Bismarck daily tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1881-1916, 1909-12-05

! If dreams come true, Jack Johnson
is doomed to defeat. Jeffries dreamed
recently that he put the big black out
in four rounds. Many persons believe
dreams go by contraries. The follow
! ing story of his vision as told by Big
| JEFF is interesting enough for repro
| duction:
"Fou.: rounds was all the fight went.
and l won with left hook to the Jaw.
AS remember the thing now, 1t was a
very warm day. had never fought In
the open air before and the light kept
me squirting all the time. Johnson
and I tossed a coin for corners and he
won, taking the chair with the sun to
his back. In my corner the sun was
right in my eyes, and Kid Mccoy, who
was behind me, held a parasol over
my head as sat there waiting for the
bell to ring. He kept telling me
funny stories. Tim McGrath was a
great fellow for taking mans mind
off the fight by telling these stories,
and Mccoy had me giggling like a big
kid at the jokes.
81 was a bit nervous at that. My
first real fight in about seven years,
you know, and the mob, buzzing and
looking at me, like gawks, made me
fdgetty. I don't remember about the
first three rounds except that missed
lot. My eye wasn't right for dis
lance. I could see Johnson's black,
shining head in front of me, but every
time let go it seemed that he wasn't
there. The sun was awfully warm on
my head and shoulders. It reminded
me of the night I fought Sharkey.
They had about 10000 electric lights
over the ring for the moving pictures
and it was like fighting in an oven.
"Old Billy Jordan was the referee
yes, remember Bill hopping around.
Seems funny having Jordan as ref
cree, but remember that we had an
awful fuss over the referee and finally
all hands decided that Billy was the
one man who suited us all.
1.-THE sun that day was low, and If l
ever got that side of the ring where 1t
hit me In the face I always backed
|
and had my back to 1t.
/ INV mouth was swollen from jabs,
7 remember, and it felt as though
bee had stung me. Neither one OF
us was bleeding at all. know that
nv lbs bothered me and the knuckle
on nv right hand was bad from where
I belted Johnson on the head. When
1 went to my corner In the third
round Mccoy told me to slam when
Johnson did and that the chances of
a clean punch were better if I could
connect.
1--WE got close together after the
bell and exchanged punches to the
body. I know mine seemed to sting
him, as he fell on my shoulder just
for q second after we landed. Some
one. or rather all, in my corner were
waving their hands to rush him. l
waded in and forced him toward his
corner. He shot out his left at my
nose again and l hooked the left over
on his chin.
"'There he goes!' they yelled. He
fell on the ropes and just sank like
a brick chimney hit in the middle by
a cannon ball. His knees sagged and
refused the weight Of his body. His
head hit the lower rope and as Jordan
counted 10 seconds off stood against
the post in my corner. I could hear
the bowls, JEFF wins! Jeff wins!'
Il guess 1 was so excited that
woke up and then again heard, JEFF
wins!' / rubbed my eyes and sat up
to listen. It was Berger on the phone
in the hall telling Gotch that won a
bet from him that we left to Berger
to decide. Yes, jeff wins Berger
kept saying, and then jumped out
of bed to tell him about the dream.
I'm pretty good on dreams and
think that one will come true surely
The very fact Of me knocking him
out with my left is so true that II
1 makes me feel good. never knocked
a man out in my life with right.hand
punch. I never put all of my force
into a punch, either, except in this
dream. and I sure did unbutton that
with a vengeance"
L