New-York tribune., 1919-12-05
Prince of Wales Sees
British Champion Lose
Title ~ Seconds After
Fight Begins in London
Englishman Beaten
By Only Four Blows
Many Society Women in
Low Gowns and Dia-
monds Are at Ringside
By Frank w. Getty


LONDON, Dec. 4.-The international
bout for the heavyweight champion
ship Of Europe was fizzle or glori-
Gus victory, according to the viewpoint.
Seventy-four seconds after the men en-
tered the ring Georges Carpenter
lcaped from the floor and swung ter
rife right that started from the knee
and ended with loud snap at the
point of Joe Beckett's jaw. The much
vaunted British champion went down
like a log, rolled over with his head
between his arms and ten seconds later
the fight was over.
Beckett was beaten as soon as he
entered the ring. He showed intense
nervousness and glanced frequently to
the north corner of the ring in Hol-
born Stadium, where Carpenter sat
smiling complacently. Carpenter kept
Beckett waiting until the last possible
moment, pretending to adjust his gloves
and chattering merrily with his Sec
onds all the while.
The spectators probably never will
forget the Pickering drama of that
first quarters of minute. Ref
cree Angle in calm voice called the
seconds from the ring. He was sitting
on a raised platform outside the in
closure.
Beckett Seemed Dazed
Carpenter, with cleaning white
shoulders and his thin face wreathed
with smiles, darted catlike to the cen
ter Of the ring to assume his fighting
pose and the frown that goes with it.
Beckett, red and beefy, slouched out
with a nervous scowl. He seemed half
dazed by the situation before the fight
began.
There was quick handshake and
scarcely had the hands parted before
Carpenter gave flash of what was to
happen. 1.-the as a panther, he leaped
into the air, both feet clear of the
ground, and brought a singing left
champions head went back and he
broke before the tigerish rush of his
smaller opponent. The fight was as
good as over.
Chasing his numbering man around
the ring, the Frenchman caught him
against the ropes and shot home two
more lefts that landed close to or on
Beckett's jaw Then the Englishman
made the one and only effort of the
fight. He rushed Carpenter over to
the side where the Prince of Wales
was sitting.
Carpenter merely smiled the same
radiant smile that he wore when he
entered the ring. The Frenchman
turned the smile on the prince for a
feeting second. Then he settled down to
his work That one rush of Beckett
Was his last. The end came with dra-
matte suddenness while the men were
directly under the movie cameras.
Carpenter in Air Lands K.O.
Carpenter made a low feint with
that left that had been stinging Beck
ett's face. Down dropped the Eng
llshman's guard. There was flash
through the air as Carpenter once
again jumped clear off the floor and
sent home right swing that landed
flush on the Englishman's jaw with
crash that was heard through the en-
tire auditorium. That was all.
While his supporters gasped in dis
may and while Carpenters followers
spun on his heels and went down with
a thud. Not a sign of emotion was
visible on the set features of the vet
eran referee, 3. J. Angle. He did not
rise from his seat, but counted silently.
merely motioning a warning with his
hands when Carpenter took a step
toward his PROSTATE foe.
That ten seconds was an eternity.
Beckett stirred once and rolled slightly
from side to side, but could neither
turn over nor use his arms or legs.
Carpenter turned and watched with
eager eyes the set face of the taciturn
referee. The official gave the sign that
it was all over by waving his hands.
Then Carpenter rushed over to help
the prostrate Briton, who lay so inert
that Carpenter alone could not raise
lift Beckett to the chair in his corner
and to bring him to.
Beckett Scatters Seconds
1t was typical of the way the fight
had gone that Beckett after being re-
vived should fling out his arms, send
ing seconds spinning in all directions.
He trieS to get on his feet. He did not
know that it was over.
you're out, joe" they told him. "I'm
not" mumbled the fallen champion
through bleeding lips. Then his con-
sciousness returned more fully and he
saw that it was true. He settled into
the chair. burying his face in his
gloves.
In the mean time the house was in
a turmoil. The French contingent from
Paris, swarming into the ring, carried
Carpenter about on their shoulders.
Descamps. the excitable little manager
Continual ~, n,n0e f0urtee11