The sun., 1919-07-05

w lllaro was as mucn surprised as any
body. This was not the Dempsey he
had been told would face him. and the
champion smiled.
Big Surprise for willard.
Raising himself to his full height with
that look of confidence still wreathing
his countenance willard offered left
handler. This was declined with thanks
by Dempsey. and again the champion
was puzzled. The champion then sent
over a left. then a right, and still he
could not find the mark
Surprise of surprises-Dempsey was
picking of the blows like a finished
master while Wizards punches lacked
judgment of both time and distance.
Here was a setting for a sensational
bout and the sensations were not long
in developing.
They fell into a clinch. Willard once
more prodded forth his left, but there
was no real steam in his punch, and
though It landed on Dempsey's head
with apparent vigor the challenger
dashed forth with a left of his own
that Just barely missed. and again they
fell into each others embrace. They
fought at close quarters. with Dempsey
beating a tattoo on Willards body.
Dempsey kept smashing away at the
body and Willard at the head.
There was method in Dempsey's at
tack. He was beating the champion
down TO his own level Willard landed
left that brought the challenger to
the ropes in his own corner, the first
real score for the Kansan. and 1t made
his followers rejoice.
willard Hurt by Dempsey's Blows.
But II was only the lull before the
Dempsey storm. AS Willard squared
of. his smile having given way to
| look OF worry, Dempsey lasheo out with
a right and left to the body and the
| face. The champions face turned an
| ashen hue His huge frame swayed.
| His arms fell limp 10 his sides. He
tried to crook them up into the sem
| blance of q square on. but tho flesh
was not willing. That blow to the body
was that same sleep potion that had
sent Fred Fulton out In eighteen sec
onds. and Willard perhaps knew It.
| BY this time Dempsey was a fighting
fury. There was red in his eye. There
| was power In his every move and never
an ounce Of effort wasted He knew he
had his man and he dashed out with q
| herculean right to the point of the jaw.
Again the Kansan swayed like a pendu-
| lum in q grandfather's clock But he
did not sway for long. He dropped to
| the canvas.
BedlAm let loose. Here, indeed. was
ring history in the making. For the
hrst time In his career as a boxer Jess
Willard, the champion OF the world, was
on the canvas taking a count. Did his
experience stay with him in this crisis
and council the taking the full nine.
No. willard lost his head like the
yeriest tyro and remained down for
only six seconds. Perhaps It was the
novelty of the sensation, perhaps an ef-
fort to minimize the ignominy OF the
knock down. At any rate as Ollie Pc
cord, the referee, tolled six Willard rose
and again faced tho raking fire OF the
bone crusher from Tennessee.
willard Comes Up Smiling.
Willard came up smiling. At least he
was trying his utmost to smile. and
what a weak and sickly effort It was
He was a mighty shaky champion as he
came back against the crouching Demp'
sey. Out shot the Dempsey right to the
body. Like the dart Of a SCORPION
tongue came the Dempsey right to the
Jaw. 1t was SO quick that It happened
before the ringsiders knew 1t. This time
Willard took no time to do any swaying
He went down like a giant weeping will
low fellsd by one. tearing bolt OF Light
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