The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1908-05-23


her zeal to eliminate our encum.
brances. But to collect the invaders |
you would have needed large quan. |
tity Of the best blotting paper. II re-
quired Just two sweeps OF Gertrudes |
powerful paw to dig us out of tho
debris
when once on our bewildered feet
we saw that one end-rusb bad cost us
dear. Our right guard would never
play again. For the life of me, sir,
could not help but pause and rub his
head as he tried to rise and take his
old position. He closed one eye in
passing out, as II saying: Great foot.
work, eh?' And there was a blur in
my lamps as / dragged myself behind
the faithful, shattered squad. The six
Of them still accepted in all as game,
you see, although perplexed by their
neighbors' roughness.
LINE up for the last halfr wheezed
Tib, wiping the blood from his eyes
The sealer's in and dropping boats.
One more scamper and we'll be clear
"'Nenook! Nenookl' horsely yowled
tho beggars, pointing exultantly at our
PROSTATE guard.
"And say, actually loved those 81.
gantic, white Stiles as they tossed
back the challenge in six growls; and
true blue to the last, all ranged up be-
side Rudolph, who. hugging the ball
against his now brown breast, turned
his foolish head to catch Tbs signal.
"And Tib, believing his players had
lost tabs on whose turn IL might be,
cried, 'Center' for the second time.
and, sure enough, Rudolph bowed his
form and lunged ahead for another ir.
resistible buck.
"The eXchamps, however, catching
sight of the approaching boats, no
longer tried to run the ends, but to
our great felicitation met US fair and
Square in one last, tremendous effort.
AS they closed in we enjoyed the worst
scrimmage of the game I'll confess.
sir, the visitors played snappy ball and
showed lots of ginger; and as our
boys INDUCED in many a hearty nip
and rake, they handed It back right
smart. Why even in that last mo-
ment they gave every promise of lug.
| ging home the cup.
For the first few yards we tore
down the shlngle brlskly and simply
waded through the heavy underbrush
OF jabbing arms and kicking legs, Tib
and | doing no real husky work, Just
staggering along. But as our players
| became more infuriated, and paused
in the game to hold personal alterca.
tions, surrendered my last hope.
| ITO accentuate our despair Just al
we had nearly come to n standstill and
Rudolph, busy cutting a native, refused
to heed the signals. we lost our left
tackle, a promising young player, but
bit hot-headed.
| Rudolph! Center! again choked
/ Tib.
And dear, dear! II the old sport
didn't turn his red eyes, stop cunning
for pelts, grab up the ball and once
more begin to plow ahead. And the
| other four Loyalty fell In behind and
swung through the big hole he had
made in the unsavory mass of alleged
humanity. Thus did we come to the
waters edge.
And the enemy seeing the last half
had been played scurried back to the
boats somewhere up the coast.
"'Iow can we get these FIVE life.
preservers aboard? painted Tib, as he
wrung the captains hand.
"'Can't do 1t now, bawled the cap
tain, dancing in merriment as he
| nailed a retreating even.hundred-dol.
lar bunch of furs with hatchet. The
wind is again inshore, and we've not a
second TO lose If we'd save our hides
| and Liz
80, after all, we had to leave the
bears. But despite the scarcity Of the
minutes, we dragged ourselves to each
| and sorrowfully shook q paw In part.
ing AS we gazed back from the sealer
| we saw them sitting in u row, the cen.
ter still holding the ball, and we
watched them until their huge, white
coats melted slowly into the drifting
veil of snow.
| In another week we were back
again, but could find no bruins.
But up there somewhere In the
eternal cold is fraction OF Alaska's
first eleven, ready to face all comers.
often see them in my minds eye
stanchly standing of a gang of ma.
tives; and although their old trainers
voice will direct their plays no more
| can see them pegging down with pom
derous energy the championship oi
the Arctic Circle. And do you know
sir, I've often wondered II in their
wanderings they affectionately tote
about that absurd wad OF deer-ssin
and II, on pleasant days, they indulge
in little quiet practice in memoriam
of their first coach. At least, know
they are loyal to one another, and
mayhap tonight are forming up for
the last game. And IL, perchanee, only
one of the rugged quintet remains,
have no doubt but he will go down
gamely, with only few yards to gain
henlth In Perfumes.
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