St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1893-12-01

visitation for which they are at loss TO
account. From the very start of the
game II was palpable even to those to-
tally uniniliated in the mysteries of
the game that the Yale team. whose
glories have resounded so long through
out the length and breadth of the con-
tinent that its praises have constituted
an ever reiterated echo, was clearly out
elassed, as 1t was certainly outplayed by
the
MODEST YOUNG GIANTS
who, with never an idle boast in
their trail, went into the battle with
look in their eyes that meant victory.
That was the chief point of difference
between The two teams when the game
was called. The Yale men looked the
superb cock-sureness that they felt;
triumph was theirs under any and all
circumstances; they were indomitable:
they could not be vanquished. Had
they not few short weeks since toved
with the University of PennsyIvania's
team as a mastitf toys with fox ter
rler? Had they not only week ago, in
the presence of the genius and beauty
OF New England. signally displayed
their superiority over the carefully
trained and splendidly organized eleven
OF Harvard? Was there any danger
that their laurel wreaths should be
wrenched from their brows by this un-
assuming team from a little university
town in the interior Of New Jersey?
No, they looked and felt as they romped
around the field before the game was
called. No. was hoarseiy shouted from
10000 wearers Of the blue, who flung
their chants of anticipated victory on
high IN volume of sound that fell
upon the ear like the angry
DEFIANCE OF a MIGHTY ARMY.
Mingled with this ali too previous
p8an of victory were the encouraging
hymns of the men who wore the orange
and black. There was an infinitely less
degree of assurance in their shouts, but
every man who wore the colors of
Princeton had a dogged look in his
eOuntenanee that was a source of gem
eral mystitication until their tavorites
lined UP on the field and began playing
They seemed to be experiencing a GER
tain Inward satisfaction on which they
did not care to display until the fierce
combat on the field was well under wav.
But when once they opened up their
stOrehouse Of thunder there was a
ferociOus, unquenchable conuueror's
note in their every shout that served
almost as much as the fortunes on the
gTidiron Itself to blanch the cheeks of
the men whose hearts were raging with
honor and affection for the Yale team.
1t was
A NOBLE EXHIBITION
OF physical prowess. The exhibition on
Manhattan field was a beautiful thing
to see and to remember for MANY rea-
sons. The day was perfect, absolutely
and unqualifiedly perfect. In the early
morning the sky had an evil look.
Masses Of chilly gray clouds raced over
the dull heavens, and there was humid
sticky feeling in the air, indicative of
rain. There was no encouragement on
the face of nature. As early as II
o'clock the professional tribes began 10
pour in. They came in bodies of from
fifteen to hundred. They seemed glad
TO be alive; Their voices were attuneo
to the ordered music of the marching
Orbs. They sang and they danced
There were young men with a mission,
and they were there to fulfill that mis-
sion. They tramped around the in
flosure IN frenzy. Now they
sang, and to the elevated spirits
of the hordes their voices were
as triumphant and glorious as
white caps of JOY bursting on shores
bathed in Southern seas; now they
formed ring, and with weird incanta.