The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-03-30
Jack Johnson, 38
 Tomorrow, Broke and Without @ Country

England is the most hospitab1e coun- try on the map. She has proved it time and again by affording refuge to deposed monarchs, wild-eyed anarch- ists and bIoody-handed nihilists. There are limit to John Bulls generosity in such matters, however, and it seems that Johns stomach has been turned by Jack Johnson. The ex-king of the heavyweights was informed, that Eng land could manage to get along with out him. Here's your hat said J. Bull, politely. What your hurry? There's the door. Must you go? Don't forget your. wife, And so Jack went away from there, bound, it is said, for South America by way of Spain.
 Jack will be thirty-eight years old tomorrow, as he, was born in Calves ton, Tex, on March 31, 1878. In spite of his vain boastings to English news paper scribes, to whom he recently expressed the belief that he was able to lick any man breathing, Johnson is surely through as a boxer. According to the English papers, Jack didn't make any big hit as an actor-nnan, and added little to his pile by that means. The money he received from his battle with Willard in Havana has practically vanished, and the big smoke is said to be on the verge of that condition popularly described as being 'tbroke.'' When at least he
 
 great scattering of the hangers-on who have fattened on Jacks past properity, and the big black will find himself friend1ess and alone. It will only be a case of history repeating itself, for scores Of fighters, white as It is a wel1-beaten trail, but it is no longer popular with the majority of the top-notch pugilists
 Johnson is an example of too much prosperity. At the beginning of his career Jack was an affabIe, polite, modest coon, and his famed golden smile had real friendIiness in it. Like so many of his race. he was a child in temperament. Money made him a spoiled child. He was afflicted with an exaggerated ego, and came to be- Elieve that his money and his position as champion gave him a right to do as he pleased. The strong arm of the awakening. An exile from his native land, he has since been a wanderer over the earth, hustled about from pillar to post.
 A Johnson insisted in England that he, laid down to Willard. 'They promised feated by Willard I would be permit ted to return to the United States and would enjoy the freedom any other man would. I would be allowed to see my old mother and would nave my motor cars and other property re- stored to me. It sounded very att tractive, and I fell for it, but they played the doubIe-cross on me-
 That is a very entertaining sort of yarn, but if Jack was faking in Havana he wak a far better actor than he has proved himself to be on the stage. Jack has nothing to lose by spinning such yarn, and he may find a few people who will believe it. Jack has one consolation, and that is that there are mighty few things he could say or do that would besmirch his reputation.
 There isn't any doubt. however, that Jack is very much in earnest when he gives expression to his longing to re- turn to, the United States. Few people have sympathies broad enough to in- .clude Jack Johnson. He is a man without a country, and doubtless he deserves his, fate. Since his exile, however, Johnson has sounded one note of deep sincerity which is to his credit-his love and longing for his #.told many The heart of the black outcast still beats true to that univer- sal instinct of humanity which en- shrines the name of mother in the holy of sholies