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danger, and after the size-up in the
early rounds Of the contest took the
lead. He had the Australian whipped
from the ninth round
Jeffries fought from crouching at
titude that was hard to get at. He
held his head low, his back was bent
down and his left arm extended. He
kept jabbing away with the left and
found nc trouble in landing it, 1t was
there that his superior reach told. That
giant arm served as a sort of human
fender to ward off danger.
The Associated press thus wildly de-
scribes the battle:
When they squared off Jeffrles looked 30
pounds to the good. The opening round was a
tryout, pure and simple and not blow of an
effective nature was landed First one was the
pace-maker and then the other essayed the
pressing They were almost equally active and
the clever work recompensed the crowd for the
lack of excitement. The second round began
in business-lke way with Jefries trying his
left. Ftzsimmons then took turn but was
short Just as the round closed Jeffries downed
Fitzsimmons with hard straight left on the
Jaw. The champion came up slowly in dazed
sort Of way and reeled toward his man. The
crowd cheered Jeffries, but the gong ended the
round,
FitzsmmonS rallied in the second and was ag-
RreSsive In the third. Fitzsimmons was bleed
ing but fighting viciously. He made the pace,
but it was the Calfornian's round The fourth
was fast but not decisive. Fit2Smmons made
his best showing during the fifth He began the
round with punch that opened Jefferies left
eye and sent little torrent Of blood coursing
down his cheek. He forced JeffreS against the
ropes, but the Californian slipped away from
him. He made Jeffries hug again. but then
the round ended and Jeffries was back and
fighting FitZsimmons was the aggressor in
the SIXTH and, that too was his round he
tried all of his tricks with his left and right,
but was unable 20 place them
right, He closed with a strong right
uppercuh but that, too, was blocked. The sew
oath might be said to have been Fitzsimmons'
but he did no particular damage with his
punches. The eighth saw the beginning Of the
end, for Fitzsmmons never regained his balance
after that round. Jefries began the round with
straight left on the face that again brought
the blood out of his opponents mouth. The
Cornishman staggered against the ropes, but
came back again for another facer There was
fear in FitzsimmonS' corner and Julian yelled
to Fitzsimmons to be careful. Fitzsmmons
planted one of his lefts on Jeffries' jaw and
staggered him against the ropes. t1tzsimmons
looked like q beaten man.
The ninth was all Jeffries. He sent the Aus
tralian's head back with u series of lefts put
his right on the body and avoided any serious
punishment. Fitzsimmons kept pressing for
ward all the time however, but was unable to
find his opponent
The tenth was in reality where the fight end
ed. Jenries rushed his opponent and downed
him with left swing, FitzSimmons seemed
out and there was moment Of the widest eX-
element Julian ran along the side of the ring
and sprinkled water on his fallen idol.
At the end of seven seconds Fitzsimmons stag
gered to his feet only to 20 down again. He
was up again and JeffrieS poised himself for the
finish. He shot his left to the body and tried
for the head with his right. He was calm and
collected but the time was too short Again
did the gong come to the aid of the man who
was going, staggering and dazed, to certain de-
feat. There was frantic effort to revive the
champion OF champions, but he was clearly
zone and his seconds could not restore him.
The fate-lil1e gong changed again and the old
fighter wabbed out to meet the sturdy young
Hercules who awaited him. 1t was as cour-
ageous and gritty as q dash up to the firing line
in battle, but it was hopeless. They were to-
gether. 1t was a splendid moment and full OF
all that dramatic intensity that characterizes
tragedy. JeflrieS was as fresh as at the start.
There was u moment of sparring and the giant
arms of the Californian shot through the air.
1t was left and right-and over. Fitzsmmons,
limp and unconscious, dropped to the floor.
Jeffries stepped back, for he knew the force that
he had put behind his terrible blows. The timers
called of the seconds that counted out an old
ring hero and heralded in another, but nobody
heard them The crowd was on its feet howl
ing. There was q rush for the ring, but scores
of bluecoats barred the way. Ten seconds are
short and when the tenth had come there was
new roar of excitement to welcome the victor.
Julian, Hickey, Kenny aAd Everhardt gathered
up the PROSTATE man. He was still in trance.
They carried him to his corner and little
blood oozed from his mouth as his head fell
forward on his chest. The new hero crossed the
ring and shook the hand of his rival after which
he was surrounded by his friends who hustled
him from the ring and into his dressingroom.
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