The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1910-07-04

and chatting, no word of the COMING
fSht on his lips. and his face az In
scrutable as ever Men were ON puard
at the gates to keep tho tlnknown c,,.
rious out. but every inch of room
around the cottage was filled bv
straining neck and gaping face. Not
smile. not frown escaped the ever.
growing crowd.
Jeffries did absolutely no worL d,.
Ing tho day.
An uneasy. restless movement waa
noticeable among the trainers ana
camp followers Broken sentences
over emphasis OF conviction and yar,-
GUS other little things showed that ON
the part OF some of the white fehters
intimates. at least, there was some
turmoil OF spirit
RagtiIne mt Johnson's.
Rastme music told Of the approach
10 Johnsons abode. The arrival OF
tho great Delaney lifted the spirits q,
Johnson and his friends to the hin.
nacle of confidence. There was no eyi.
dence OF what was to come in a few
hours.
johnson did his road work In the
morning, and then announced that he
mad reached his fighting weight OF aoe
pounds. and would step into the ring
al zoo. Jeffries will not give out his
WctShI until Tomorrow.
me road house. by the SPARKLING
waters OF the Truckee River. which
.ohsisoh mas made a house OF merri.
ment. was al,ed all day with men a,a
women. The only privacy allowed the
colored man was room upstairs. and
~ TOOK two strong negroes to keen
paek the crowds that surged constant-
iy up the stairway.
johnson Will win: of this there 1,
no doubt, said Delaney, after he came
gu, OF the room where Johnson was
oeins rubbed down after his eight.
mile run And there was smile ON
%. the lace OF the old man that told his
thoughts palmer than words.
There was small strike by the car
penters in the morning. when they
found they had to erect screened hoses
iot the women who have bought tick
cts TO the fight. The carpenters SAID
lhis was not in the contract. that
they were through. II looked bad for
the women for a while But Tex Rick.
ara srnoothed matters over b,- signing
new contract with the carpenters.
aho the work was rushed through
PuStl!stits were the centres of
dozen groups during the day. Bob
Fttzstmmons shambled around ths
motel corridors telling how the man
VINO licked him was going TO play the
Steam roller on this black boxer
Stanley ketchel. who was beaten down
by this same black boxer. shook his
head wisely and told another crowd
where Jeffries would fail. and would
go out OF this town with a broker
heart. Battling Nelson, still showing
a few cuts on his ears from the battle
in which no found a master. c,rcled
here and there. He hates to think or
Jenries's losing. but
After Golden Tips.
Sam Langford. the Boston stone
crusher. who maintains an attitude OF
great contempt for his black brother,
was tagged in his every movement by
great knots OF men and hoys.
Tommy Burns. Al Kaufman. Billy
Lang and dozen other celebrities of
the ring. to say nothing of Corbet,
and Sullivan. KEEP. the crowds running
this way and that in an attempt to
pick up golden tips that might fall.
from their lips
George Cotton, the coal black spar.
ring partner or johnson, held a crowd
In front OF one of the principal hotels
for an hour listening to his song OF
praise of his master
II the Colonel OF the Rough Riders
had walked down the street it is doubt
full whether many would have turne1
TO follow him If you had asked about
some such notable as the Secretary OF
war. It is probable that some one
would have wanted to know whose
sparring partner he was
The games We're OFF. and that made
the waiting bit more tresome. For
a few hours the roulette wheels We're
silent. 1T was the Sabbath day, and
nothing except card games were player
in Reno Stud poker was dealt, here
and there. but that was quiet game.