The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1922-07-22
MOORE LOST CHANGE Z
FOR WEALTH, FAME
in BOSSlNC DEMPSEY
By FRANZ C. MENKE

Jack Dempsey had almost as many
managers before he hooked up with
Kearns as he had ring battles.
The earliest of Dempsey's ring days
were featured by long succession of
managers and nearmanagers. Some
lasted for only one fight, others sur
vived for two or three. But those who
endured beyond were few. indeed.
For Dempsey, in those days, used to
change managers about as often as he
changed his clothes-sometimes oft
ener. But the champion, reminiscing
about it. had grinningly admitted that
he was fired by about as many man
ayers as he himself fired.
Andy Malloy an old,time ringman
and wrestler, was once manager Of
Dempsey-perhaps the earliest. Al
Auerbach, of Salt Lake. handled him,
too; so did Fred Winsor, of Frisco,
and Jim Price, of points west of the
Rockies. John, the Barber" bossed
Dempsey's affair for a while, then
canned" Jack and back he went
Westward Ho' to find himself some
newer chieftain.
Roy Moore, the present day bantam,
was another of Dempsey's managers.
The story of how he became business
agent" for a future champion-and
how that partnership was dissolved
forms one of the most humorous OF
ring stories.
Trekked Same Trails.
Six or seven years ago when Demp-
sey was striving for a toe hold on the
pugilistic ladder, Moore also was
bouncing around the mining camps of
the west, striving for fame and wealth
mostly wealth. Somewhere, in a
little dinky town of the west, the
trails of Dempsey and Moore crossed
and from then on for while they
| trekked the same trails.
| Moore was something of a fight at
traction in those parts-but Dempsey
wasn't. So Moore, to insure eats
and little spending money for his
big pal, refused to sign articles for any
match unless Dempsey was placed on
the same card.
AFTER a while, when Dempsey learn
ed why it was that he was gettin. SO
many fights, he said to Moore: %
Say, manage me, will you? You
can get fights for me and can't get
EN- and I'll give you a managers cut
of my earnings"
The deal was made.
Picked Up Bouts,
Iogether Moore and Dempsey went
from one little camp to the other
Moore always doing the business Of
getting fights for Dempsey and him
self. The pickings were but crumbs
in the world of today-s15, s25. and
sometimes as high as $50 each for :
! fight. But it looked like big money
to both then
Then came the day of parting
Dempsey apparently had become a bi
homesick. He suggested to Moore
that they duck out of the camps anC
nit out for Salt Lake-the Dempse,
!. home town. But Roy was against If
In view of the fact that he hoped t.
!. conclude match for both within ;
e day or two. &. 5EsTTI
: The following morning" recount,
Moore, Jack and streaked it. for
niue beanerys where they served yer,
elegant ham and eggs for 25 cents
e Afterward We stood outside drinkin,
!. IN the morning sun. A train whistle
s around bend-a freight headed il
the general direction of Salt Lake.
n Dempsey eyed the oncoming trail
hungrily. Then he said to me:
l. Let's Jump 'er.'
t. Nix / replied, we've got to sticl
k here and get those fights.
S You'll stick-but not me- yellet
Dempsey, breaking into a wild dasl
S TO the railroad yards across the street
s l am on my way
I Jack caught the train, jumped il
G got a firm hold on the iron stems
turned around, waved his cap an,
tyelled:
J. " Goodbye, old manager
And So" concluded Moore, "ende,
my career as manager of a man pb,
\ was destined to become worlds chan
plon a few years later-and Iikewis
destined to grab few million dollar
Tor himself and his manager"
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