The Birmingham age-herald., 1920-02-08
SPORTS.
Dempsey Had Funny Battle
 With the Boston Bearcq
Negro Could Stand Up Under Hobnas of Miners Shoes
 But Succumed to Right Punch of Jack to the Stoms h
By JAMES J. CORBETT

ten any man-but 'Bearcat began ap- peal 10 me as something super W That stunt he was pulling in the sium had me worried. but despi att figured i could whip him.
 "As 'Bearcat and l climbed arQ gh the ropes he shouted to his frienu fet on uie-and don't you ever stop hst9 Then he sauntered over to me ir u confident fashion and said in t ronizing way;
 Don't you get me mad, bo oQt you get me mad. If you-au is n maybe An will let you stay few uada But if you-an tries to hit me so e. why, white boy. you is gone-done fcr
 OUTWEIGHED
 '.He was a big. rough and tough sellea this 'Bearcat,' and at the time out weighed noe about thirty-giye poun Ter just thea I was scaling around taa mlA- dleweight class. And the crowd, spefs figured it would be a cinch for 2, Aed laid all sorts of odds that I wou ea s9 the lini. with him,
 with the rap of the first gong has- tied out toward the 'Bearcat anc n fs gal fashion, he strutted toward me &asfi we got in range l falled left tpf ae head drove up his guard ana yaeH soaked the right to his stomaeh--tAls < ats same stomach which he had declared would bounce back hail of bullets But apparently something had gone wrons with that stomach, because when banged it 'Bearcat let out wild groan' doubled over and nausea came on q stepped away-then stepped in again and began swinging for his jaw l missed three, then landed left to the chin, and as 'Bearcat' sagged I drove the right to the jaw 'Bearcat' went down-and the fight was mine.
 {! T helped to carry him to his corner Then I jumped out of the ring, went to | my dtsssing room and put on my street clothes. The way to the street led to /, the arena As l re-entered it 1 saw that I a half dozen men were still in the ring They had been working all that time to bring 'Bearcat' back from unconsclous- ness. I stuck around outside his corner flor a few minutes and eventually Bear cat came back to life-perhaps twenty minutes after I had dropped him. l CRIED FOWL ! .cWhat cone-Nhae come?' he nut tered.
 ..,You were Knocked cold-knocked cold you yellow stiff, after you had told all of us that this Dempsey was cinch- that you'd kill him in two rounds.
  part of .Bearcat Then he staggered to his feet and began to yell:
 "It were foud-it were foud-lt were foul, I say!
 You're crazy cut in one of the sec ords.
 '''It were foul-it were foul-it were 1 'Bearcat' again. He hit me with club he hit me with a club. An remembers 1t
 all now Course he did-wlth great
 pig club-'cause no man could knock out
 Bearcat' just with fists-no indeed! It
 were foul An wants to see de boss of
 dis here arena
 "So they took him to the club match
 maker, where 'Bearcat insisted that he
 had been hit with a club. And he also
 asked for his s25 for the losers end. But
 he didn't get very far before that offi- l cial ordered him tossed out into the street-and 'Bearcat never did get his s25-got nothing only razzing by his , cronies and kidding from the newspaper linen to whom he confided- that he was [ going to knock me right out of the rinG l lin ogden into my bed in Salt Lake