The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-08-31
CHAMPION MADE SORRY SHOWING. WITH WELSHMAN
Easy Bleeding Challenger Lost Good Chance for
 Title; SChmeIing Out
By HENRY McLEMoRE


 (Uinted Press Stan COrrespOndent)
 New York, Aug. 31-(UP)-Joe Louis, the brown boy from Alabam' still held the worlds heavyweight boxing championship today, but that was about all.
 His glamor was gone.
 No one spoke of him as the "dy- namite killer" No one compared him to the stubble-bearded Demp- sey of Toledo. No one thought of him as a ruthless executioner, with an ax concealed in each knotted fist.
 Because, last night, under the white lights, and in the sticky heat of Yankee stadium, he barely-oh so barely-eked out IS round de- cision over Tommy Farr of Tony Pandy, Wales. Joe's margin was SO thin that when his arm was raised at the finish 33,469 customers greeted him with such thunderous boos that he held his arms aloft scarcely a second before lowering them and covering his ears. The boo was a strange cry to him-he who had always been an idol-and he seemed a little frightened. And, as if to get away from it all, the champion, his face badly swollen, his fists bandaged, caught plane shortly after midnight and sped home to Detroit at 200 miles an hour.
 On the Lam!
 Usually the champion spends @ day or two in the city where a conquest is made, revelling in the back-slapping that follows a suc- cessful defense. But not Louis--he put it all behind him as quickly as possible.
 Perhaps he felt, as did all the spectators and critics, that he had won-and lost. And that Farr had lost-and won.
 Louis was a very ordinary work man last night. In his first defense, and against a challenger held so lightly the odds against him were 10, 12, and even Is to 1, at ring time he could do nothing. Thousands were bet that Louis would knock out the little known Welshman in the first round, but when the elec- trio scoreboard above the ring flashed Round IS" there was Farr, standing out in the middle of the ring, waiting for the champion to come out.
 And when the champion came out, Farr, trained in the circus and carnival booths of the old country, tore into him, using his last bit of strength to paw at Louis with lefts and rights. One could not help but feel that the game Welshman thought himself once again in the carnival booths-taking on all com- ers-even if the conner" be the hardest hitter in all the world.
 At the finish of the fight, when he stretched out on a rubbing table, and held out his hands to have the bandages cut of, Louis complained of injured fists and said that the hurts, sustained early in the fight, had prevented him from scoring a knockout. His handlers pointed to a swollen knuckle on his right hand-spoke knowingly of a confusion of the metatarsal knuckle They said Joe got it in the third round, when he bounced right of Farr's skull, and that had 1t not happened the champion surely would have finished the challenger in the seventh round. Louis Farr couldn't hit-that he was not hurt at anytime. Yet even as he spoke his staff of repairmen applied ice packs to his right eye and cheek. Max Is Out"
 Louis said the injury to his right hand-the one he used to put Brad dock away two months ago-defi- nitely ended any chance of his fighting Max Schmeling this year. When Schmeling, who watched the fight from a ringside seat, was told of this, he shrugged and said.
 T do not care for alibis. Neither does the public. Did you hear the big applause the people gave me when I was introduced? The peo- pie, they are tired of seeing me given run around. Soon Louis will have to fight me, and I will knock him out. Easy, I knock him out. He is finished"
 There were no alibis of any sort from the Farr camp. Neither Farr or any handler could criticize the decision. Tommy paid tribute to Louis as a clean, fair fighter, and a strong puncher. Asked if he thought the decision was unfair, Tommy said:
 T will let the American people decide that. I am satisfied, you thought I was a clown, and couldn't fight. I proved could. am very happy"
 He should be. From the moment he stepped of the boat until he stepped in the ring, the one time coalminer with the pock-marked face was ridiculed. He took 1t all like a game guy, and last night he fought like a dead-game guy. He made such a scrap of it that if he