The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1897-12-05

ended, gloomy as the faces of the Var
Sity men, the score had scared until 1t
was IA to in favor of the visitors
The game was not one of UnmiXed
perfection for the spectators, for voices
were lifted often in wild and angry
dythirambics, and it was long after 3
o'clock when the Shrill clarion of the
referees whistle gave notice for the
onslaught to begin. The ProVoiteS did
not want Ajax Kimball to play for the
Varsity men, and While the war of
dialectics, shriller than the screeching
of Boreas, was going on between the
rival captains, the rooter shivered on
the sidelines and the bleachers were
noisy with the chattering Of teeth.
When the joint debate had ceased
and the rival columns smOte each other
with loud thuds, nightly was the U.
of q. line pierced and torn. Like q
band of Navajos accoutred for war,
the Provo backs went leaping over the
snow. They made a path as large as
the Chilkoot pass, and frequently went
romping a-down the field, leaving the
enemy strewn helpless in the rear.
Peterson's 70-yard run around the
Varsity end was the most gallant
thing that has been seen here this year
among the gridiron heroes, and Hyde's
threshing machine push for so yards
to touchdown was one Of the events
that sent the rooters into mad hys-
terics.
The Provo line was as hard as ada
mant, and their aggressive work was
stronger than it has been in any of
their other contests this season.
Hyde was the Provo hero yesterday.
Battered and stained with gore, yet
still magniicently belligerent he
! fought against the red and white line
like a Gordon Highlander. A swift
conclusion with the elbow of Hedger
put upon his face an optic that was
] a correct representation of a toy bal
loon. 1t was closed Theoretically, but
one eye was enough for the Provo half
! back to see holes with. Larsen did
! some spectacular grounds gaining, and
/ Petersen, the new fullback, who has
not been in Salt Lake before, was d
wonder and a surprise to every one.
In the broken u. Of L. line String
! fellow was a pillar OF Hercules, and his
work on the defensive was better than
q row Of breastWorkS. He did most
Of the churning through the hard
Provo line when the Varsity had the
/ ball, although Smith and Reiser both
penetrated the visitors column for
! good ground gamers over the snow.
/ Little Thomson felled the Provoites
with some tackles that were graceful
j in the extreme. and, tall and giraffe
like, in the similitude of a church
steepie, Longfellow Gatehouse went
/ launching into every play.
Considering the chilliness of the day
and the gloomy prophecy of the cloud
strewn sky. the crowd was larger than
the managers of either of the teams
had expected. They stood the long
waits which punctuated the game in a
manner that was heroic in the extreme
and the flags We're Haunted like the
banners of a victorious fleet. The red
and white of the L. Of U. was every
where, and large flag with the Var
sity colors, which were destined to cur
and drop before the end Of the evi
/ day, waved from one end of the bleach
ers in the hands Of a speeches. enthu-
siast. The blue and white Of the acad-
envy also swept the chill crisp air
At the end Of another long and elo.
quent discussion regarding officials
Peterson of the Provo II was informed
that he was still wearing a foot, anC
that it would not be altogether map
propriate to salute the oval, which wa:
poised in readiness. Suddenly the bal
went hurting through the air and int
the hands Of yelling, who released hi.