New-York tribune., 1922-09-17

This meeting az the masters were
fought out on the championship stretch
of turf OF the Germantown Cricket
Club to-day at Mannheim, and Tilden
won by a score of 4--e, 3--S, 6--2,
6-3, Cd, thereby clearly establish
ing his position as the worlds greatest.
In winning this afternoon Tilden
also won permanent possession Of the
national trophy, that famous piece Of
alver which bears the name of William
A. Larned, Maurice E. Mclaughlin,
Robert Lindley Murray, Richard Nor
ris Williams 3D. William M. Johnston
and, for the third and last time, the
name of William T. Tilden I'd. No cham
pionship tennis trophy in the history
of the game in this country has been so
bitterly fought for since it was first
placed in competition in 1911 as the
bowl that was won by the great Tilden's
mastery playing to-day. Well may he
cherish its possessioni
The story of the struggle between
Tilden and Johnston to-day can never
be adequately told, I am sure. No
words could do justice to the heart
man from the shores of the Pacific
put up against man who far out
matched him in reserve powers and in
dazzling versatility Of attack.
A Spectacular Match
To realize the tenseness of the situ-
alton in the third set, when there were
signs of little Johnston beginning to
falter from sheer WEAKNESS, and again
in the fourth, when he ran into lead
of 80, only to see Tilden bring a
bewildering combination Of speed and
marvellous tennis to bear, to take the
next six game in row, for the set,
end a squaring of the match, it was
necessary 20 have been one of those
10000 spectators in the stands.
Once, more, in the fifth and final set,
Gfser Tilden had established the over
wnelming lead of ID, the dauntless
little Californian Summoned all his re-
naming strength for last heroic eff
fort, an effort that was doomed to
failure. Johnston brought the games
to ID, while at least half Of the thou
sands in the towering stands were
silently praying that his strength
would remain with him until victory
was his.
But it was not to be. The tall Til
den, never losing his air of confidence,
apparently we'll within himself and able
10 call upon new sources of speed at
will, blasted Johnston's hopes in the
tenth game by breaking through the
challenger's service and winning the
championship with closing shot that
was q masterpiece, while at the same
time it marked the knell of Johnston IS
hopes.
Little Bill' had made his last serv-
ice. TiIden returned q deep forehand
drive and Johnston shot the ball back
then came charging in, eager to end
matters with one Of his perfect over
hand volleys. But the Californian had
not counted upon the extraordinarily
brilliant shot that Tilden answered
with. The champion held back his
stroke the merest fraction of q second
until he noted the direction that
Johnston was taking, and then he whip
angle, and two inches from the side
line.
Johnston's Hopes Glimmer
Johnston knew, as he saw the bal
come flying into his court, that he Wss
beaten. and that his great hopes fo,
victory had gone glimmering. HI
racquet high above his head and rar
wearily forward to shake the hand oil
his conqueror. Tilden cleared the net
with one stride and grasped Johnston
outstretched hand in both of his, ant
then, with the champions arm about
his shoulders, Johnston walked off the
court, beaten, but glorious in defeat.
The gallery greeted Tilden's won
derful victory with storms of applause
which continued unabated until after
he had trotted out of the enclosure anc
disappeared in the clubhouse. But
great as was the tribute paid to Tilden
the conqueror, it was completed,
swallowed up in the tremendous volume
of cheers, shouts, stamping of feet ant
elapping of hands that marked Johns
tons exit from the arena.
Not man, woman or child there
but stood up as Johnston, weary of foot
and pale of face, walked slowly through
lane of humanity out of the inclosure
and into the welcome obscurity of the
clubhouse. Half way to the locker
room Mrs. Johnston ran up behind he,
husband and patted him on the back
Johnston smiled at her and continues