Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1910-07-05
Story of Great Battle as Told
By Rounds from the Ringside

he was trying to do. TITS as good q
blow as any said Johnson, showing
his gold teeth, Don't you like it?'
Jeffries scowled and plunged a right
into the ribs, at the same time hook
ing q left to the ear. JEFF also missed
a heavy right for the jaw Just as the
| timekeeper struck the bell. AS yet
Johnson's yellow streak had not been
| shown. and he went to his corner with
his golden smile undimmed. AS JEFF
fries reached his seconds he cracked
q joke and everybody laughed. This
round was slightly In his favor.
ROUND FIYE-Tney started with
light sparring. Jeff.was still taking his
own time and so wa the negro. Neither
was sufficiently sure of his ground. As
JEFF moved forward with the left shoot
ing toward the negro's head, johnson
brushed aside the blow and clinched'
| They broke out of It with alacrity, and
| johnson ripped a hard left straight into
the ribs under the lung. It was a cork
ing punch, but Jeffries merely grinned.
They then got into q clinch n with q
hand free johnson landed two right
uppercuts. One of these blows grazed
the white mans chin and split his lips
for q supply OF gore. johnson began
to hustle then and let GO Q savas left
hook to the Jaw which brought the
blood in another stream from Jeff's
mouth, and the crowd was in an up
roar. jeff clinched as the negro re-
doubled his efforts, and at close quar-
ters Jim hooked Johnson on the neck
with a powerful left. Both swung lefts,
and Jeffries with the more powerful
punches compelled the big Black
Man" to break ground. jeff evidently
wanted to bring the fight to an issue
then and there for he rushed with a
dangerous left to the mouth which
made Johnson bleed again. Then they
clinched and after breaking out Of 1t
they walked around looking daggers at
each other until "Time!!" was sounded.
The round was productive of nothing
decisive, although the seconds were
busy patching up the bruises as soon
as the men took their chairs. The
crowd was very orderly, though worked
up to a high pitch of excitement n
began to realize that h fight would
not be short and sweet.
ROUND SIX-Jeffries and the crowd
were visibly surprised when Johnson
opened with three rapid-fire left hand
ers in the boilermaker's face without
a return. Then they clinched, and on
the breakaway both missed heavy
swings for the head, either Of which
might have ended the fight had 1t land
ed. Again they clinched, and as the
referee ordered them to separate they
obeyed promptly, whereupon Jeffries
rushed. Johnson, 1t seemed, was wait
Ing for just such a move, for he stood
htc ground ond ourfn1 q faVrAA0 rinht
that cut open Jim's cheek. He also
ripped a left into the body. Jeffries
clinched, and as the referee tore them
apart the boiiermaker rushed again,
but johnson avoided several danger
Gus blows n stepped inside with a
corking right to the pit of the stomach
II a mix jeff landed two straight lefts
in the face and they clinched. Out of
it the negro broke and shot a hot left
squarely to JeffriA g nose. lac repeat
ed this blow a second later, and Jim's
nasal organ was bathed in claret. The
negro then landed a swift left straight
on Jim's right eye, the flesh putting
perceptibly in a jiffy. Another smash
on the mouth made jeff clinch, and as
he did so the negro looked over his
shoulder n grinned at the white
faced Corbett and the Berger.
The bell interviewed just then, and
johnson had the round by q safe mar
gin. He had just begun to show the
crowd that he was an Incompatible
fighting machine, a combination of
c%leverness and pugnacity that made
Jeffries ponder as he shuff1ed to his
corner. The negro seemed to be able
to hit without being f~iatfooted. He
was quicker In every way than jeff
and was confidence personifed.
ROUND SEVEN-Jeffries's right eye
was partly closed as he trotted out Of
his corner The injured optic seemed
to bother him for he rubbed It with his
glove before he set himself for a re-
newal Of the fight. He was slow, yet
very much concerned, 1t seemed, and
as johnson stepped to close quarters
with a rapid left, Jeffries ducked and
cjinched, throwing his arms around the
negro's waist. They were free in a
second, and Jeff at close quarters tried
a left hook for the Jaw, which had
power enough behind 1t to have scored
a knockout, but Johnson's eye followed
the punch every inch of the way and
throwing up his right like alBahcplayer
reaching for a hard hit he blocked the
punch with beautiful precision. This
seemed to increase Johnson's merri-
ment, for he fairly beamed at the crowd
as he clinched. Getting out of this
hold, the negro unlocked a sharp left
which landed squarely on Jim's nose
and brought a fresh supply of blood
that made the boilermaker's friends
cry out in amazement. Three left
hooks from the negro followed, all of
them landing In Jeff's face, the white
nan seeming powerless to ward them
off. In a clinch Jeffries began to rough
it and Johnson actually pushed him
away with ar angry scowl. What's
the matter with you, Mistah Jeffries?'
asked Johnson with the first show OF
anger. Don't you like it%" jeff re-
sponded with a growl and a rush. but
Johnson blocked his left lead with great
skill, and stepped away from a right
that had the force of a pile driver
Jeff rushed blindly and catching john
son on the ropes, the latter clinched
Getting out of the grapple, Johnson
with deliberate aim belted Jim's swoi-
len eye with a solid left just as the
gong rang out a warning to desist
Johnson had his round on points and
seemed to be well within himself. JEFF
fries looked worried and nervous as he
ambled to his seconds, who seemed tc
be bordering on a case of ~rattles, and
all at sea as to what to advise. AS
Johnson sat down he turned to his
handlers and said: Jim has come
back a trifie too late"