Boxing in Chicago seems to be develop- ing ramifications not covered by the Marquis of Queensberry in his rulebook. Last week Jackie Fields,* sleek Chicago Hebrew, and Young Jack Thompson, flashy San Francisco Negro, were pummeling each other about a ring there for what the promoters insisted was "the world's welterweight championship." They had reached the eighth round when two men, not pugilists, started a fight of their own in the balcony. One drew a revolver. Nearby spectators scrambled away. In a moment there was general pandemonium. One whisper said: "Race riot."...
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