New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1921-07-03
Few Cheers Given for Victor

Few Cheers Given for Victor
Dempsey dropped back to his own
corner and Referee Ertle began to
count. The silence was oppressive for
moment, until an aeroplane swooped
near and the drone of its engines came
to the PROSTATE ex-aviator He stirred
and dragged himself to his feet,
reaching out blindly to clutch Demp-
sey. The American shot in a terrific
right over Carpenters heart. The
Frenchman crumpled and dropped on
his side.
There was hardly any cheering. The
hush was almost funereal. Carpenter
lay like one dead. Dempsey stepped
back into the Frenchman's corner and
placed his hands against the ropes
peering down intently at his victim,
ready to rush out for another kill. But
Carpenter never moved.
The referee, bending over him.
hnlshed the count and threw up both
hands to indicate that it was all over.
Dempsey started to rush for his own
corner, then stopped and bent down
to pick up Carpenter. Georges
ssagged back in his arms and collapsed
into the chair in his corner.
Frenchmn Smiles on Defeat
They dashed water into the face Of
the soldier boxer. In a moment he
shook out the mists that clouded his
brain. His nose was bleeding There
was ragged cash under his left eye.
For an instant his face was blank, then
ne realized what had happened and
what he had to do.
Suddenly his face was Illuminated
by the same bright smile that he wore
before the fight. He pulled himself
the rather bewildered Dempsey. We'll
done, old man." he said. II congratu-
late you" They have talked much of
the Carpenter sangfroid. This was
the most consummate exhibition OF il.
Not trace of the agony OF mind and
oody he had gone through in face or
manner. lie might have been the con-
queror greeting the conquered
The Dempsey scowl vanished en-
tlrely when Carpenters gray eyes
opened and the Frenchlnan smiled at
nm. Il am sorry that | knocked out
such good man." said Dempsey, and
he seemed to mean it. The men cIasnsa
hands twice and stood together as the
crowds pressed toward the ring
Perhaps ninety thousand saw this
drama IN the huge wooden saucer. For
an instant in that second round it
seemed as though they might see the
fall of champion. They saw Dempsey
totter under lightning right and left.
Then and there Dempsey showed that
ne could stand punishment as well as
deliver 1t. Either of these blows would
nave dropped many heavyweight.
dempsey rocked, but did not fall.
Heavy Blows Worry Champion
Moreover, the champion was surprised
and worried not little. Since he
dropped Willard at Toledo he never
mas been in trouble. And the crowd
was with Carpenter. For the iirst
time during the fight they raised their
voices as these two blows from Car
pentier shot home.
The attitude of the crowd bewildered
and worried Dempsey. When the
champion of the world was introduced
there was little cheering, but before
the master OF ceremonies could shout
the name of Carpenter there was a
roar from the wide circles of seats by
the ring. Dempsey peered out through
the ropes and scowled But once the
bell rang he settled down to the work
before him.
Carpenter was growing weaker as
Dempsey settled down to his work.
Those choppy blows TO the body did il.
But all through it Carpenter wore
that radiant smile. The little crimson
stream triekled down the gashed cheek.
but still Carpenter smiled.
In exactly one minute and sixteen
seconds after the bell had rung for the
fourth round Jack Dempsey was lifting
Carpenter from the floor. The voia-
tile Deschamps aid not rush into the
ring. He did not appear until the