New Britain Herald Newspaper, June 18, 1921, Page 9

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We s»nd the telegram to one of ovr associated florists nearest to where you wish the flowers de- livered and your oftaring Is de- livered the very same ‘day. Are you overlooking one's anniversary, or s not some one vy mant particularly please today? Just call us up or drop In and we will arrange the whole thing for you in a jifty. any- there to good looks come first Perhaps that will explain why John Grabam, the most popular young man fn the viliage, fafled entirely to re- gone along smoothly if these two young people had only listened to the sober counsels of ambition, but just sbout that time another, voice began to whisper to them about a radiant future where neither fame nor wealth mattsred In the least. At such times John would see a little white cottage with vines growing over the door, and always in the open doorway he would catch a glimpse of a certain young . lady with gray eyes, wavy brown hafr This young man =had dreams, too. Ambition had long been whispering in s ear to leave the little country wil- #» out into the world where meke & name for himeelf. ‘wanted %0 amass a fortune—ne of the words—and am- everything would have and a most adorabls smile, which in- variably made his heart beat faster. Yes, it is a fact that this little teach- er's good looks played the mischief with John and his plans for the fu- ture. And Allison Kent? Why, sometimes the ladder of fame seemed to her desparately high and bard to cltmb, and often she wonder- ed if making a home could be called a career. Rut in the end she always MY FIGHTING LIFE —By— GEORGES CARPENTIER Ring History in Europe As Centered About Challenger of Dempsey. JEANETTE SHINES AS TEACHER Chapter XXIX By GEORGES CARPENTIER (Copyright 1920, by United Feature Syndicate. All rights reserved. Reproduction prohibited) The fight wth Jeanette, aside from being & mosft disappointing encoun- ter, did this much. It made both Des- camps and myself realize that we had made no mistake when we decided that I should enter the heavyweight division. The bouts with Wells were too short to give us a line on my real ability to stand up against a heavy- weight, but I had gone fifteen rounds with Jeanette and both of us knew in our hearts that I had given the negro a beating. The bout with Jeanette was anoth- er remunerative venture for me and instead of looking at once for more ring encounters I began to spend some of the money that had come in- to my hands in recent bouts. First of all, I bought a home for my moth- er and father and with it went a cafe in Lens They carried on his busi- ness until the Germans came, which was not very long after, and then it of course was wrecked. My own for- tune also was taken away, so that when the war ended I found myself with very little money. I rested for a long time fight with Jeanette ana Phillippe Robinson, a fighter who worried me very little, for I knocked him out in three rounds at Beviers, 1 began to consider myself worthy of an engagement that would bring me high honors about this time, and looked to the United States to suppl we with what would be necess: for that elevation. In this country tfen boxing followers were in the throes of a search that would bring out a man competent to wrest the heavyweight title from Jack Johnson. “White hopes™ were the fashion. The country teemed with them. Various tournaments, as [ recall, were held to determine which of these men should be called best of the white race and Gunboat Smith eventually came to be looked upon as the leader of the divison. London promoters came to me and asked if 1 would be willing to fight the American for the championship of the white race and I assented im- mediately. My part of the proceeds was $20,000. 1 knew that Americans are particu- larly interested in this encounter, for it resulted In the defeat of their en- trant. True, the defeat was the re- suit of a foul blow, struck at me while I was down, but it was, none the less, a defeat, and probably much less painful tha nthe deeat I feel I could have administered to Smith had the bount continued. Americans have had numerous explanations of this set before them, but I want » to feel that in detailing it myself 1 shall endeavor to be truthful in all particulars. after my then met Georges and Madame Home Carpentier m stick our heads from the car windows than a cheer set up, and when we stepped from the carriage the demon- stration grew in volume. The people seized me and carried me to a waiting carriage. It was a very pleasant sensation to think that these people of a foreign land should make such a fuss over a visiting pugilist. It was a fine dem- onstration of their affection and they did not ce it until I was set down at the hotel and had vanished inside its doors. More than one woman kissed me as I was going into the carriage, a fact that makes me blush now when I recall it. Reaching my room in the hotel I yeilded to demands that T present my- self at the window The street was filed with people, all shouting at the tops of their voices. I bowed and bowed time after time and waved my hand, but they would not g« way My eyes filled with tears of joy. I could neither speak nor think coher- ently. , The thought that I, an ob- scure French boy, was being coddled by the English public in such fashion was overwhelming. I tried to think of what I had done to deserve such treatment and could only recall that T had twice beaten their champion. That I should be given such a welcome for that seemed an impossibility I have always felt that this bout was one of the most shameful that I ever took part in because of the ac- tions of my opponent, not through anything that I did, I think of it now with a feeling of horror, or it never occurred to me that an American could be so brutal as to strike an op- ponent while the latter was down A great to-do was made the bout. When Descamps and I reached the London rallway station where we disembarked we were greeted by such an immense throng that we strongly suspected there must be neighborhood. No over a riot in the sooner did we AtLake Compounce Mr. Graham will hold a Series of Select Dancing Partics at Lake Com- pounce on Monday and Friday nights commencing evening, 20. past dancing classes and friends are invited to attend. Admis- sion 40 cents. O’Brien’s Orchestra. Monday June put these thoughts away from her as unworthy the loftier aims of ambition. Then one day John heard of & place in the far West where golden oppor- tunities awaited young men of pur- pose and character, and he decided to 80. It was when he was bidding Allison good-by that the vine-covered cottage dream came to him again, and, act- ing on a sudden impulse, the next mo- ment he was telling her all about it. ‘Would she be willing to start life with him in such a humble home? Would she wait for him? Then suddenly he stopped, abashed at what he had done. With flushed cheeks the gifi’ told him of her career, and the ladder of fame she must climb. No, she couldn’t promise. They could be friends, though—good friends—but nothing more. She was right, of course, John reasoned. Then he determined anzw to-amass a fortune, and some day, aft- er she had won fame, he would lay Ms wealth at her feet. Yes, he would wait until he could offer her a man- sion instead of & vine-covered cottage. In the days that followed letters passed between the two occasionally, but it was five years before they met agaln, in an Eastern city. Here they spent eseveral happy days in each oth- er's company, and their friendship diepened, but they parted again just “good friends” for the young man'’s fortune was not yet made. Again the years slipped quickly away and at last it seemed as if John's dream of wealth was to be realized. One day he received a letter from Alli- son telling him that she had secured a much coveted position in a city school. After this message he applied himself to his business with renewed energy. Mansions, gray eyes and a wonderful smile were becoming mingled in his GEORGES LOVES NATURE Carpentier loves nature, ever: But who's going they say. to win the fi#ht, anyway? He plucks flowers at Manhasset Trinity Methodist Church Rev. John L. Davis, Pastor. 10:45 A. M. Sermon “Danger Signals” 7:30 P. M. Sermon “The History and Meaning of Our Flag” The P. 0. S. of A, Washington Camp, No. 9, will be present. FOR RENT Entire floor 90x50 feet, with power, gas and water connections, suitable for light manufacturing or storage. Inquire at The American Engineering Co. 332 Washington Street, Any time between 8:00 a. m. and 6:00 p. m. day dreams wheny—the crash came! Unexpected business reverses had swept away neasly half" ¢ his for- tune. John aged perceptibly in those-days. Feeling the need of & change, and de- sirous of seeing his loved ones, he took & trip to his old home. Allison often visited his people, and here they met again. 'Twas plain to see that they were happlest when in each oth- er's company, andwhy they were only “good friends,” was a puzsle hard to solve. No one knew of the ladder of fame, and John'c dream of wealth to lay at her feet. It was the last night of Allisox’'s visit that, in answer to ‘some question she had asked, he thoughtlessly told of his loss. And then, before he re- alized it, he was pouring into her ears the story of his struggle to amass & fortune—for her. When he had fin- Prices $1.00, $1 filling-type. fshed, he buried his face tn.hisdhands) —ashemed of his weakness. But Allison was speaking, “Zm sled yowve told md 2 femsed yo ‘wouldn't” he heard hey saylg,.in volce that thrilled-him, Then lis hands were 3 s'lyflmhuhcq,mlh 0 straight into &P 3l ayes, “Oh, John,” she ecried,*b never guessed that 2tis Jonescane Wor climbing the ladder of fame—alone Have you mever realived that ft Suitzble and Practical Gifts for the JUNE GRADUAT Eversharp Pencils “Always sharp and never sharpened" We have these Pencils in standard lengths and-in shorter models with rings, .50, $1.75, $2. up to $6.00 Tempoint Fountain Pens “The Fountain Pen that doesn’t scratch” Made by the makers of the Eversharp Pencil. W carry a wide variety of styles and sizes in the self: in silver and gold. 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