The Salt Lake herald-Republican. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1909-1918, 1909-08-30
TT-SUMMERS
FIGHT A BEAUT
Promoter M'IntoSh Tells About
Spectacular Contest Held
at London.
ENGLISH RING is QUEER
YANKEE METHODS OF BOXING
WERE EYEoPENERs.

New York, Aug. 2S.-Hugh Mcintosh
saw the recent Britt-Summers fight =
London, and he pronounces il the most
spectacular affair he had ever witnessed.
The thoughts Of it seemed to crowd in
upon his aim IN life-the promotion Of
the Jeffries-Johnson fight.
It will never forget the finish Of that
fight as long as I live. Britt did get
some sort of a count. I won't say 1t
was short, for, man alive, no one in
that vast crowd heard, I doubt If the
referee. whoever he was. heard the
numbers as they rolled from his lips.
1T was like this. Britt had made a
particularly game showing up TO the
last. He had been floored in the second,
mind. and ne lay as If hit by a bolt Of
lightning. I never expected to see him
wiggle a foot in time. 1t looked like a
clean out But Jimmy did get up and he
landed a jolly right on Summers jaw
and tumbled Mr. Englishman on his
back The bell saved Summers.
1T went on till the ninth. Britt had
been fighting savagely and making
Summers go a bit. While trying to side
step he ran full tilt into a right hand
punch. Britt wilted and topped dead
in his own corner. Then it all hap
pened.
Sponge Is New.
"A Yankee second doing as I have
seen them do here, took a wet sponge
and doused the PROSTATE Britt from
head to foot. 1t was new in England.
that trick. Summers, though he might
have known of il, few out Of his corner
and dashed across the ring, kicking at
the offending second. Several ATneri-
cans reached up and grabbed for him.
In a seconds TINS that corner was a
whirling. fighting. kicking mass Of hui
mans. Britt in the meantime had got
up. The referee was over on the other
side of the ring and counting meekly to
himself. I don't say that the gentleman
counted fast, but I'll stake my life that
neither Britt nor any other man heard
the call.
Britt had his hands up and was ready
to continue when the arbitrator an
nounced that he had been knocked out
Of time and that Summers was the
winner by a clean cut. Picture that
scene. They are not used to Open-air
contests over there, and it was a victory
for man who was fighting in his own
section of London, the very place where
the ring was pitched. 1t was at Canning
Town. Home of a million burglars, my
boy. One of the rabid sections OF Lon
don. Here was Summers, their boy,
beating Jimmy Britt, the champion
lightweight of America, as they really
believed him to be. When the referee
told them tnat it was over, you never
saw such a sight. These fellows swarmed
over the hobbies and into the ring. Up
went the union jack and Summers was
boosted on high and carried to his quar-
tiers by a bowling, shrieking mob. I've
| looked upon some British demonstra-
lions, but I never expect to see such a
sight again.
Great Applause.
"a returning regiment, shattered and
torn, never drew the laundering ap-
plause that little Johnny did. 1t &C
tualIy made the tears run down my
cheeks They were so honest about it
and they did mean it so. Poor little
Jimmie. He's a good sort. He told me
afterward that he never heard the
count, and he couldn't have. OF course,
it hurt his chances a lOt-that whipping
by Summers. I asked him if he still
wanted to go to Australia, but he seemed
so dOwnhearted that didn't press the
matter.
I'm glad that he won't go. We have
two boys over there who would knock
the head off his shoulders. Britt hasn't
his punch any more. True. he hit john
ny with his famous left and Summers
went to his corner several times hold
ing his ribs. But Britt lacks the dash
and strength to put away the young,
strong fellows of today. I guess his sun
is set"