The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-07-08
JOHNSON'S TURN
 NEXT AND NEAR
A View of the Fight by the Scholarly Editor of the Cath
 Olic Transcript

Hartford, July 8.-The Catholic Transcript, issued today, prints an editorial upon the fight at Reno, which is regarded as a masterpiece of altruistic irony and presents new view of the battle. The editorial fol- lows:
 "LET US BE GOOD LOSERS"
 It is distressing to behold with what ilI-grace the average American white man yields to his black broth CT the palm for fistic brutality. For him the glorious fourth was robbed of all it's lustre. But we must be men, If we cannot be generous, we must at least be Just. And then, by no manner or means let us forget to be sportsmen. If there is glory in defeat, let us not weakly forego that cold comfort.
 Moreover there are compensat1ons in the mysterious economy of fate. The Black and his co-bloods are f1nd- ing, and they will continue to find that even victory brings it's burdens. triumphant banner, and the arms Of the conqueror cast a long shadow ere night spreads her friendly man. tie over the carnage of the field.
 Besides, this f1stic pre-em1nence- questionable at best-has been ours
 
 again. It were rank selflshness to refuse to share the honor with the humber race. To do so were to prove ourselves unworthy of the tra aditions of the ring-narrow, .bigot- ed, yellow like the streak that did Are we not the sons of the superior race? A plague upon your Iagoea Give us Othello forever.
 Yes, we are permitted to recall with ancient delight that Jeff" was long the pride of the Caucasian. But in our moments of fondest exalta- ton, it must have dawned upon us that his passing was inevitable. And in the noble language of the ring, when a fighter goes by, he never comes back" Why, then should the retrace his steps? Will nature at our behest pause in her majestic course, as the sun halted for the leader of Israel? Nay, we must not presume. Neither is the Hero of bloods slaughtered, because he was born to glory.
 We must be calm. MT. Johnson has not yet gone by. But he is com ing-treading the primrose path of the champion. and the path of the pace of Hermes. Like all victors of the sands, the hero of Reno ring is a rich man, destined to be coddled and fattered and showered with other en- dearments directly calculated to &C., celerate his going-by and hasten the beclouded setting of his gladiatorial sun. The way of the champion is hard. His day is brief, and his glory like the grass of the field.
 We, the while, must be meek-we of the lofty brow and the sun-re- fecting countenance-for the mighty African has humiliated us profound ly yea, as deep as to the dust. And withal, humility is a good, if a stern teacher. We may not indeed relish her precept as steady mental pabulum. but her bread is good and wholesome and rich in knowledge and truth.
 And so, as it behooveth, we shall take heart and learn wisdom from defeat. Vale, MT. White. Ave, Mr. Black. Take your place among the great ones of the earth Our hearts to you, for we are they who believe in the equality of men without dis tinction of race, or color, of previous condition of servitude. We believe, in the wide-open glove, counting it to be preferred before the closed fist. Justice and peace have kissed. An Anthony fell before Cleo