Evening star., 1929-06-28
The Fight by Rounds

| They seemed to catch the fighting
fever, however, and punched freely.
Pauline looped his hands in short
arcs at Schmelings head, while Max
bobbed low and threw everything he
/ had behind his right hand.
Pauline loosed over a long overland
left to the chin as the bell rang.
Seventh Round.
The inevitable deadlock, head and
arms locked together into an almost
impenetrable barrier, broke up again
into furry of free punches.
| Schmeling opened up. came up
| straight. The Basque whanged across
left hook to the head, his best punch
Of the fight so far.
Max drew back from the next two as
they stood flat-footed by the ropes and
drilled two clean rights into Paulinos
chin.
1t was time to get together again
and they locked arms and wrestled,
punching and mauling in turn as each
got an arm free.
They cuffed and tore to the head and
! body at the ropes, neither doing much
damage. while the crowd became more
insistent that they get down to busi-
ness and slug.
Eighth Round.
! Schmeling went back to the lob of
wearing down Pauline. He slashed and
cut at Paulino's swaying arm-bound
| head until Pauline let drive with a left
and right hook that came from way
back.
They barely glanced of the Germans
head.
Then Uxcudun cuffed Schmeling's
head in neutral corner.
His right hook dug into Max's body
and made him bend little more.
| The Basque bulled Schmeling to the
center of the ring, keeping up a slow
and determined fire on the Germans
midsection.
| Max brought this to a sudden halt
with solid smash to the chin as the
bell rang.
Ninth Round.
Max was more than half way across
the ring in his eagerness to get 60
ing, but Pauline marched stolidly and
heavily onward to close quarters.
The Basque looped left hook to
Schmeling's side. but took two straight
rights on the chin in return
The second, a full clout under the
ear, seemed to stagger Pauline a trifie.
put he came plowing back with a wild
| attack that missed Schmeling more
| often than it landed
They struggled and pulled each other
along the ropes until Pauline got his
left loose and swung it to the jaw.
The fans in the covered section Join
ed IN chorus of Sweet Adeline" as
action continued to be noticeably alb
sent up to the gong.
Tenth Round.
Schmeling opened things I'D at the
bell by choosing to punch with Uz-
cudun in clinches rather than tug and
wrestle
Uzcudun threw two wild left hooks
that never landed, but left him wide
open to Schmeling's short, jarring
right.
Pauline spat blood as he drew away
and leaned back into a rousing right
uppercut.
schmeling leaned down with the
Basque and lifted his left and right
to the Spaniard's chin.
Schmeling Strengthened Pauline up
with left hook to the chin and shook
him to the heels with full right under
the ear
Pauline wabbled and Jumps began to
rise on his cheeks as he flung both
hands in desperation to Schmeling's
body.
He was still bit wabble-legged at the
bell.
Eleventh Round.
The Timber German, keen and eager,
| ripped from his corner and never let
up for second and he leaned over and
| darted both hands to Paulino's head
The Basque swayed a bit as Max
| found his chin with a jolting right
and bulled the Basque about the ring.
He bobbed in front of Pauline, look
ing for openings, and his hands flashed
| like spear thrusts into Paulino's dam
aged head
The full rights to the chin rocked
the Basque again and he leaned tired
ly on the powerful young German,
sweeping his hands in cumbersome arcs
just at parts of the anatomy Schmeling
seemed always to have protected.
The Basque was fighting desperately,
his face steadily growing more bloated
at the gong.
Twelfth Round.
Schmeling strove relentlessly to get
into the burly Basque, fickering leftS
to the face and watching for an OPEN
| ing for his right hand.