The Washington times., 1921-07-03
JAb To CHIN
KNOCKSOl)T
FRENCHNAN.
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sitting there at the ringside report
ing his first night In years. In the
meantime the crowd swirled about
the ring. planted there In the center
of acre after acre of pine. and bab-
bied in admiration of the little
IFrench gamecock. who had gone four
rounds with the champion.
Once, In the second round. Car
,pentier sent his famed right hand
swishing against Dempsey's jaw, and
every man jack at the ringside who
thought Dempsey would win and VINO
had wagered money mat way, paled,
AND felt sinking OF the diaphragm.
iTnis blow, which is the same blow
that feIied the sturdy Joe Beckett
in England. must have dizzied Demp-
say for an instant.
He shook his head in a puzzled
fashion and closed In, chopping at
Carpenters body with short blows,
while those who had believed that
Carpenter would win, went into
delirium of enthusiasm. It was
good rsock," as the profession calls
"a, blow. delivered with. Carpenters
body behind II. For an instant IL
looked as IL the most forlorn hope
that ever crawied through the ring
ropes might carry through.
A GIANT IN SPIRIT.
The champion quickly shook off the
effect of the smash. but from that
time on he quite obviously had con-
siderable respect for Carpenters
right. 1t was the punch he had been
advised to avoid. and IL Is all that
|, has ever been said OF IL.
From the opening round II was
hard to see how Carpenter. barring
the landing of such punch, could
win He was outweighed. He was
meeting a more rugged and much
stronger man. In the sclinches'
| Dempsey would gather up the finely
constructed white body of the French
man and fiihg IL around as he pleased.
1t is the law OF the prize ring that
a good big man can always beat a
good little man. Carpenter is a
L good little man. He has the spirit OF
a giant, the spirit that made him a
| f1ier for Franne-the reflection OF the
spirit that lowered over Verdun.
Many writer's, including this ono
did not think he would go over one
round. They were badly mistaken,
and freely admitted the mistake after
ward. In the second round, sport
prophesy hung in the balance. After
the second II was but a question of
time when Il would be fulfilled, Demp-
sey, choppine away at Carpentiers
body and raking the tip OF that fine
Jaw with. long-range blows, was wear
Ing him down.
STARTS LIKE GAMECoCK.
Carpenter came out of his corner
at the cIans of the bell which started
the fight ike little gamecock,
shooting his blows at the brown body
Of the champion the instant he got in
range. He fell as gamely He fell
like a soldier OF France, brave to the
end.
over in his corner his manager,
Descamps, who found him as a stable
boy and fathered and mothsred him
20 a prominent place in fstic his
tory, and in the hearts OF his coun-
trymen, watched the finish of the lad
he loves with a strange expression
on his face.
II has been said that Descamps is
very excitable, and apt to jump Into
ring at any moment and try to
win night on a foul when he sees
Carpenter being beaten. but he did
not seem excited while the fight was
on today,
At 2.45 a tremendous stir went
through the crowd and Carpenter en-
tered the ring from the east. The ring
was crowded with camera men, who
were in an upheaval of excitement.
The crowd stood up, trying to get a
peek at the Frenchman.
Carpentiar wore a gray robe, with
black edgins at the sleeves and neck
His blond hair was brushed back
pompadour fashion from his brow. He
smiled and shook his two hands to-
rsther, bowling from left to right like
an actor taking an encore.
DEsCAMPs EXCITED.
Descamps, his manager. followed
him, wearing a cap and gray
sweater. His face was red and Des-
camps was much excited. Carpenter
sat on the stool in the northeast cor
ner and watched the crowd curiously.
He seemed slight of build in his robe.
Then Dempsey arrived. and another
cheer went up. The champion wore
a red sweater, and as he came up into
the ring by way OF Carpenters corr
ner he stopped and did not look at
the FrenchmAn. A big saual of po-
lice walked ahead OF ths champion.
As Dempsey went TO his corner. fol-
lowed by Kearns. Teddy Hay, his
trainer, and Joe Benjamin. the Cali
fornia lightweight, Carpenter peered
| curiously around those in front Of
him, trying TO get look at Dempsey.
Carpenters lips wern as tod as II
they were rouged. TIe wiped his noae
with his hand anil squintcd rs he
looked out again ovar the orcwG.
Dempsey, sullen OF brow, looked
neither to the right nor left. They
stood together in the ring for n pic
ture, their hands elasped.
Dempsey never looked at Csrpen-
tier. The latter smiled in q friendly
way, as n he wished to make up to
the big. dark fellow beside him.
The gloves were thrown Into the
ring in well-bound boxes, which had
20 be torn open. Gus Wilson. Csrpen-
tiers trainer, stood beside him with
his hand on his shoulder. licking his
lips. Carpenter was still smiling.
while Descamps went 10 Dempsey's
corner TO watch the bandaging of the
champions hands, Usually the tap
ing is done before the men enter the
ring.
KEAHNs ~ SERIOUS.
Kearns went TO Carpenters corner.