New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1921-07-03
Both Fighters
! Get Lost on
Way to Ring
Jack Makes for Georges
Dressing Room, While
carpenter Wanders All
Alone Outside Arena
Spirits High at Outset
Champion and Carpenter
Say They Slept W ell
and Are Feeling Fine


at 2;35 p. m. yesterday and was at
tended most of the way by cheering
crowd. Almost no one recognized him.
however, as he entered the arena at
one of the Fremont Street gates at
2:4o, most of the crowd outside ex-
pectlng him to arrive on the Mont
gomery Street side of the Enclosure.
When he got inside Dempsey became
confused and was on his way to Car
pentler's dressing rooms, when an
usher overlook him and Informed him
OF his mistake. A similar error was
made by Carpenter when he entered
the arena
Both Dempsey and Carpenter awoke
IN the best of spirits. according to all
the indications, and looked forward to
an entertaining day.
Carpenter Feels Fine
1t was 7:45 a. m. when Carpenter
came out of his training quarters at
Manhasset on the run. He got up at
6:45 and had light breakfast at Z
o'clock. He seemed surprised to find
reporters waiting for him.
I've had good sleep and feel tne,"
ne said.
Accompanied by Gus Wilson, Pierre
Mallette and his police dog, Felipe,
Carpenter started off on a short hike,
pulling his truosers high and capering
about as he set out, to display his red
and white checkered socks.
1t was about $3.50 when they got
back. the three men walking arm in
Gangs All Here After brisk rub
down Carpenter read the newspapers
and then changed his clothes for the
trip to Jersey City, which he made in
the yacht Lone Star. The original in
tention was not to start until after
lunch, but the weather was so threat
ening that the plan was changed and
luncheon was served aboard the yacht
which made leisurly trip to Jersey
City.
Jack in Fine Fettle
Dempsey and his party reached Jer-
sey City at SLY p. M, Friday, and
went to the home of William Heppen-
heimer, at Montgomery Street and Jer-
sey Avenue, where they were guests
for the night. Dempsey turned in at
10 o'clock and woke up at 7.
Il never felt better in my life" he
said, as he sat down to light break
fast.
Like Carentier, Dempsey started out
for short after breakfast walk. but
the crowd which kept at his heels grew
so large that he gave it up and went
back to the house. where he set a
photograph going and then played a
little pool
He was first at the table at luncheon
and was helped literally to steak, po-
tatoes, string beans and toast and con-
lunch he went to his room for short
nap before starting for the arena.
Dempsey, before the fight, had
planned to have a "bow-out" in the
evening at the Hotel Belmont and had
invited several of his friends, includ-
ing Mayor Bader, of Atlantic City, to
be his guests. Dempsey was modestly
dubious concerning the part he might
be able to play in this gustatory cele-
bration, but he was determined it
should take place, whatever the out
come of the fight
at all depends on how the old jaw
stands the racket" he said, stroking
the massive pediment of his features at
which it was prophesied Carpenter
would aim his heaviest blows.
Mrs. Mae Brown, of Chicago, who
used to be Dempsey's landlady and
trusted" him for more than one week s
board when his pickings in the fight
game were lean, came on for the fight
and brought with her two pairs of
white silk trunks and q red, white and
blue belt, which she had made herself.
Dempsey selected one of the pairs of
trunks to wear in the fight and said
that he'd wear the belt, too. # Mrs.
Brown would take off the rosette,
which he regarded as an unnecessary
bit of trimming, and lengthen the belt
SO that it could be tied instead of de-
pending upon the hooks and eyes
which Mrs. Brown, woman-wise, had
sewed on for fastenings.
1t lacked only three minutes of 2
O'Clock when the Lone Star, which had
loafed all the way from Port Washing
ton, put in at a Jersey City pier with
Carpenter and his party aboard. Half
dozen motorcycle policemen were
waiting for them and acted as escort
to the arena.
Somehow Carpenter got separated
from his friends and from the police
men after they reached the vicinity of
the arena. When the others got in
side they missed the challenger, nor
was he to be found anywhere in the in
closure. Scouts were dispatched and
found the Frenchman roaming about
Boyle's Thirty Acres in bewildered
fashion, seeking in Franco-American to
discover from persons he encountered
how one got into the arena.
Only nine of the spectators recog-
nized the tall figure in the light suit
as that of Georges Carpentier, but they
raised valiant though meagre cheer.