Evening journal., 1899-07-27
On the Goal Line
BY Jean oudin
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Ia the Camden house. Ia the afternoon
Hilton was 20 play tho famous Camden
university team, and Kelly was obey-
ing the couch's injunction TO keep quiet
and try 70 think of something beside
the game.
Some ono knocked on his door.
come" he called. expecting TO see
one of ihe fellows, but the door opened
and messenger boy stuck his head inS
Kelly took the yellow envelope and
carelcssly tore it open. Then, without
a.word. he rushed out of the room. al
most upsetting the messenger boy. and
down stairs TO the clerks desk.
"Nhen's the first train north?" he
demanded, breathlessiy Forbes. the
captain, and Coach Shaw were sitting
Isl She office. and his question brought
them both TO the desk You're not
running away. / hope2" said Forbes.
81 must go home. My fathers hurt
runaway. Read that" and he showed
the telegram into Forbes hand.
Kelly raced upstairs for his hat and
top coat, and was down again in mo-
msnt "Havo some Of the fellows tal,e
my football clothes bacll to Hilton t6-
night, win your he shouted his
shoulder. as the door slammed behind
hm.
Forbes looked at the coach in utter
bcnindcrmeut. "Here'a a nice NESS
he groaned. Whats O be done now p"
Shaw shrugged his shoulders. "Irs
about as bad as it can be, but what's
the matter with giving Armstrong
try? Has been playing fullback en The
scrubs al the fall and working hard,
and he deserves chance, II anyone
does"
armstrong as fullbackl I see that
boy bucking the Camden line. He'd
make about "a much of an impression
on il as a mosquito on q stone wall"
Have you anyone else to suggeet?"
You have me there, but l see our
fnish. Thirty 70 nothing is mid eH-
innate Of TIE score they'll pile up"
Shaw stood up and squared his broad
shoulders. "Never mind" he said. an
take all the responsibility. I'm cosug
TO find Armstrong and have talk with
him."
lie found Armstrong sitting alone ia
the office and working out imaginary
football games on the hotel stationery.
Shaw dropped into an empty chair be-
side him with q pleasant word, and az
once plunged into the subject "Do
you know that you're going to have "a
chance TO immorialize yourself this
ufternoon2"
Armstrong gazed at him blanbly.
"Keny has been called home, and
you're to be put in at fulhack in hls
fiace"
Armstrong drew a lsRg breath ass
fpr moment stared steadily out Of tka
winsow, without saying word.
We'll" he said, slowlss "l'll give en-
30 best that's in me-"
( slsaw ssu.itcrcd haelS 80 ths 90 ~,
- beiisge ne boy hac gsod niazrs n
Tvs said just enough ts make him so
Exc a Send. ! made him think W
hadn't ghost of a shsw to win, sEE
ke's just the sort OF fellow to risk
his neck for q lost cause
The clock on the hieh tower OF Col
lege hall was striking three as the Kill
ton players clambercd out Of their 'bus
al the field and lined up for few min
utcs' preliminary practice. A moment
later the Camden team trotted out on
the field 50 the other end, and bers =
pasying the bail.
The captains and officials Of the rarns
conferred for O moment, and then Cart.
Forbes hurried back TO his men. who
grouped anxiously together to hear the
result of the toss
They've won the toss and chosos
the south goal. We kick Off. Hurry up
TO the middle Of the feld"
Hilton lined up along the long white
line in the center OF the field, and TIE
Camden players scattered over Their
+ territory, ready for the kick.
The referees whistle sounded, and
thc long line of Hilton players surgcd
forward as the captains toe struck The
Lall squarely and sent IL spinning high
In the aN toward the Camden goal.
1t was q high kick, and Marsh and
Bennett, the Hilton ends were weE
under il. 'The fullback stood waiting
for what looked like an easy catch, but
his oyor-confdence betrayed him. The
ball dropped squarely into his arms,
slipped through them and rolled on The
ground. Tn an instant it was buried
under a squirming mass Of CnmdeE and
Hilton players.
When the men struggled 60 their feet
I again, Bennett, the Hilton left end,
was at the bottom, with his arms tight
/ ly clasped around the precious pig
skin. The Hilton subs waved sweaters
and hugged each other in their glee-
/ The ball was theirs on the Camden ten
/ yard line in the first minute Of play.
The ball was passed to the left half
back, and he charged into the line,
with head down, and the whole team
behind him, pushing and straining to
send him through. Down." he grunted
from under the mass of humanity
heaped upon him.
Second down, two yards to gain,
called the referee. Camden tackles
on sde!" warned the umpire.
A brief rest and a chance TO snatch a
breath Of air, while the quarterback
called out the signal for the next play