The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1901-12-20

! Rice had not only lost his position; he
| had also lost his head.
| Two days later. the Rawlms game,
! the first important one OF tue season.
was played. There was Il surprise in
store for the knowing one. Rice was
put in at left guard. "rhut's because
of his experience they said "They'rc
afraid of Copeland"
In the first half Rawlins discovered
Il weak spot in the left sid" of their
| opponents line, and by continually
hammering away at The left guard.
they at last carried the ball over the
goal line. LGndor was unable to score.
In the second half, Copeland appeared
i'll Iiices place. Landor made two
touchdowns: the credit of 1l" victory
fell to Copeland.
That was just Il month before the
great game of the seuson--the Thanks
giving day game with Landor's old and
bitter rival in all sports, the University
of littleton. Such was the character
Of this rivalary that when the day
came for the LittletonL Landor foot bail
match, every man in both colleges,
howsoever slight his interests in sports
was stirred TO the pitch of enthusia &n
played as he never played before. such
is the tradition IN these ancient seats
Of learning.
TO play i'll this game is To reach the
highest pinnacle Of college glory. Hence
il was that poor Rice. VINO had given
up everything for foot ball, was dis
heartened ana discouraged as the time
drew near for the great game ana his
chances TO play in it Waned But he
did not give up. 1t was rot in his
blood. He came TO the practice every
day, and took the terrible pounding
that Copeland gave him with never
murmur though he looked upon his
rival as an enemy to be avoided. There
was still one chance left hm-tnc
chance that Copeland might be in
iured
On Il Monday afternoon three days
before Thanksgiving day, Copeland
came out of his room ana started down
the corridor. He had gone but Il short
distance when he saw before him what
appeared to be Il letter. He stopped
and picked it up, and his attention was
at once engaged by tho words Little
out stopping to think of what he was
doing he commenced reading.
well, | am out of the Littleton
game. Another man has my place,
have but one chance. that ~ may be
injured; and while I am rol hoping
that This will take place / am ready
to so into the game il it does. | am
getting pretty well disustel with this
place, and am thinking of leaving IT,
AS Copeland looked below at the sig
mature of Milton j. Rice, he eHclamcd:
Why, | must be III" man he's talk
ing about"
Poor fellow" he thought and n curl
Gus smile softencd the hard expression
of his mouth, he must take it hard.
Too bad. / should have spoken to him.
And such Il good player, TOO, Well,
perhaps he will get his chance. Yes,
am quite sure he will.'
That night he Went to see Rice in his
room. He held out his hand, but the
other would not take it.
"ltice," he said In his SLOW way, II
want to be friends With you and |
think | shall be before long. | believe
that YOU are IL good fellow 1T heart
and don't want this foot bah business
to keep us apart"
That's very easy for YOU 10 say"
replied Rice sullenly; You have The
position ana YOU are going 10 play in
the Littleton game. But YOU have not
treated mo fairly, ana I'll not shake
hands,
Rice, as is apparent, WAS sun not
himself. He had not Yet recovered his
head.
Copeland saw that there MAS no use
in arguing.
AN right, then" he said, Just as
you will, But you win change your
mind before long And be 'ure." he
added, as he was leaving, TO he out in
II suit, Thursday; you may gel into the
game"
Rice looked after him for "A minute,
as if 10 ask what he meant by this last
remark; then turned in his chair and
flung his feet moodily on the desk. Two
months had wrought great change in
this once joyous son of a rich man.
The great day came at last-a brisk
keen, foot ball day. With cloudless