The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1906-11-25

quarterback around the waist with a power
full tackle. Yale had worked the ball over
to q point directly in front Of Harvard's
goal posts by this time. and Veeder moved
back to the 20 yard line TO try a drop kick.
which. with the wind az aid, looked decidedly
possible.
vEEDER's KICK FOR GOAL FAILS.
The Yale protection was perfect, the
Crimson men being blocked of effectively
until Veeder had raised the ball from the
ground with a long. soaring drive that
seemed to be 80 accurate that many felt
sure that the ball would sail over the cross
bar, but the oval was spinning like the pro-
peller OF a motorboat and as it bored its
way through the atmosphere il veered of
TO one side, missing a post by several yards.
The goal trial, however, intensified the
fact that Harvard was up against a power,
full combination Of football brains and
strength. Out from the 20 yard mark
Burr punted and Biglow began a run back
after a catch to Harvard's ~ yard line.
where Capt. Foster put him on his back.
Knox had made three yards through Pierce
when he executed a skilful onside kick,
which Forbes gathered in on Harvard's
Again the Crimson was in danger and
again the Blue warriors plunged into the
scrimmage with a fierceness that was ire
sistible, Forbes. practically unaided,
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four yards and then the plucky Knox,
whose injured shoulder was troubling him.
gave way to the stocky Roome, Yale's
noted line bucker.
It was Just the point where Roome was
needed; and without further ado he tore on
"a couple Of yards between Kersberg and
Pierce. Harvard received a five yard
penalty. however, for ofside play n be-
fore the ball was snapped back again the
e~levens were notified that there was five
minutes left to play.
y Roome made another dash at Harvard's
settlements and planted the ball on the
Crimson's rs yard mark, directly in front
Of the posts. Veeder dropped back and
nearly everybody expected to see him try
for a field goal, but instead Of a drop kick
he hurled the ball far beyond the end OF
Harvard's left wing and Aloott, who had
mufed a previous pass almost in the same
spot. encircled the ball with his arms this
time with a squeeze that a the catch
as good as gold.
SO well did ale e xecute this play that three
other Yale men were within arms length OF
Aloott when he made the catch, but Capt.
Foster. with Wendell behind him, dashed over
in time to pile Alcott on his head three yards
from the Cambridge goal line.
ooM Dives YARDS FOR TOUCHDOWN.
The betting was 6 to / that Yale would
score. and in the winking Of an eye Roome.
with plenty Of help, crushed through Har-
wards right wing for an easy touchdown.
Yale's increasing enthusiasm now broke
loose in a demonstration that beggars
description. Ten thousand Yale men leaped
up waving so many blu flags that the
from view. Then this immense chorus
sang with thrilling harmony:
Bright college years. with pleasure rife.
Tho shortest, gladdest years OF life,
How swiftly are ye gliding by.
oh, why doth time 50 quickly nyf
The seasons come. the seasons 90:
The earth Is green. or white with snow,
But time and change can naught avail
To break the friendships formed at Yale.
In after years should trouble rise
To cloud the blue of sunny skies
How bright will seem. through memory's haze.
The happy, golden by gone days.
oh, let US strive that ever we.
May let these words our watchwsrd be,
Wherer upon LIES sea we sail.
For God, for country and for Yale
Harvard's heart was broken. The Grim
son flags had fallen out OF sight. The
Crimson cheers were cut short in swelling
threats. Sadness was prevalent every
where, from the gray haired old graduate
New Haven to see his first big football
match. Under he goal posts stood the
Cambridge players looking sheepish and
crestfallen. The Yale eleven to them
seemed an overpowering monster Of merci-
less strength which meant their total
obliteration.
vEEpER KICKS GOAL FOR Ellis.
On the clammy turf Tad Jones now
stretched himself out n poised the ball
for Veeder's goal trial. To send the wal
over the crossbar was as easy as rolling
OF a log, and when Veeder did the trick
another point was added and the score was
Q to o.
Yale had the game already won there
wa an outward display OF encouragement
for the Crimson players that was highly
c~ommendable in view Of the circumstances
There was a cruel Yale grin, however,
burst forth with this brave attempt to
cheer up:
A sturdy band goes forth 70 war,
HArvsrd's spirit leads before,
They'll night till they can night no more.
Harvard wins. old Harvard winA
Lift high the Crimson banner dear,
Ring out the sounding Harvard cheer;
We night TO day without q fear.
Harvard wins. old Harvard wins.
Woe 70 the foe. their doom 10 sealed:
Now they falter. now they yield:
The Harvard line sweeps down the Geld.
Harvard wins. old Harvard wins.
The Crimson banners noat on high.
The Harvard cheers ring DER the sky;
We night to-day: we win or die;
Harvard wins. old Harvard wins.
But the battle was under way again and
Burr, as he kicked of, drove the ball clear
over the goal line. That made il necessary
for Veeder 10 punt out from Yale,s 20 yard
line, Bur- running it back until Forbes,
with a mighty tackle. threw him down as
IL he was a schoolboy. Rurr dropped the
hall as a result of this impact, but he re-
covered IL in a scramble. and "a the play
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