The Montgomery advertiser., 1903-12-05
Our Daily Short Story

had used it you wouldn't have heard it. | We'll. the game was fast right from the
 start. We went at each other and fought
 like wildcat h tin oven-as some
 Boston author said. The local autheri- ties had been warned, and made provis>
 Ions for 1t by keeping their policemen away from the grounds so they wouldn't
 get hurt. and sending all the doctors. surgeons. nurses. ambulances and other
 aileviating and. repairing apparatus to the
 field early. The combat was something
 terrific, but through 1t all these fear
 less workers for the good of humanity q
 include the ambulances) moved about and
 carried relief to the stricken. As soon | as player was incapable of movement l he was carried away on a stretcher and a substitute took his place. A weil-euuip-
 ped field hospital had been established | under the grand stand, where restoratives were administered and minor operations performed. line of fast ambulances
 hurried the more seriously injured to the city hospitals
 "As the game progressed it's fury in-
 creased. Players. integral and fractional were flying in the air everywhere. The
 umpire and referee retired to a safe dis ] tance and conveyed their instructions ! through giant megaphones. The specta-
 tors stood in the grandstand and fairly
 howled. though little of the strife was visible to them owing to the fog of torn clothes and uprooted soil which hung over
 the scene, not to mention players. or parts
 of players, which ever and anon were
 thrown up from the seething maelstrom
 below Once a flying Tamerlane player. hurled through the air by two Attilas,
 struck Red Cross nurse and bore him
 down. but he was dragged from the field by brother worker Again. an Attila player was tossed to the top of the grand stand. where he clung to the ridge pole
 and yelled for his side, while a substitute rushed to take his place. The combat deepens! Now 1t Is impossible to-" See here. parson," broke in the major. rather firmly. you're getting too excited. Calm down-you'li be tackling us and throwing, us out of the window the next thing you know. Besides you are telling us of nothing but a simple. ordinary game of football, after all. Where's the ex- traordinarily unique uniqueness you boasted about?"
 You may interrupt me if you choose, but you shan't stop me-" said the par son. with a trace of indignation. See, the combat deepens! It-well no matter It was a wonderful game. And here is what made 1t unique so far as known. All the way through we players felt that something was lacking--that something, Soasto" WdS WiOu6. 5ALtCTWdIuS we learned that the spectators had the same feeling. But no one on the gridiron or in the grandstand could say what 1t was. At last the game ended. All had been re- moved except the two captains. was one of them. We lay stretched on the
 plain near the middle of the field, of course. unable to rise We heard the ! ambulance coming to bear us away the captain of the Attilas raised his head with difficulty and whispered hearsely: itT
 Wonderful replied. Still, there was
 something lacking
 "I had that feeling all the time, too
 but can't make out what 1t was' 1 Neither can l. was my answer. But
 there was something wrong just the | same
 | You're right-something wrong. Hold
 on-I've got 1t. We didn't have ball!'
 "And it was a fact, and this is what
 rendered the game so remarkable, though,
 as said before" f
 "Parson," interrupted the judge sol-
 emnly, will you do us favor?-
 Certainly"
 Never mind about what you said be-
 fore.''