Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-11-25

crimson wave broke over the mass Of
shouting spectators; tin horns brayed ar
accompaniment to the delighted bowls OF
the Harvard rooters.
In the next lineup Harvard. by swift
rush.. went crashing through the enemy for
three yards and then. amid the wild cheers
of the spectators, the team settled down
into it's first serimmage. Twenty men
In a showing, struggling, fercely nghting
mass. neither side yielding an inch; neither
side letting the ball go. Suddenly, as IL by
magic, the Yale men weakened and broke.
Burrows held the ball and with rush of
bullet-like swiftness started for the Har-
ward line with comparatively open Held
before him. The Yale men were wild with
excitement. "Burrows--Burrows-h in
go it, Burrowsr they, yelled franticaily
Weston bore down upon him, but Burrows
lodged sharply and made for the line ten
yards away. On and on he went, IKE a
whirlwind, pursued by the Harvard tackle
ten yards-five yards-three yards--and
just as the tackle shot out his arm to grasp
his enemy Burrows, amid the wild cheers
of the spectators, threw himself over the
line.
A Wild tumult of triumph arose from the
Yale side; the Yale blue nuttered victori-
ously. Yale kicked the goal as shouts or
yale, Yale!' echoed across the field and
mingled with the strain of "Boola, ana
the first half ended with the score 9 to ..
The teams returned after the lntermlssion
with renewed yigor Each side had the
spirit of victory strong upon 1t and played
with Irresistible aSSreSSlVeHSSS. Aieit oiiN
swift, they went at each other hammer
and tongs, ripping up the defensive forma-
lions as If made of tissue paper, until one
or the other braced in sheer desperation.
Up and down the field they went, first one
team having the ball, then the other; Dotn
sides putting up a splendid fight Ihey
were never off the ball; try as 1t might, II
seemed impossible for either side to score.
The Harvard men had realized thelr
danger and had men specially detailed 10
block the great Yale half back. Again and
again Elliott received the ball, but before
he could get away the Yale men were upon
him, pressing him savagely.
They locked in Scrimmage and Tor
time both teams held on grimly, neither CIV
ing an inch; then the mass yielded, swayed
and began to unlock
BY low swift pass, Burrows received
the ball. Straight into the midst of the
Harvard team he plunged, knocking off
hands reaching for him; slipping throngh
impossible openings. Rapid, meteoric, ire
sistible, he lodged the quarters knocked
off Elliott and with crowd of men OF both
teams at his heels. made for the line. The
Yale enthusiasts went wild again. Bur
rows.-Burrews!' they yelled frantically.
GO in, Burrowsi Go in!'
On down the field he went like streak,
smashing his way through the enemy doog-
ing one knocking off another, running
round third. With unerring judgment he
dashed off as a feint to the right, then
skirted the field to the left. Elliott bore
swiftly GOWN upon MIN, Out SlioOh
him off and hurled him to the ground.
Doubling, twisting, feinting, he eluded man
after man.
With a low fierce oath, Weston made a
savage lunge at him, but the torrent of
Burrows advance brooked no interference.
Somewhere in that crimson sea toward
which he was irresistibly forcing his way
there was slender, gray-eyed girl who be-
lieved in him. He would show her that he
could win in the face of great odds.
Against great Odds the words beat IN
Ssistently on his brain as battered, painting
and disheveled he plunged grimly on.
The enemy closed in about him, gripping
him by the legs and arms, trying to check
that relentless advance. 1t was in vain
There was a moment of fierce struggle as
he doggedly bored his way through; now
crawling, now regaining his feet as with
one last desperate effort he lunged across
the Harvard line and dropped to the ground
with the ball Rugged to his breast.
The Yale men howled like maniacs. They
hardly waited for the kicking of the goal
or the announcement of the final score be-
fore they swarmed into the field, cheering
unanimously: 'Burrows-Burrows-Ya
Yale--Yale," they chanted rapturously;
thousands of blue banners waved victori-
ously. The band, playing "Old ELL headed
a parade of noisy rooters around the arena
and out into the street; shr,eking horns
swelled the triumphant din.
Meanwhile Burrows, breaking away from
a crowd of admirers who insisted upon
carrying him upon their shoulders, made his
way determinedly toward the Harvard sec
ton, just as he was, torn and disheveled,
with the spirit of battle still on him. Some
where in that swaying, jostling throng he
would find her-and she should decide. He
would not give her up to Weston without
a struggle. The odds were against him,
but he would win out.
So certain had he been he should meet
her, he was not surprised when he glanced
up and saw her standing in the box before
him. Her hands were outstretched and her
eyes, dark with excitement, looked straight
into his own.
You were-wonderful,' she said un-
steadily
All oblivious to the din around them the
curious glances or the inconsistency of her
trailing crimson colors and his triumphant
'Y'' he pleaded his cause. An opportunity
had presented itself he said-in few years
he could win out, and then
An utter insanity of joy seized him as he
heard her breath, caught quickly, and saw
the beautiful light in her eyes.
Up to them came her brother. He held
out his hand to Burrows. 81 congratulate
you most heartily" he said in voice he
tried in vain to make steady THAT was a
great game you played; you won out
against heavy odds.
'"The odds do not matter returned Bur-
rows, jubilantly. when one has reached the
goal"