Middletown transcript., 1909-01-30

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it was effective In quickly bring
ing back to consciousness injure,
athletes.
Suddenly there was a quicl
knock at the door. The doctor
answered it. The assistant coacE
was there.
Come over to the gym q min
ute, doctor, and have look al
Randall's knee, he said, it seems
pretty bad.
The doctor glanced at Craw.
ford.
Must be back in three min.
utes, he muttered.
The knee required a bandage,
and Morten's ear patch.
How's Crawford? asked the
coach.
Good Heavens! cried the doc.
tor. He snatched out his watch
and started on a run toward the
Office.
He entered hurriedly and slam
med the door behind him.
There on the sofa was Craw-
ford sitting up and staring about
vacantly.
/ They had no right to jump on
me, he was muttering. But my
kick wasn't blocked. l wonder
If Jennie win come up for the
game? Maybe mother and father
will be here. It's less than a
v eek off now.
He rubbed his staring eyes,
Then he saw the doctor.
Hullo, doc, he cried. Say, do
you think they'll let me play
Thanksgiving day-henest now2
Yes, yes, replied the doctor
soothingly. There, there, you
must take little nap.
The player obediently dropped
back on the couch. At that mo-
ment the Harwood eleven was en-.
tering the field and a terrific yell
greeted them.
Crawford jumped to his feet,
his eyes blazing.
What's that, he cried. You're
fooling me, doc. They're on the
field. They're calling for me.
He sprang to his feet.
You re too weak, protested the
doctor.
Too weak! I'll show you. He
grasped the doctor and lifting
him from his feet flung him into
a corner. Then he opened the
door, dashed through and made
for the field. His appearance
was greeted with tumultuons ap-
plause. The teams were taking
their positions. Nesbit was in
Crawford's place.
Crawford ran out upon the
field. At the same moment the
doctor reached the enclosure.
Crawford glared at Nesbit.
Then, without warning, he rushed
at the unsuspecting substitute, /,
seized him around the thighs and
jugged him to the side lines.
The referee blew his whistle.
You can play, called the amazed ,
captain, and Crawford took his $
position. :
What do you make of it? whis-
pered the coach. r
He's out of his head, said the
.rainer. No telling what he'll do.
We'd better get him out. I
thought you said he wouldn't
asst, laughed the senior with the t
Big rattle. :
I'll take it back, replied the 5
,ne with the horn. q
1t was Harwood's ball on her S
'wn fiften-yard line. Both half !
packs had tried end runs and each :
lad failed to gain. '
Steady there 21-17-2! cried s
be quarterback and Crawford +
back for punt. g
, Block that kick! shouted the :
chase adherants. j
Hold EN-! came from the Har. o
wood crowd. b
The ball had passed back and r
hen q strange thing happened. =
crawford caught the sphere and !,
be Harwood line held beauti.
ully. There was plenty Of time s.
or a punt. but the fullback held
he ball and started at the men Z {
q front Of his. Il
Punt! cried his teammates.
Punt! shrieked the crowd. Al
He didn't seem to hear. Two o
the Chase men broke through =
be line and rushed toward the
azed fullhack. That awakened tt
i'm. But, instead Of kicking he
an. e.
1t was easy to dodge the first =
ian, for he was coming too fast AZ
) change direction. The second s0