New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1914-06-28
white Hope" Badly Bat
tered, Lasts the Limit
in Paris Fight.
NEGRO MASTER IN
EVERY DEPARTMENT
Great Throng, Including Many
Women, Sees 0ne-Sided
Ring Struggle.
IBy csble to Tho Triom,l

of the white race" here tonight.
Jack Johnson, native of Galveston,
now a French citizen by choice, the
heavyweight champion of the world,
battered Moran from pillar TO post and
beat him decisively in every round OF
the twenty at the Nelodrome D'Hiver.
Georges Carpenter, the referee and
heavyweight champion of Europe, raised
the blood-smeared glove of the giant
negro without a seconds hesitation as
the bout ended. There was not muir
muir of protest from the crowd Of 10000
or more,
Nor could there be any. In every de-
psrtment Of the game Johnson was
master. Easily the greatest defensive
fighter i'm the world to-day, he smoth-
cred the apparently puny efforts Of
Moran. who was as a child in his
hands-a novice. helpless in the grip of
the conQueror of Jim Jeffries. And on
the attack, when he cut loose, johnson
set st rest all doubt of his ability to
fight. lie cut Moran cruelty and es-
Caped unmarked himself.
Il was only at intervals, however, that
Johnson really hurled himself into the
battle When Moran landed with force
sufficient to hurt Johnson lost his good
natured grin, and, curling his lips in
savage sheer, sent his punches, aimed
with the deadly accuracy Of sharp
shooter. crashing home.
His right hand uppercut in the
cIiuches. that same blow that sent the
once mighty Jim Jeffries hurting down
10 defeat on the Sun-Scorched plains of
Reno four years ago, played havoc with
Moran He could not block that blow
with any effectiveness, and mis- head
was kept bobbing and swapping back
like a cork on rough water.
Moran, however, for all the punish
ment that he assimilated, was always
game. always willing and ready to fight
10 the best Of his ability. He stood up
under everything that was sent his
way, took his medicine with sorry
grin and plunged in to try again. But
not even his courage, not even his al
most suDerhuman endurance, could
withstand such whitening volleys of
crushing punches.
Toward the end nature rebelled and
the first law of nature asserted itself.
Moran was finally forced to run TO
cover. He clinched and hung on des-
perately to avoid punishment, and was
warned by the referee on half dozen
occasions The crowd, which had
greeted his appearance with tumultu-
GUS cheers. now hailed the rising star
of the negro. Moran was Kissed and
booted.
No fight has aroused more sPecula-
ZION than this. There were few, II any,
in the sporting world who believed that
Moran stood a chance of winning, as
guming that Johnson had retained TO
a0v Great extent his oldtime clever
ness. The negro, thirty-siX years OF
ACE had fought only three times in
four wears. His battles were against
linn Jefries. Jim Flynn and that much
discussed battle with Battling" jim
Tohuson. in Paris. Furthermore, rumor
had il that Johnson had looked often on
the wine when il sparkled brightest
and look reddest.
Moran. nine years his junior. care
fyJ-living man, had been tghtlng MS
way along, meeting all corners. moran
Lad trained for the match long ana
carefully, and it was thought tnat,
while he might meet severe punishment
I'm the early rounds, condition wouid
come to his aid, and that he might
rally in the closing rounds OF the
match. ,.J
Johnson entered the ring in much bet
Ter condition than was thought pos
sIble for him to attain and was al
,ravs able to do as he pleased with his
rival. l.
The prodigious strength Of the cham
lion was quite as apparent IN TINS
match as when he defeated Jefrles.
When he wanted to he reached out,
and. stopping Moran's plunging arms
in midair. forced them down to ms
sides and put a swift and eftectual end
TO any attempts at infghtng. So,
Johnson has lost none Of his skill
as a boxer. He showed clearly tnat
lie had been employing much Oh ms
time in the gymnasium with the gloves
He was the same shutting, shitting,
elusive streak Of ebony that hashed
around the ring in Reno four years
AGO when before a partisan crowd OF
many thousands he battered down the
great white champion and established
himself.
At times he stood off, his arms down
almost at his sides, inviting attack, but
when Moran launched out in a fresh
attack he would slowly shuttle half
stride and make his opponent miss
like a schoolboy. And Moran suffered
for every one Of those misses. john
sons eve was like that Of hawk. lie
gauged distance TO nicely, and blows
slipped over his shining shoulders by
fraction Of an inch.
Moran, who entered the ring with
carefully mapped out plan of battle,
began to lose confidence before he had
cone far. He had not figured on meet
ing a man who could foil all his ef-
forts and who would permit him to
land only on occasions.
With blind, unreasonlng courage
Moran rushed in, but he landed with
his body, forgetting to use his gloyed
hands. Ii seemed as if he were trying
to sweep the negro aside by the sheer
impetuosity of his rushes, but ne
failed.
With a leering. insulting smile the
black man waited, unmarked through
out. unmoved, and supremely confident
of the ultimate result. He was the
champion. and in his mind there was
10 possibility of defeat. He must win;
and, moreover, he would win, easily ana
along the lines that best suited his
purpose.
Moran declared before the bout that
he intended to make the champions
body the centre of his attack. lie
started bravely, and in the opening
rounds landed few hard blows. To
all outward signs Johnson made no
particular effort to block the blows,
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