e 18 ar r en a it seemed that the end had come. A heavv silqhcq fell over tn© cr Ertle’e voice was plainly audible as © tolled off the seconds. When hereachj °tXh of" the prostrate X'begli of spry that it appeared ns if he bad succeeded in clearing h« brain recovered all his faculties. realised eey was not to be denied. He real ised that the hour of victory was at hand He knew that the psychological moment had arrived when' he must summon, all his power to end the bout. His Last Stand.

As Carpentier regained his feet and lightly pranced away, Dempsey at him, leading a light left., Jiiow landed higll upon- Carpentier s head. It ' served the purpose. The ; Frenchman i threw up his guard, and his body—that body which had withstood the most severe punishment it had ever been sub- • jected to during the previous rou^ s < was left unprotected. It was the opening sought. The champion poised himself, aud, almost quicker, than, the cye . could follow, he unlimbered Iron Mike.” as he calls that right of his. There was a swish through the air, and a heavy thud as of a solid something landing in a soft mass. The landed just beneath the heart. As the Frenchman started to fall, Deippsey quickly drove his right to the jaw, and the question of ring supremacy was settled beyond the matter of a doubt The defeat of Carpentier came at a time when the fight belonged to either .of the mon. Whereas Dempsey had shaken Carpentier in the first round, and had him very much distressed when the gong sounded at the close of the session, the Frenchman came back strongly in the second, refreshed by the minute s rest, stepped sprightly around Dempsey . and jabbing with his rapier-like left. It was evident that the challenger had determined to give the champion all the room he wanted.. He backed away continually while Dempsey shuffled after him over on the alert for an opening that would give him the opportunity fo crash either left or right into his opponent's body or cross either hand to the jaw.

Descamps Is Chalk-White,

In his corner the blanched face of Fifancoia Dcsdamps showed above the ring .floor. It was almost chalk-white. In °that expression there was untold agony and disappointment. -Ho seemed unable to realise that his charge, the idol of Europe, the protege he had chaperoned through so many ring battles, had had his long-cherished chance to win the heavyweight championship of tho world and had failed-f ailed not as the weakling fails, but had gone down fighting gamely to the last ounce of his strength and was still willing and anxions to get up to continue the fray had not his battered form refused to respond. . . , Dempsey hovered about as the ten seconds were being counted over Carpentier and then he was the first to reach tho’challenger, lift him to hie feet and help him to his corner. There were cheers for the champion, but it is doubtful whether he heard them. It was not until Teddy Hayes, his trainer, told him of tho crowd’s ovation that ho stood up in his corner and clinched his gloved hands together high above his head in response. Only once did the semblance of a smile flit across his face and then it was merely the twitching of the cornets of his mouth. It is probable that Dempsey was thinking of the monstrous, ovation that had been accorded Carpentier when he was introduced from the ring, a demonstration that dwarfed into insignificance that which had been accorded the champion a moment earlier. It is probable that Dempsey was thinking that he had scored a double knock-out, one on Carpentier and the other on those who had been pulling so hard for.hie own overthrow. In his corner as his seconds worked over him it is probable that Carpentier was obeoesed with the painful thought

that as long as Dempsey wears the purple his chance to realise siis ambition of becoming the world’s champion was but an idle dream, a bubble that had been punctured in the presence of the greatest crowd that ever witnessed a boxing bout. What Dempsey Said Afterwards.

With a bashfulness unusul in a world’s champion, Jack Dempsey came to New York City almost unnoticed. Coming to New: York in the automobile of William Heppenheimer, the Jersey City banker, at whose home he stopped Friday night, Dempsey slipped into the Hotel Belmont unobserved by, any but the porters and elevator operators. He went at once to the suite of rooms retained by his manager. Jack Kearns, and had dinner served there. About 10.15 Dempsey, whose exact, whereabouts since dinner was kept a secret by Kearns, came down pn ,an elevator, and almost ran the few intervening steps to the Park Avenue entrance of the notel and called for la taxicab. Dempsey smiled when halted at the curb, by a group of newspaper men, shook hands all around as he received their congratulations.', “Will you make a comment upon the fight?” he was asked. “Well, I’m glad it's over, ’ he replied with a grin. “What do you think of Carpentier? “He’s a nice boy,” said the champion. "I must say he’s a clever kid.” When told that Carpentier had broken his thumb, Dempsey said he had not heard of it. "If that is so, I am very sorry it happened," he said. In reply to a question as to where he wae going, Dempsey said ho was merely going, to have a visit with friends. He said it would be a private gathering, and that he did not intend to accept any of the several invitations to visit public restaurants. Dempse.y said he expected to lemain in New York City for about two weeks and he then would probably go to Salt Lake City, Utah, to see his mother. He then jumped in the taxicab and started awayBefore coming to New York Dempsey held an informal reception at the Union League Club, 295 York Street, Jersey City. He shook hands there for twenty minutes. Governor Edwards, of New. Jersey, did not return to the club.— “Now York Times.”