But evidently Chambers thought she could conquer by massing her attack,
for once more she hurled her backs at the centre, and once more the
Maroon-and-Grey yielded
But evidently Chambers thought she could conquer by massing her attack,
for once more she hurled her backs at the centre, and once more the
Maroon-and-Grey yielded. But the gain was less than two yards and only
one down remained.
The ‘varsity scored twice by straight football and once by the use of
tricks which were designed to outwit Claflin a week later
The ‘varsity scored twice by straight football and once by the use of
tricks which were designed to outwit Claflin a week later. The second
managed a field-goal from the fifteen yards. Toward the end the ‘varsity
used substitutes freely, but Clint played through to the last, emerging
with many an aching bone, a painful shortness of breath and a fine glow
of victory. Mr. Detweiler, red-faced and perspiring, caught him on the
side line as he dragged his tired feet toward the blanket pile. “All
right, Thayer?” he asked anxiously.
“Oh, no, only I–I’d rather it didn’t get around
“Oh, no, only I–I’d rather it didn’t get around. Some of the fellows
don’t like my playing, anyhow, you see, and they’d do a lot
of talking.”
Amy and Holt shook hands across the net and Clint, hobbling up, tossed
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Amy the towel
Amy and Holt shook hands across the net and Clint, hobbling up, tossed
Amy the towel. “Got a conundrum for you, Amy,” he said. “Want to
hear it?”
“No, sir, we’re trying to get back
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“No, sir, we’re trying to get back. We went to Thacher yesterday with
the football team and started over here in a fellow’s auto and it broke
down about–about four miles back and we got lost and slept in a sort of
hut and got here this morning.”
“Right-o! You’re a fine little supposer,” chattered Amy
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“Right-o! You’re a fine little supposer,” chattered Amy.
CHAPTER IX
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Halfway to Torrence Amy stopped suddenly and clasped a hand to his
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forehead
Halfway to Torrence Amy stopped suddenly and clasped a hand to his
forehead. “Woe is me!” he declaimed.
“Two,” replied Penny, smiling
“Two,” replied Penny, smiling. “We were sorry the cops butted in, for
Williams would have given him a fine licking, I guess. He’s just the
sort of chap Dreer would naturally take up with.”