The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1921-06-29
Woman Writer Gets EXCLUSIVE
Lnteruiew With Bashful Jack
Champ Says He Glad Mr. Carpenter Says He is Going tc
Hand zee Demps zee Knockout in zee Fourth Because
He Will Watch that Round


only %.
Boxing just comes to people" he
told me. Sometimes it comes easy.
for some people just take to it natur-
ally; but most of the time success
comes only after hard, strenuous
work. The secret Of it is keeping in
trim, never letting up and, most of all,
having a manager who understands
you and knows hows TO match you to
advantage. Jack Kearns is the great
est manager in the world, think. And
the best pal and all-round good fellow.
Yes, ma'am, I love all this that you
call work. If l wasn't a boxer, I'd
| still run 10 miles before breakfast and
keep in trim. 1t makes you feel so
good, and you sleep so well. By 8
o'clock you're so sleepy you can't
| keep awake"
Anybody who has gained the i'm
| preston, from the film news or other
wise that Jack Dempsey has been in
Atlantic City shifting seadust tinctur-
ed with a dash of Mary Garden, while
Georges has been mulling with moo
cows in a deserted Long Island viii
lage, should have seen him glistening
in the broiling sun at today's workout.
After Juggling at pulleys, dancing a
solo shimmy with uppercut variations,
and back exercises, he spared with
FIVE or six ungentle partners, then fin
ished off with a wrestling tussle with
Bull Montana. I'll bet all the baby
vamps who have been represented in
B. V. D. bath suits as background to
Jacks scenery, have only caught their
glimpse of him while he was engaged
in exhibition training at the stadium.
The Better He Likes His Dogs
l have it on good authority that
Dempsey hasn't been in swimming
since he came here, and seldom
energies from the tall fence around
his training camp, except to take his
morning runs. Even his burly police
, dogs, doc Hemingway and Sophie
Ginsberg," have that satisfied atmos-
phere of THE more he sees of women,
Jack is strictly mans man, and
all the fellows who work for him, and
with him, are simply cuckoo on the
subject of him. They almost shed
tears trying to tell you how fine Jack
is. Teddy Hayes, his secretary and
oAt1-DAOSIdpLeI, VI SUu6lAluS, AdO Z
catch in his throat telling me how
Jack went into his first fight TO send
I his mother some money, and how
good he has always been to his peo
pie. He has bought his mother a sum
/, mer home at Murray, and a town
l house in Salt Lake City.
Jacks mother and father were orig
/ fnally from Kest Virginia, and he
no Sn' +ha Of al
) ma'am" and mo, ma'am," and Other
expressions that mark the Southern
er. He speaks with a slow drawl
r and has nice, friendly brown eyes, dot
t ted on his forehead by few homes
> freckles. His smile, as 1 said before
: is delightful-though you needn't lool
I for it in the ring because, as he says
: when he's boxing he means bushes;
and never hears a word that's said
for him or against, from the sidelines
| rs it true that you're woman hat
| err" l asked presently.
mo, ma'am, l like the ladies, al
right" He looked so boyish as h
:; said it. But I don't have much time
z for them. Yes, I like to dance, or tr!
D to, but | hate cabarets. And honestly
U hate to go anywhere. People ar
D so-well, so funny. They come RICH
3 up and put their faces into mine, AM
. say out loud, That's Dempsey!
/ makes me feel like I'm a wild ANNA
O. or something"
Why don't you tap EN- on the jaw
/. like you did that big boy a while ago?
? l asked. I'm real sorry for Carper
? tier, after seeing that little feat"
6 But you haven't seen Mr.. Carper
g Palms to Challenger
) tier yet, have you? He's some ma
a himself"
6 (He pronounced it Carpenter, and
% felt foolish for still garnishing up tn
Frenchman as "Carpont-eeay," tina
t some high brow had tipped me int
I titling him.)
% Il wish you'd go on and say your
y going to win. What1l happen if 20
Y don't? Carpenter will take the It'll
% to France, and then somebody els
Z will try to get it back to America, eh
g Mr. Carpenter says he's not goin
s to box again"
You know he can't mean that! Blu
you're not going to ever stop boxin!
are you?"
mo, ma'am. Win or lose, I'm sti
going to keep on boxing. as long a
I'm any good. Of course, even if
do win this bout, somebody else wi
take the belt away from me, some da,
It's all in the game"
well, remember, Mr.. Dempse,
we're all looking to you to keep tn
championship in America" l said q
I started to leave.
He bowed, like the big bashful be
that he is, and said earnestly:
Yes, ma'am, and I'm sure going I
do my level best to do it"
y He walked to the door with N
| Tall-man alive, He could eat sou
off my head.