Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-09-04
(RY J. p. NJ

Frank Moran, for the time at least
is the new pugilistic light. Al Palzer
once demon of the prize ring, is passe
and for all time. Out of the fight a.
the St. Nicholas A. c.. in New York
last night, came this undeniable CON
clusion. The winner, Moran, showed
much to commend him as ringster
and the loser. Palzer, displayed q
gameness that was not to be passed
over without due credit. For six
rounds the men battled like real war
riors. Then came flash of a right
hand in the seventh round, and al
was over. Palzer, as the result of 9
blow from Moran. lay, face down
ward. an object of pity, as Referee
Roche counted off the ten seconds
tor. but not a particularly glorious
one He, too, was in distress more
than once. and he, too, at the instant
was not very presentable gentle
man. To knock Palzer out in seven
rounds, though, was some honor, and
to Moran must go all that goes with
the victory.
The fight, in a way, was one of
the greatest battles of the age. 1t
brought out the wonderful gameness
of human being. No man could
stand up longer or go farther than
did Palzer. and the blow that sent
him under would apparently have
felled an OK. Coming out of the club
house most of the talk was of the
beaten man. Palzer's courage won
for him admirers which Moran's VIC
tory couldn't bring about. 1t was a
sort of modern savagery, and stout
men turned their heads and held
their hearts as the end came. 1t
was trying on the nerves to watch
the progress of the battle and see a
big, powerful fellow of the Palzer
type being cut down inch by inch,
round after round. and then to see,
all of sudden and quick as a flash,
the ponderous fighting man crash to
the floor of the ring, his face buried
in the resined canvas, his huge body
as motionless as the dead, and his
opponent, standing like an Ajax. but
not so defiant, as the referee tolled
off the fatal ten seconds that would
make hero of one and humbled
gladiator of the other. 1t was good
fight In that way, but it was not a
fight in which either science. skill or
brains predominated. 1t was sort
of a barbarian fight-a fight of the
plden days-there was so much blood
and so many bruises.
O.
As far as the outcome of the battle
was concerned. the victory was well
earned and honestly won. Moran
won because he is faster, smarter
and was in better condition than his
opponent. Palzer lost because he can
not box a little bit, and he wasn't
fit for such a gruelling battle. The
stories sent out from his training
quarters that he was in prime fettle
were base fabrications. Palzer wasn't
fit at all. 1t didn't require his weak
efforts in the battle to show his poor
condition. When he came into the
ring his face looked drawn and worn
and his body soft and fiabby. His
legs. though bulky, didn't appear to
have endured much road work. His
skin was a delicate white. and there
were blotches on his body that bore
evidence that he was not in first-class
health. OF course, he wasn't an out
and-out weakling and he didn't re-
semble a sick child, but he wasn't
the Al Palzer who beat AL Kaufman,
who beat Bombardier Wells, and who
beat down others in the roped arena
No. he wasn't AL Palzer at all. He
was still game, though, still filled
with all the courage of a Norseman,
but lacking the vitality, the strength.
the power to execute. He was a most
willing fellow. He walked right Into
knowing slaughter and he kept up a
courageous attack in a forlorn hope.
He must have known long before the
end what he was in for, and what
to expect, yet he stood there with a
stout heart and a pair of blood
stained. water soaked boxing gloves
as his only implement of warfare.
To Palzer. at least. that much is
coming.
Fierce though the battle was
throughout, the sixth and seventh
rounds were the ne plus ultra of pu-
gilistic warfare. Palzer, cut tc
pieces, as the saying goes, and weak
as the proverbial cat from loss Of
blood and wasted efforts, made he.
roic play to turn the tide of conflict
The first blow struck in the sixth
round smeared Palzer's face will
crimson, yet this only seemed t.
make the man more desperate. HI
kept boring in, his weak blows hav
ing little or no effect on the fellow
before him. Finally Palzer wavered
lust rocked to and fro. Moran
eaele-eyed, watching for just such |