The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1919-03-12
Kew Havener Too Much For BridgepOrter Who SUbsti- tutes For BOgash - COndcn Wins.
By ROGER TERRI.

ATEW HAVEN, March 12-Experi- M ence Is the greatest teacher in the world. Through this great tutor the world learns it's errors. And wlAt is true of the world is true also of the individual. And an individual some times being a boxer the rule holds good also for the young man who delights in yielding the padded mitts.
 Bridgeport sportdom moved to this city last night long enough to learn that one young gentleman, using the nom de guerre of Chic wn-purely for pugiltstic purposes is far from being ready to bid that tempting squared arena a fond fare thee well. On the contrary the afOre- mentioned individuel is as much a pugilist today as he was q year ago.
 And there was another thing that Bridgeporters. who found their way to this cultured municipality, learned and that was that their native son, Red" Allen. also 0 monicller be- fitting a ring performer, was the same wild hawk as of old. Yet. there was an improvement noted in the per formance of the man from home" He has improved his defence. but not tl4N taA+ LN PA O4AA l'b t4tN'sS VI 'AS porters who spent a perfectly good evening at Dick Curley's spacious Arena to indulge in a saarch for superlatves with which to paint a picture of Reds future.
 But the old saying is when Roman meets Roman trouble is brewing.' And in these days when the public can afford to think of brewing noth- ing else but trouble. one is usually found on the alert for the unexpected. This, perhaps, can be best explained by the fact that it was a. case Ireland meeting Italy, instead. Whether this improved matters any is problemat-. ical and left entirely to the reader to decide, but one thing was certain: the boys did fight. slug-and box. if you please.
 Perhaps the exhibition did not suit the lover of scientific boxing, for the melee was anything but a skipping fete. The boys slugged-and sluggeu with both mitts. Few punches were measured and seldom did either lad select his target They swung, hook ed, crossed and jabbed either because their friends at the ringside urged them to do so or because neither had time to think of doing anything else.
 Yet the crowd was entertained, i'm mensely so. It was a short affair, four rounds. But there have been many supposed battles fought in New Haven in the past over the 12-round route that were productive of less than one-tenth the excitement and thrills furnished by the two last night They tried and they fought They stood there w1tb one purpose. To hit the other fellow. The defence of either boy was triival and of no conse- quence- As & matter of fact both stood in the ring and took and gave. There was little attempt on the part of either to defend himself.
 But Chic Brown was himself. He was the same clever and evasive scrapper who cheated himself out of Q national reputation and a small for tune by foolisflly showing off and in vihng Benny Leonard to clip his chin for & kavo. And last night his punches were as effective. They were also as clean as any landed in a New Haven ring. Punches were eDchang7- ed too rapidly to enable one to have kept track of them.
 Red" had his chance last night and he lost it. He was too confident,