New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1921-07-03
away it was evident that his nose had

been severely damaged.
Carpentry tented Dempsey into an
opening. He whipped wicked left
straight to the jaw and followed in
simultaneously with straight right to
the same spot. But though he threw
every ounce of his energy into the
punches it was apparent that he had
been weakened under the previous BODY
punishment, for the blows ratified off
Dempsey's chin with no moro effect
than tack hammer against a statue
of bronze. The Frenchman seemed a
bit groggy as he danced back out of
range once more.
Dempsey was after him, gorilla-like
ferocity painted on his lowering brows
he pinned Georges in neutral corner
but as Dempsey swung vicious right
the Frenchman nimbly ducked under
the arm and danced away to untram
meled space again. Carpenter jabbed
Dempsey with straight left as they
fell into clinch. They were in
neutral corner again and, trying to
avoid a right swing, the Frenchman
slipped through the ropes. Piqued at
this accident, Carpenter flew at the
champion like a real fury and landed
several body blows before Jack could
unload his heavy artillery. Dempsey
fell into a clinch again and at short
range showered a rain of crushing
short left and right jolts on the chal-
lcnger's wind and short ribs. Georges
broke ground at last; broke ground
somewhat unsteadily, for his knees
were sagging under him, and his
dreamy eyes had a CLASSY stare. But
he was game. All. yes, he was game.
He stepped in with wicked right that
snapped flush on Dempsey's jaw as the
round ended-a blow that shot the
champions head back with a jerk.
The crowd was now mad with ex-
element. The wooden saucer was a
seething mass of shouting, hoarse-mad
enthusiasm. Men and women were on
their chairs cheering like mad as
Referee Ertle split out the fght-mad
warriors, who were too intent on the
business at hand to hear the clang of
the gong.
ROUND TWO
Deschamps and his assistants had
stanched the flow of blood from
Georges nose during the minutes in
terval and the challenger came back
smiling and as dcbonair as ever.
Dempsey tried to crowd in close,
but Carpenter danced back and away.
His supporters roared approval. They
thought he had profited by the ex-
perience of the first round and that he
would make it long range engage
ment. This Georges did for some time,
and while he pursued such tactics he
made veritable monkey of the cham
pion. He was making Jack miss by
feet instead of inches.
Carpenter suddenly turned, elided
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Jaw. 1t brushed the right side of
Dempsey's chin as he quickly ducked.
Quickly the Frenchman followed with
his good, straight right, 1t was
telling blow and Jacks knees bent
under him. The champion shook his
head and tore into Carpenter.
Georges shot straight left to the face
and straight right to the Jaw as the
champion bore down on him, but the
blows, while we'll delivered and sharp.
tailed to stop the rush.
=, AT close quarters Dempsey again be-
labored Carpenters body with short
arm Jolts, then shifted the attack sud-
denly to the head and cuffed the
Frenchman's skull from side to side.
Carpenter was short with his left.
but wicked right followed almost in
simultaneously and was delivered with
such right good will that Dempsey
trembled. The champion reeled back
on his heels and covered. Quick as the
lightning's fash blow on blow rsined
on has face and jaw. 1t seemed the
champion of the world was about to
topple. Carpenter would straiehten |
MS man with the left, but somehow
the repnted deadly right never crashed
home ON the button. It developed later
that the second time he shot with the
right the game Frenchman broke his