Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1921-07-05

silk bath robe over his white silk
trunks and smiled and watched an
| airplane flying overhead with the ut
! most unconcern. At 3 p. m. sharp
| the champion followed, wearing a
| dark maroon coat-sweater and white
| trunks. Manager Descamps was fussy
about the bandaging on Dempsey S
| that which Carpenter himself
wound about his own fists: There
| was little delay in the usual prelim-
inaries to a championship contest,
! and at 3:1S the gong called the men
| to the center of the ring for the
utes later the great international
match, heralded throughout the
world, was over, and Carpenter was
| being half carried, half dragged to
| his corner by the police and his
! seconds.
| Dempsey Unscathed
| Helpless and groggy and with a
blood-smeared face he did not resem-
BILE in the slightest particular the
super-confident challenger of a few
minutes ago.
| Across the ring Jack Demsey sat
| in his corner with not a mark on
| face or body. Francois Descamps
! was ministering to his crushed idol
as he sobbed and chartered in
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could arise he staggered toward the
| center of the ring and the police and
ring officials, seeing his condition,
supported him, while Dempsey
sprang from his stool and running
to meet his defeated opponent,
grasped his hand and Congratulated
| him on his gameness and boxing
ability.
A moment later the principals had
| left the ring and the fight of the
century had become ring history.
| In the short period of the contest it
was shown conclusively that Car
| pentier in no way compared to Demp-
sey as a fighting machine.
Courageous, speedy of foot and
with a lightning-like rapier blow. he
proved to be clever boxer with a
| moderate punch. Against the man
killing smashes OF, Dempsey all his
skill and speed faded away like fog
before the sun. 1t was but another
demonstration of the futility of clev-
erness when opposed to actual fight
| ing.
Summed up in few words, Car
| pentler was outclassed when Demp-
! sey persisted in fighting inside the
Frenchman's flying arm. Had he
elected to try and box with Carpen-
| tier, the end might have been diff
ferent. But Dempsey is a fighter
and fought the only way he knows
how. Against that attack Carpen-
| tier game and skillful as he I'M
doubtedly is, was beaten man from
| the start.
After the main bout was over the
heavy weights, Billy Miske and
Jack Renault furnished the remain
Ing spectators with an eight-round
| contest in which honors were even.
Great Crowd Orderly
More than 10000 men and women
today saw the fight.
The American won the fight, but
! it seemed from the ringside that the
conquered Frenchman received, from
| full share of the plaudits.
The entry of the principals was
| dramatic. The main bout had bee1l
| advanced ahead of the sixth prelim-
nary so that it might go on on sched-
! uled time.
!. The crowd was unprepared Sud
| denly there was heard overhead the
|, roar of motors and around circled a
| couple of aeroplanes. Many of the
| spectators were casting an eye aloft.
when unheralded, Carpenter appear
| ed, the first to enter the ring.
In his gray silk bathrobe he SEEM
| ping from his tub. His famous smile
| the Carpenter fighting smile-curl-
| ed his lips as he climbed on to the
| canvas covered square, on which he
was later to meet defeat.
He turned to the crowd. clasped
| his hands and shook them in appre-
| citation of applause.
Then, rs unconcerned as a school
! boy spinning a top, he took his chair.
! bandaging his hands and now and
then watching the maneuvers of the