Richmond planet. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1883-1938, 1910-07-09

maker again as they passed each
other going to rheir corners and
Jeff was looking very much the worse
for wear.
ROUND TENDON fiddled and
Johnson Tented. but Jen did not
come in. Johnson tried another
left, but Jef stepped away. On his
next attempt he landed on Jen's face
and then they clinched. Jeff
all this time had not landed a real
blow. Jen tried a right counter,
but it didn't go through: then they
clinched. Jeff was half-hearted in
his lead. and it brought nothing
more than a clinch. Johnson shot
over a straight right and landed on
Jen's face. 1t was a clean blow
starting just as JEFF came in. John
son landed a hard left on Jef's stom-
ach, and all that Jef could do was
to plant both his hands on the Negroes
ribs. In the clinch which followed
this Johnson did effective work with
his short arm punches, landing left
and right on Jehries's face. Jeff
essayed another lead when they came
TO the clinch. JEFF appeared tired
as he went TO his corner. and his
handlers looked worried Johnson
on the other hand, was keeping
cool and nobody in his corner was
the least bit fustered Mrs. Johnson
from about the sixth row on the
West side of the arena. signalled to
Johnson that he was doing great
work. Keep it up, JACK" she
shouted.
ROUND ELEVEN-They fddled
for an opening. and Johnson landed
a light right on Jeff's cheek as they
clinched. in the clinch Johnson land
ed hard left on Jeff's chin. AS Jeff
broke away Johnson was right on
top of him with the worst of II in
this encounter, but left and right.
but Jef's attempts were like paving
the air. He got all he made an at
tempt TO get back. IL did not seem
to worry the Negro one bit. John
son was working his close blows 20
perfection, and in every clinch he
managed TO land a right or left-hand
uppercut. Jeffs judgment Of dis
lance was pitiful to look at He
was splitting quantities Of blood and
breathing laborious1y. Johnson was
worrying him greatly, and he was
holding on. Johnson was working
his famous short arm punches like
piston rods. AS they broke away-he
turned Jeff's head clear around with
a left on the jaw A clinch followed
with Jen doing il all. He didn't
seem to have the punch and Johnson
was landing almost as he pleased.
A straight right on the chin caught
Jeff and he wobbled He pushed his
hands before him. trying TO hit the
big Negro, but Johnson banged a
left on the bleeding mouth just as
the round closed. 1t was all John
sons round. and there was no betting
against him anywhere.
ROUND TWELVE-Jem was wor-
ried, for, try as he would, he could
not reach Johnson: but he must
feiut. and every time he came in he
caught a left or right somewhere
where Il hurt In the clinches that
followed Johnson put three more
rights on Jeff's jaw and Jeff clung TO
him. He was showing his punish
ment very plainly. and was weaken
ing fast He did not try 20 hit John
son. He was hugging ali the while.
Johnson meantime was landing hard
lefts and rights on JeT's nose mouth
and jaw. Jen was getting very tired
and his face was covered with blood.
As he hddled around for a breaka-
way Johnson caught him with anoth-
er hard right and a straight left and
he clinched again. AS they broke.
Johnson landed another left in the
face and brought his right over on
the jaw for good measure. Johnson
went TO his corner smiling and Jen
was very tired.
ROUND THIRTEEN-Jen worked
slowly toward Johnson and essayed
a left hand feint. which produced a
clinch. Here Johnson called to
friend In the crowd over Jef's shout
der: Hello. Tom" Jen's efforts
very very clumsy. In the next pas
sage Johnson planted another left
on Jen's nose and also brought his
right over. One left followed anoth-
or from Johnson, and they landed
where he aimed them. Then there
was a clinching Jem was not near
~ as steady on his feet as the Negro
was. In the clinches he brought his
left into JohnsOn's stomach and John
son looked over his shoulder and
never made an attempt 10 resist the
punches aimed at his ribs. This
looked like the beginning of the end
Johnson landed a left and right on
Jef's face. Jem clinched, and John
son mercilessly beat away at him.
Jeff was a sight to behold. His face
was cut in six places. and he was
still going after Johnson. Johnson
brought some let's across, and they
always caught Jen on the face. Jen's
arms seemed like lead. and he could
scarcely raise them, let alone hit
Johnson. AS the gong sounded, Jeff
walked away slowly. He seemed TO
be all broken up, and refused to be
encouraged by his seconds. John
son was jOvial at all times.
ROUND FOURTEEN - Johnson
lost no time in this round, and plant
ed that ever ready left in Jeff's face
and Jeff Rugged on. AS he stepped
away he caught another left on hts
face. In the clinch that followed, he
tried to bring his right up on John
sons jaw and landed lightly, but
never bothered the big Negro. Jeff
tried a right swing. but Johnson an
ticipated it and led a left on Jeds
face. sen Strengthened. the crowd
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